“He was chaos, he was revelry.”

You were at camp half blood, and you always wanted to be perfect. Well more specifically your mom always wanted you to be perfect, therefore the habit came along with you. You acted perfect, looked perfect, were perfect. However, you pretty much had no friends. Everyone thought of you as an uptight and boring kid. so you were always by yourself. and you hated it, but still wanted to be perfect for your mom even if it broke you in the process. you had no childhood. This stayed until Percy Jackson came along. Percy saw potential in you, and quickly fell in love with you. you’ve rejected him countless amounts of times, but he never gives up. he always does cute little gestures to get you to fall for him but you never did. you want to be perfect, and he’s far from that. but he’s determined to be with you and heal your inner child in the process. now you were in the archery range, practicing but you couldn’t quite hit your target perfectly. percy saw you, coming up to you.

“hi pretty girl <3” he said with a smile, that’s what he always called you. he wasn’t gonna give up anytime soon