Write me a letter

The first Letter

Dear yn
I don't know what else to do
My feelings for you have been consuming me
I can't focus can't sit still for a moment without my mind drifting towards you
And I know you probably aren't into this sappy shit and neither am i but I didn't know how else to express my feelings
From ~

The letter had appeared in the armory wedged between the body and string of her bow. It seemed like whoever wrote it wanted to write their name but decided against it leaving just a scribble. The author was right she wasn't really into sappy stuff but she did find the letter weirdly cute. It was time for training though so she decided to put the letter in her pocket  And grabbed her spear.

Clarissa was waiting in front of the armory taping her spear on the floor ."what took you so long?".
"Just pretty full you know " yn decided not to mention the letter though the two liked training together but they were hardly friends. She didn't want to risk whatever they did have by bringing her personal life into it." Okay let's go before the little brats take all the good sparing spots ".Clarisse explained already walking away. The reason the two often trained together a lot was because you were one of the few campers wich favored a spears over swords in close combat . Wich requires different training than using a standard short sword .
"We will spar first yn" "should we not do some warm up stretches first "yn pleaded "no now are you going to spar with me or not  cause I can just find another loser to replace you if you don't want to" "n-no let's start " this wasn't a normal sparring session clarisse was angry it took yn a little to long to figure that out if she had realized it earlier she would have never agreed to spar with her . It was safe to say clarisse was more dangerous than usual when she was angry .her movement where faster her blows stronger .yn was already sweating buckets when clarisse beat you with a dirty trick tripping her . Causing her to slam down onto the floor face forward. Her nose had already began gushing out blood before she was able to stand up . All she heard was a whispers "shit" from clarisse ." Come on let's take you to the infirmary " she grabbed yn from under her arm and dragged her to the infirmary.

„It's not that bad a little ambrosia will fix this in no time where kinda busy right now so you are going to have to wait a little „ the kid gave her a rag for the blood and pointed her to a chair. Clarisse stood infront of her "tell me when you're ready to train again " where Clarisses only words before she left no apology no quick sorry for breaking your nose nothing. These were the kind of things that made it hard to like clarisse no matter how strong and beautiful clarisse could be .it still seemed as though the only emotion she could express was anger.

Author's note
I haven't written anything on here for a while but I just saw the lack of clarisse fics and I had to do something about it . I'm sorry if theirs any inaccuracies in pjo lore I haven't read the books just watched the show and musical and read a lot of fics