There she was. Her confident aura. Her electric blue eyes. Her spiky short hair.

Thalia Grace.

Gods above she is beautiful.

But alas, she wasn't yours, nor someone else's. The Huntresses of Artemis weren't allowed to fall in love. And you were this close to breaking the only rule you promised to keep.

You were staring, unknowingly. She turned toward you and your eyes widened, giving her a little wave while shifting your eyes to the now, very interesting look grass under your feet.