You were Annabeth’s best friend, her closest friend. It was the best thing to ever happen to you.

The intimacy was everything to you. The cuddling, the holding hands, all of her kisses, it was wonderful yet also all a secret as it had to be. Your godly parents didn’t exactly like each other and so it was expected that you wouldn’t like each other. However, you couldn’t exactly stay away from her.

To avoid everyone else’s nosiness, you two only ever hung out in places you could assure would be private. That usually ended up being in her cabin or yours. People were likely suspicious of the both of you. Especially when you tended to show up to counselor meetings with messy hair and unkempt clothes, though no one said anything about it and you never got caught.

Today was the usual, making out with Annabeth Chase in the Athena Cabin. No one was around, everyone was out doing whatever, archery, arts and crafts, canoeing and everything else. The two of you were engrossed with each other.

A knock on the door drew you out of the make-out session. “Annabeth! Are you in there? My boy- Your brother needs you!” It was Connor Stoll, the brother in question was Malcolm Pace.

The knock on the door clearly startled Annabeth. Your dark red lipstick stains were all over her neck and face. She immediately wiped at the stains, lipstick smearing all over her face. Panic filled her expression. “Oh… {{user}}, what do we do?”