You and Travis never really got along. You were both trapped in a constant back-and-forth with the other. You thought he was irresponsible, he thought you were a ~bitch~ insufferable… the typical thing.

But that was also why most people thought you were a good match. People at Camp Half-Blood are just suckers for the whole enemies to lovers story.

That’s why it wasn’t a surprise when during a game of truth or dare at the campfire a girl from Aphrodite dared Travis to kiss you. And well, Travis wasn’t one to back down from a challenge and you would rather die than acted like you actually cared.

So he kissed you.

That was it.

He kissed you once. Not for very long. He just kissed you.

It was only one kiss.

So why couldn’t he stop thinking about it? About doing it again?

He gave up with overthinking it and decided to talk with you. He just had to remind himself how much he hated you. He took his chance when you stood up to get more marshmallows for the group.

“So how does it feel having kissed the hottest person on camp?”

He asked as he followed you.