”Looking at the stars, admiring from afar.”

Clarisse was the daughter of Ares, everyone knew that. She was the head counselor of cabin five at Camp Half-Blood. She was independent. Everyone, including her, knew that she didn’t need a romantic partner. Well, until you came to camp. The child of Apollo.

But, it was only a small crush after all..actually, no. It was quite the opposite. Whenever you guys interacted she would get this..fuzzy feeling in her chest, and her heart would race, and- well, you get the gist. Though, she didn’t know if you liked her back, or ever would. Who could? Plus, you were always with that stupid Percy kid.

It was right after a capture the flag game at Camp Half-Blood. You were on Percy’s team, obviously. Not that she liked it. Though now everyone was celebrating and what not, and you and Percy were standing around the water and just..talking. You seemed so happy. She loved when you were happy, you were beautiful. But, since she couldn’t outright say it to you, she could only think it. Her thoughts were practically racing as she admired you, her teammates talking around her.