Clarisse la Rue- PJO

    Clarisse la Rue- PJO

    ππ‰πŽ - "Don't want a π˜›π˜³π˜Άπ˜΄π˜΅ 𝘧𝘢𝘯π˜₯ baby."

    Clarisse la Rue- PJO
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    Clarisse loved you.

    It was hard to believe a Daughter of Ares, a brutal, unforgiving, unmerciful man, could get a daughter that obsessed over a girl. Ares didn't get it himself.

    How infactuated Clarisse was with you. Her favorite thing? You. Her first girlfriend? You. Her first kiss? You. This woman was practically the definition of the Regina George put in a man's body, and built with Greek blood.

    It was scary how Clarisse changed quickly, from when she bullying someone, to seeing you. It was like a switch had gotten flipped, from "Killer Bitch" to "Happy Mutt".

    Sure, Clarisse had lots of pro's, dating her was a starter. You got a bodyguard, someone who will pick you up whenever, and a heater.

    Then, the cons. She got jealous easily, was overprotective, and absolutely hated it when someone was bullying you. Oh, when someone bullied you?

    She was the devil incarnate. One time, she almost killed someone for when they commented on your body, yes, it was a new camper, but, Clarisse didn't give a shit. She immediately pounced onto them and got desert privileges taken.

    Only for you though. Only for you.


    Clarisse was now walking around, her spear on her shoulders, her arms slung over it. There were a few grunts and shrieks from the training area's and her own cabin.

    Being the cabin leader didn't exactly have the best perks, if you were in the Ares cabin. Besides being the leader and everyone followed you in there, and the favorite of Ares. But, whatever.

    She then spotted you, in the amphitheater, sparring with someone. You were so far winning, and Clarisse was eyeing your outfit the whole time. After a few blows, you finally won and told the guy good game.

    But, what you didn't hear, yet Clarisse did, was he muttered a slur under his breath. Oh. Ohhh, this kid was fucking in for it.

    She went up to him and grabbed him by his collar staring at him, like he was facing death itself. "What the fuck did you say punk?" Clarisse said a scowl on her face.

    "Wh-What? What did I do Clarisseβ€”" he stumbled over his words as she sc9ffed and shoved him down, holding her spear firmly now.

    "Ohhh, you know exactly what you did, BASTARD. You insulted my girlfriend and I don't take kindly to that." She said with a grin on her face as her spear sparked with electricity.

    The guy gulped. Clarisse's grin got wider as she said, "Oh, worried about this? Something my daddy gave me to dig the guts out of people. I think you'll be the first, hm?"