forum Percy Jackson!

Started January 14, 2019 by @Hawkeye

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“Because I definitely haven’t done that before.” She said sarcastically.

“Stop giving me anxiety.” Trent complained quietly. “I would prefer if you did not meet the others at the academy anyways. Especially not Finnigan.” His cheeks subtly began to grow red again after mumbling the other boy’s name.

“Finnigan?” Lydia asked, raising and eyebrow.

Trenton mumbled something so quiet that it was incoherent. He then pushed Lydia lightly. “Don’t give me that face.”

“What was that?” Lydia asked, smirking.

“He’s a friend.” Trent grumbled. “A straight one at that.”

“Ugh.” Lydia said. “Having crushes on straight people sucks.”

“It’s been years.” Trent sighed, raking his hands through his hair. “But I’m demi, you know? Not just in the god way. It’s hard to like someone I don’t know. So I’m just… stuck.”

“I get it.” Lydia said, nodding.

He let a quiet frustrated groan escape his throat. “Why can’t everyone love me? My life would be astonishingly easier.”

“Because that’s not how life works. Can’t you imagine how boring life would be if there were no conflict? If everyone loved everyone?”

“That would be a dream, dwarf. I’m rather tired of fighting.”

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“Maybe it’s a dream for you, but it sounds like a nightmare to me. Everyone loving each other all the time? No drama?”

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“Luckily for you I cannot fathom our world as peaceful.” Trenton snorted playfully.

“True.” Lydia felt her eyes widen. “Oh dear gods I’m an idiot!”

Trenton flinched, startled by Lydia’s shout. “Is everything alright?”

“Yeah, sorry.” Lydia said, scrambling to her feet. “My brother and I have an agreement that he leaves with his friends until about 1:00, then I come and get him and we hang out. He’s going to kill me.”

“Sorry Lydia, I should’ve been more aware of the time.” Trent got to his feet. “You can head out. I don’t like to be seen without gel in my hair by the rest of camp. It makes me look undignified.”

“It really doesn’t. Come on, just this once, don’t look the most presentable you can possibly be.”

Trent sent a longing look at the cabinet with his hair gel before grumbling “Alright.” And heading towards the door. “I’m going to complain about this though.” He warned.

“Meh, I’ll tune it out.” Lydia said, heading for the dining pavillion.

Trent trailed after her, almost obsessively smoothing out his hair as they walked.