All the girls fawned for Percy Jackson.

It was protocol, at this point. And he knew it.

So, he was a bit confused when you told him he wasn't your "type".

What the hell did that mean?! He was everyone's type.

So, being the arrogant, cocky boy he was, he suddenly, unannounced, barged into your cabin one day, fuming, and about to question you.

Though, the words died in his throat as he saw you. Damn it.

You were wearing close to nothing. How was he supposed to focus?