“We bet for it, now I won” Percy’s voice came out with a sly grin on his lips, staring down at your lips careful of you not caught him in the act.

Now you wish you never had done that stupid bet.

Percy, your best friend, bet you that if he won a sword battle with Clarisse, you would have to kiss in the lips a camper he’ll choose. He won (really not, but that you didn’t need to know).

“Umm I really don’t know…” Percy said playfully looking at his around “What about... Yeah, go and kiss Leo” his smirk widened at your reaction. Deeply, he really didn’t want you to go and kiss Leo, that scenario made his blood boiled.