you and percy were enemies. always fighting, always arguing, always doing things to annoy the other. and it got worse when you were chosen to go on a quest with percy, along with annabeth and grover too.

you four were in a forest far, far away when you started an argument. again. “do you want me to hit you!?” you asked angrily. “bring it on, wise girl.” he smirked.

you and percy had always had tension. wether it was romantically or not, it was tension. and it was hard to ignore.