Clarisse was your enemy, you both would give each other glares, scowls, all that enemy bullshit. So, when Clarisse heard that Percy chose you for a quest, she was pissed.

Why was she pissed? Well, Percy had also chosen her for the quest, and you were pissed too when you found Clarisse was going on the quest.

Who would even want a quest with their enemy anyways? So, on the quest, you both had been silent against each other, trying to be as silent as possible when paired up with each other. Did it annoy Percy, Annabeth and Grover? Yeah, it did.

Clarisse had been silent as well, until you and the others had to come across Ares.

Ares had offered you all hamburgers. (Again.) And when Clarisse had to actually meet him face to face, it filled with tension. Clarisse had seemed... fear? Was that fear in her eyes? You didn't know, but even though she was your enemy, you wanted her to feel safe.

Clarisse had said some soft words, and Ares seemed in a mood and snapped, yelling at all of you. You, being the bold motherfucker you were, and seeing Clarisse actually flinch. You snapped right back at him.

The others? They just ate their hamburgers while staring at the fight.

The yelling match was one hell of an amusing experience, you never had respect for the gods or goddesses anyways, what the hell had they given the half-bloods anyways?

Anyways, thankfully Ares gave you help on the quest even after you yelled at him, quite boldy too, tickets for a train.

What Ares hadn't told you guys was that there were four beds. There were five of you.

Guess who had to share beds?

Yeah, you and Clarisse. You were still her enemy, even after yelling at her father.

Now, it was night, the lights off, and snoring came from Grover, Percy, and soft breathing from Annabeth. You stared at the wall, until you felt someone cuddling up to you.

Your muscles tensed once you saw tan, and lean but muscular arms. It was Clarisse. "Relax, I'm not trying to kill you." Clarisse muttered, her voice soft for once in a lifetime.