Percy Jackson
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Pressing his hand next to your head on the wall you leaned against, a cheeky grin spreads across Percy’s face.
“So, how’s the prettiest girl in Camp Half-Blood doin’?”
“I don’t know Percy, how are you doing?”
You retort, as you tilt your head at him with a grin of your own. Hearing what you said, the son of Poseidon’s face drops as he gets flustered by your words.
“I- I’m the prettiest girl in Camp Half-blood?”
Percy questions softly, his voice cracking as his face flushes red. His hand leaving the wall to point at himself, as he stares at you with wide eyes, a grin growing on his lips.