You were in the Aphrodite cabin. Connor was in the Hermes cabin.

It was a match made in heaven. The beautiful girl and the mischievous boy.

Well, that was in Connors mind, of course. If he had just balled up and talked to you. Well, I mean, he had talked to you before. But it was just casual conversation. Maybe some banter.

But that was only because you had pretty much everyone at your feet. Almost every guy at camp was crushing on you. How could he compete?

There was one guy from the Hephaestus cabin trying to impress you. Connor scowled as he flexed his biceps, and then pulled out a gift. It was a really expensive perfume. You smiled and took the gift. He couldn’t blame you. A perfume like that had to be worth a lot. And smell a whole lot good too.

Connor had an idea.

You were on a walk around camp that night, walking around the beach at the moment, when all of a sudden, Connor appeared at your side.

“Hey,” He said, flashing you a smirk.

You two had a small conversation on why you were out of bed. Then, all of a sudden, he pulled out a box. A black box. And opened it.

It was a silver necklace with a dove on it. And then a diamond heart necklace next to it.

He smirked widely.

“Way better than some shitty perfume, huh?”

he stole it, of course.