Percabeth: As We Grow

💕Love Is In The Air...(Part 3)💕

AN: So...which ship are you guys rooting for? Me, I'm sad Saluke never got to happen...

Anyways since you people don't want that, my second fav ship now is...Jasnie? Consper? Oh whatever. You guys choose. I'm going with Consper.

Enjoy! 😝

Jasper's POV

"Why're you here anyway?" I asked Connie, leaning forward.

She jabbed her thumb at Azalea. "Twerp's got her eyes set on someone. Apparently he goes here often. What's his name, sis? Clark?"

"It's Claris! Claris Rodriguez!" Azalea said sharply, then sighed dreamily.

"Aaaaand of course he's a year younger than her. And loves to pick fights. Of course my little sister would pick someone like that to crush over. And they're twelve and eleven, for gods' sake!"

"Whoa Feisty. Back up. First of all, Rodriguez? Loves to fight? That sounds like Clarisse and Chris's kid, who also goes to Camp Half-Blood!"

"It's a small world." Connie said, shrugging.

"Yeah." I nodded, smiling. "Second, this is why fate brought us together. Why the Fates brought us together. See? Even they ship us. Hey!"

She punched me hard in the stomach. I doubled over, wheezing.

"Even---even like this," I gasped, holding my poor stomach, "you're still---still so beautifu---ow! What was that for? It was a compliment, hello?"

"Shut up and stop flirting with me, Playboy." she growled. Then she mumbled something under her breath. I managed to hear: "...fall for...stupid heart...stupid fucking sexy playboy..."

"What was that I heard?" I teased.

Luckily she didn't punch me again, but I did get a death glare that Uncle Nico would've been proud of.

"I said you're so annoying." she snapped. But the blush on her face said otherwise.

"Y'know, the only girl who's ever intrigued me like this is you." I said softly.

"Yeah, right." she mumbled. "You just wanna get in my pants, then you'll throw me away. Just like every other girl you slept with."

"No I won't. You're different! I promise!" I was practically begging now.

"Uh-huh." Connie rolled her eyes. "As much as I hate to admit it, I am attracted to you in some strange, weird, disgusting way. But what matters is the fact that I am, so...promise me one thing and I'll kiss you. Heck, go out with you, even."

"Whatever it is, I'll do it." I said desperately. If my friends could see me now, they'd be rolling on the floor laughing. Jasper Grace, the infamous playboy who's slept with almost every girl in our school, reduced to a begging pile of helpless lovesick puppy.

That was what Connie Stoll and her terrifying fierce beauty did to me.

"You have to stop fucking all those other girls." she spat bitterly. "Or flirting." she added before I could protest. "For a month. Then---we can give us a try. Maybe."

"And what if---what if I can't?" I said nervously.

"Then---in the very likely chance that it will happen, Playboy, we won't talk. Ever again."

"But I---" I started, but she ignored me and continued on.

"Won't be friends, definitely won't be 'lovers'." At this, she made little air quotes with her fingers. It was so cute. "As much as that would break my stupid heart, that's what I'll do if you can't keep your promise."

How could I refuse and give up the chance to be with Connie Stoll?

But if I didn't, we would just be friends. I would never get to have a future with her, kiss her everyday, slip a ring onto her finger as wedding bells chimed, have kids together, grow old and wrinkly together.

"I'll do it." I said determinedly.

"Swear on the River Styx." Connie stood up, hands on her hips.

"I swear on the River Styx I won't even look at other girls for a month, much less flirt, kiss, fuck, or any other romantic gesture." I declared, standing up as well.

The sky rumbled with thunder.

"I hope you can keep your promise." Connie nodded solemnly to me.

Then she leapt up, light as a butterfly, and kissed me on the cheek.

AN: I think this "Love Is In The Air" theme will have like 20 parts...hahahaha. Enjoy binge-reading 'em!