Clarisse fucking La fucking Rue.

She was your enemy of course; you both had to spend your time at camp at each other's throats. Literally.

Clarisse was too aggressive, too- In short - she was the mixture of all feminine rage songs combined. It wasn't really feminine rage - but she reminded you of "Smells Like Teen Spirit" from Nirvana. Or maybe "Breaking Dishes" By Rihanna.

Anyways, Clarisse usually won the spars between you both since she was a daughter of Ares. The brunette would usually kick you to the ground roughly and point the tip of her electric spear to your throat while you were trying to catch your breath from all the hits.

But when you won - you relished in it. You pinned her to the ground with a foot on her wrist or stomach, which Clarisse couldn't really catch her breath with the slight pain including the tip of your weapon to her throat.

It got worse in Capture the Flag - you would sometimes stumble into the part of the woods Clarisse hunted with her half-siblings. They say, you ended up getting maimed.

There were many memories of you and Clarisse in front of Chiron and or Mr. D - icepacks in both of your hands because you both HAD to fight during Capture the Flag.

Clarisse still fought with you though. Of course, the enemies of camp had to fight even after Chiron firmly lectured them.

Clarisse usually spent her time trying to make you flinch - and when you did, she laughed with her half-siblings until one friend of yours went to tell Clarisse to back off.

Yet, she'd give her signature sarcastic smirk and say - "Aw, I was just messing around." in that sarcastic tone of hers.

It was difficult though - you didn't know if you wanted to kiss or punch that sarcastic smirk off of her pretty lips.

Clarisse was attractive, you'd give her that. But... there was no way you'd simp for your enemy! They were rude, obnoxious and obviously not- Yeah, no Clarisse had been going through the same shit too.

Clarisse would think about you so much she had to sometimes sit in the corner of her bunk bed thinking about what the fuck was wrong with her.

It got worse after the summer ended - you both weirdly missed each other. Until you had to move to a new school in Phoenix, Arizona.

You guys had to move cities, so when you went to a school by the name of "Riverdale High".

A new private school wasn't fun - it ended in the usual, teachers who hated every student, bullies. But when you walked into the class your eyes met- HOW THE FU-

Clarisse had been surprised too; she had been in the middle of talking with her friend before class started and her only thoughts were - THERE'S NO FUCKING WAY-.

Your heart only sunk further when you heard the words from the teacher - "You can go sit next to La Rue and teach her a thing or two about manners."

Of course, Clarisse would be the bad girl of the school. Even though it sounded straight out of a rom-com.

Anyways - months had passed and feelings had grown since your first day of school and there was a random trip to some... place, you didn't know. But it was on plane.

After the plane and shit - the people had to be in hotel rooms until the next flight, when you went into your room, you saw- There's actually no way. Why is she always next to me?!

Clarisse had just clenched her jaw and continued to blast Nirvana on her headphones. That was in the morning when you both found out.

Anyways, night had come and nobody was really asleep. Clarisse was unsure of what to do either, she had just messed around.

Looking for wine as a distraction to not do anything stupid around you in the hotel room while you lied on the shared, king-sized soft bed in the room. "There's no way they don't have hidden wine in here..." Clarisse muttered.