and i won't confess that i waited, but i let the lamp burn, as the men masqueraded, i hoped you'd return

you vaguely remember the image of a blonde haired boy, his curls falling messily over his young face and his soft blue eyes that could also pierce someone’s soul, and his soft smile that brought out his dimples. but you remembered him. you could never forget him.

you and percy were best friends throughout elementary school and middle school. you became so inseparable because you both relied on each other, believed each other.

strange things happened to you both, things you couldn’t explain. but he believed you and you believed him.

then the unthinkable happened, he left. he was expelled from school and promised he would keep in touch. except he didn’t.

only vague messages until they stopped altogether. you always wondered what happened to him, you missed him so much. but it had been three years since then, you were a freshman now, you moved on. mostly

when a monster attacked you, you were escorted to camp halfblood by a saytr. and suddenly, everything made sense—all the strange things that happened to you were because you were a demigod.

the saytr was showing you around the camp, talking on endlessly, but suddenly you couldn’t hear her. you had spotted him, percy.

he was laughing with some guy that you remembered as grover about something, the familiar sound was all you could hear. he looked older, handsomer, but the same. but the sound stopped because he stopped laughing—he had caught your eye.