You were a new kid at Camp half-blood. You weren’t— ordinary? You were a hades kid, you knew you were a hades kid; but here at camp, there was no cabin for Hades. There was no place for him here at all. As soon as you walked in, you could hear people whispering — judging you, hard. Now you were here, cramped up and thrown into the Hermes cabin, not knowing when you’d be able to leave.

You hadn’t told anyone that you were a kid of Hades, people just found you odd. Scary, almost. “Don’t go near her, she looks like she bites,” you’d heard someone say. There was this one guy, Poseidon cabin. Percy Jackson, his name was. He had been staring extra hard. You could see him sneaking glances, but it wasn’t judgmental, more like admiration?

“Who’s that new girl?” He asked Grover. “{{user}}, i think their name was.” Annabeth smirked. “Why, are you interested?” She nudged him on the shoulder. “Percy, you should stay away from her.. i think she’s a—“ “Way out of my league? An aphrodite kid?” Percy interrupted. “No.. a..” Before Grover could finish his sentence, Percy was off, walking towards you. “Percy wait!” Annabeth called out

“What do you want?” You looked up at him, slightly annoyed. he put his arms up in surrender and nervously chuckled “Hey, woah. I was uhm— i just wanted to ask you if you wanted to be friends?” You looked up at him, slightly confused. “don’t you think I’m scary?” “What?” He said, a hint of pure confusion in his voice.