━━ ❝ 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 to shine like a star you must burn
like one ❞
•--• ✹ •--•
[ i. completed / edited
ii. previously called folklore
iii. extended summary inside
iv. book 1 of the greek tragedy series ]
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
━━━━━━━ "FOR YOU" she handed Percy a bracelet with blue and white beads and two letter 'P' and 'J' beads.
Their group had arts and crafts first thing in the morning and Cassie had decided to make feel Percy Jackson less lonely.
He looked at the bracelet confused "huh?"
She grinned "it's a friendship bracelet"
He gave her a small smile "then I have to make one back"
*
They had settled into the rhythm of Annie teaching latin to Percy and Cassie showing him around camp and acting as a tour guide (a very funny tour guide).
Percy sucked at running, arts and crafts and hand to hand combat. But he didn't suck at canoe racing so Cassie tried to lift his spirits with that.
Who cared if you couldn't kill a monster if you could run away in a canoe? (Percy wasn't too happy when he heard that).
Percy sometimes would zone out, Cassie guessed it was because of his mother and she would try to distract him with some stupid joke or random art fact.
The day passed and it was finally afternoon, the brunette was with the Apollo cabin in advanced archery.
"Cassie come! Percy is about to get pummelled by Luke!" She left her arrow and followed Will Sollace and Lee Jordan to were a group of people were.
Percy poured iced water on his head, his back hair and t-shirt damp.
Percy looked at her and smiled, she grinned in return with a thumbs up.
Luke and Percy began sparring, Percy's blade hit the base of Luke's and he twisted, putting his hole weight into a downward thrust.
Luke's sword rattled against the stones. The tip of Percy's blade an inch from his undefended chest.
The other campers were silent.
Percy lowered his sword. "Um, sorry."
For a moment, Luke was too stunned to speak.
"Sorry?" His scarred face broke into a grin. "By the gods, Percy why are you sorry? Show me how you did that again!"
They did it again and this time it was Percy's sword on the floor.
Cassie began making theories. They weren't good. But things weren't usually good for a halfblood.
*
Friday was Cassie's favourite day of the week and that Friday there was capture the flag.
Cassie loved capture the flag but it usually depended on her mood.
