BOOK 1: THE TITANS CURSE → THE LAST OLYMPIAN
[ includes bonus chapters!! ]
percy jackson x fem!oc
warning: characters DO swear!!
[book 1 in the fashionista collection]
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bonus chapter #2 y'all!!!
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"WHY, HELLO THERE", a calm voice greeted. A voice that still caused butterflies in Zola's stomach to flutter every time. Zola lay on her bed listening to her music jamming in the background as she sketched her latest inspired design.
She looked up to the voice and noticed a mist image where, Percy sat at a desk doing..homework?
"What's cookin', good lookin'".
Percy snorted. "Math homework", he said with a stretch and groan.
"Damn, talk about a demigod dyslexic nightmare".
"Yup", Percy laughed as he spun his pen around his fingers.
"This is so random but I'll never get how you spin your pen around your fingers so smoothly".
Percy stopped as if he hadn't even realised he was doing it and looked at his hands for a moment, before chuckling. "I didn't even notice, ADHD side effects probably".
"It's a hot one".
"Yeah?", Percy asked with a smirk sitting up.
"Yeah", Zola confirmed as they smiled at each other for a literal minute straight.
Percy cleared his throat, "Anyways, I called to ask if we were still on for tonight?"
"Of course but mom's home".
"So, no making out then?".
"Dude!", Zola exclaimed with a laugh.
"What? It was a genuine question", Percy defended with a grin as he leaned back on his chair.
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"Zola, can you get the door please?", Zola's mother's voice called as the doorbell rung loudly through the house.
"Yeah, mom. Sure", Zola yelled back as she put on a green t-shirt before rushing down the staircase and swinging open the front door.
There, she found Percy with his hair slightly ruffled just as she liked it, with a black puffer coat that really complimented his sea-green eyes as they twinkled with mischievousness.
"Hey, gorgeous".
Zola rushed forwards and jumped into his open arms, giving him a tight hug.
"Someone's excited to see me", he teased as he hugged her back arms tight around her waist.
"Duh", Zola murmured as she stepped back even though their eyes still traced each other's faces.
"That's good to hear", he chuckled as he affectionately cupped her cheek, tucking her hair behind her ear. He then gently brushed his thumb against her cheeks. "Eyelash", he whispered.
