PERCY JACKSON AND THE LIGHTNING THIEF - UNCLAIMED

4. Clarisse Tries a New Perfume

[Clarisse's Pov]

"Clarisse, why don't you go polish your spear or something," Annabeth said, looking tired of the conversation.

"Sure, Miss Princess. It'll help when I run you through with it on Friday," I countered, glaring at her for extra measure.

"Erre es korakas! You don't stand a chance," she shouted out. I was going to charge her but Y/n grabbed me before I could.

"We'll pulverise you," I fetl my eye twitch. Only if Y/n joined our side but I kept that part quiet. I turned to the new guy.
"Who's the little runt?"

"Percy Jackson meet Clarisse, daughter of Ares," Annabeth said to the runt.

"Like.... the war god?" The idiot asked, clearly confused.

"No, she's much better," Y/n said from behind me. I ignored that but felt myself grin at it.

"Got a problem with that?" I asked while glaring at him.

"No, it explains the bad smell," The runt snarkily respond with. I could feel Y/n glaring at him while shaking his head in annoyance.

"We got an intiation ceremony for newbies, Prissy," I growled out at him. Y/n grabbed me and I knew what he was trying to tell me. He didn't have to talk for that but I just patted his head before gently pushing him away. He sighed before nodding at me.

"Percy," the runt said as if I cared.

"Whatever. I'll show you," I said to him before passing my jacket to Y/n who took it and put it on.

"Clarisse, come on-," Wise girl tried to say.

"Stay out of it Wise girl," I snapped at her.
Percy passed the minotaur to her as he looked like he was expecting a fight. As if.

I grabbed him and started to drag him to the toilets. He kicked and swung at me. Trying to break free. It was desperate, pathetic. Some of my brothers and sisters, who gathered around after spotting us, started to laugh at him. I saw Y/n hiding behind a tree, using it as cover. Why? I focused back on Prissy, not caring why Y/n would hide.

"Like he's 'big three' material. Yeah, right. Minotaur probably fell over laughing, he was so stupid looking," I snarkily said while my siblings laughed harder at that.

I put him on his knees as I shoved his head deeper into the toilet bowl. He was straining against me but it was only a matter of time before his head was in the water. The plumbing started to rumble, the pipes looked like they would explode and I was hit by toilet water. I loosened my grip on him. He got up as another batch of water sprayed me. My siblings tried to help but six toilets and some showers shot water out as were pushed out and onto our asses. Other campers gathered to gawk at us causing me to be even angrier at Prissy. When I saw, I sent him the nastiest glare I could. With all my hatred in it.

"You are dead, new boy. You are totally dead," I growled out at him with so much anger in my voice that I was suprised he responded.

"You want to gargle with toilet water again, Clarisse? Close your mouth," he said with grin on his face. I started to charge at him to kill him before I heard Y/n shout.

"Clarisse, don't you bloody dare! You got your ass kicked, suck it up," he said as he got closer causing my anger to flare at him.

"Get out of my way, punk," Y/n just rolled his eyes at me before leaning into me to whisper something.

"Save it for capture the flag. If you 'accidently' stab him, can you be blamed? Just apart of the game, I suppose," he whispered to me while grinning. I nodded at him, he was right. I should save it for then. He then started to drag me away to my cabin while waving goodbye to the croud. As we walked away he whispered to me.

"Not a fan of the new perfume, eau de toilette does not suit you," He laughed as he dragged me away.

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[Y/n's Pov]

After getting Clarisse back to her cabin to clean up. I reluctantly gave her back her jacket. She took it but said I can wear it when I want which made me happier. I left Clarisse to go help Silena with her younger siblings.

"Y/n, thank the gods your here. I need help with them. They won't listen to me," Silena told me as soon as I entered the cabin.

"Yeah, i'll help Sil. Don't worry about it," I said to her while sitting down on her bed.

"Thank you. I'll go get them," she hugged me before gathering the children.

"Ok, who wants to hear a story?" I ask the children, they all nod their heads. One sticks their hands up.

"Didn't you come here with Annabeth?" Claire asked timidly

"Yes, yes I did. Why?" I questioned kindly

"Why do you have four beads while Annabeth has 5?" She asked while everyone looked at me as if this answer would change their lives.

"Oh, that story is fun. I ran away from camp," I nonchantly stated. The children gasped. Looks of confusion on their face.

"Y/n are you gonna tell us about the year you went missing?" Silena suddenly asked. She was always curious about that.

"I suppose I could, I was 10 at the time. Bored, angry and feeling stuck. So I decided to run from the camp," I told them as I began telling them that story.