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# HER — PERCY JACKSON AND THE OLYMPIANS !
CHAPTER II it will always be her no matter what.
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THE SUN WAS SHINING, BIRD'S WERE CHIRPING, and clarisse's rambling could all be heard in the apollo cabin.
"-i mean how the hell do you even kill a minotaur already?! that guy is only twelve?!" clarisse paced back and forth in your room, her hands running through her curls.
"cmon clarisse, it's not that serious. he killed a minotaur, so what?" i laid in my bed tuning my guitar.
"ugh you don't understand [name]." clarisse huffed.
"please. i don't understand? clarisse i can literally read you like a book." i laughed.
"alright then. what am i thinking right now?" she turned around.
"you think he's lying." i looked up at her.
"what-?! no i'm not!" she looked at me in shock.
"see? i was right. your facial expression says it all." i smirked.
"whatever. but either way he has to be lying. no way a kid that young can kill a minotaur on his way to camp. most can't even get in a few steps before they're thrown off this earth!" clarisse went back to her back and forth pacing.
i then got up from my bed and stopped clarisse by grabbing her shoulders.
"look clarisse, stop worrying about this kid. he's like what? two years younger than us?" i looked at her facial expressions which seemed to be a mixture of embarrassment and rage.
"yes.." clarisse mumbled.
"exactly. he's two younger than us and probably doesn't know any better. now. let. it. goooooo." i let go of her shoulders.
"now if you don't mind me, im off to go teach some campers how to play the guitar."
"fine." clarisse slumped her shoulders.
"cmon now, don't be all like that." i walked up to her giving her a hug which i received back in milliseconds.
"alright alright. only for you though." clarisse smiled.
"thank you. now i actually have to go before im late. byeee clarisse." i pulled back and smiled at her before leaving out the door.
"bye [name]." clarisse admired you from afar.
see now, you've always made clarisse feel a type of way. though, she couldn't figure out what that feeling was.
those feelings clarisse went through, she didn't know if it was from her becoming weak, or becoming weak for you.
though all she knows is that they start happening when you're around.
during sword practice, she always tells herself to do her best and to beat whoever she's against because she knows your watching.
during the campfire when you and your cabin do their everyday sing along, she's always looking at you with straight admiration for the way your voice carries out such melodies.
what's hysteric is how even during capture the flag, clarisse is seen to purposely avoid you so that she doesn't have to fight and even when she does, she does her best to not gain your attention so that she can avoid fighting you.
not because she's scared about fighting you, please, she's known to be the strongest combat fighter at camp half-blood, but because she's scared that she might hurt you.
but even through all these signs and feelings that clarisse has, she still cannot identify wether or not she's inlove with you platonically or romantically.
either way, she wouldn't have the guts to tell you even if she did know.
she doesn't wanna risk another friendship like this one. your her everything and she doesn't wanna ruin that even if it means that she has to suppress her feelings and pretend like everything is normal.
but one thing that she is definitely aware of is that she doesn't want to see you with anybody else but her.
she hates it when luke comes up to you and wraps his arm around your shoulder while the both of you walk to your next activity. i mean yeah luke's dad did build your dads lyre but still!
he shouldn't have his arm all on your shoulder. that's how clarisse sees it.
or how whenever you're seen by yourself walking around, some of the boys from the other cabins think it's an invitation to try and gain your attraction.
clarrise herself would hurt every single one of those figures mentioned. but she can't.
she can't because her reason for doing-so can't be said. not a single soul on camp half-blood can know about her reasoning for feeling such resentment towards the ones who show interest in you.
what would you even say if you figured out? clarrise couldn't bare to even think about that thought before her mind would start spiraling into a abyss of scenarios.
getting up to distract her from her own thoughts, clarrise decided to fight her thinking away by heading to the training grounds to spar with some campers.
"okayyy..you put your finger there and then strum it against the string to create a sound." you directed the eager 11 year old how to play.
"now repeat that with strings two, four, and six." getting up from your spot, you decided to take a break from teaching and go to a certain area not too far away from the campers.
looking around, you saw clarrise not too far away at the training grounds sparring with a few campers.
you admired her stance, the way she held the blade, the fierce look in her eyes that were ready for a duel.
all of these factors are the reason you fell for clarrise la rue.
she was such a talented girl in your eyes. and a pretty at most too. the way her hair looked so majestic in the sun, her smile beaming, the confidence she had.
clarrise wasn't just any regular girl you've met. she was a girl that you wanted to have something more with. not just a mere friendship between one another.
though you had a feeling she had feelings for you too, you didn't wanna risk it for just being a sort of way her showing her love for you as a friend.
with that, you suppressed your feelings as well till you felt ready to speak to the curly headed girl about how you felt one day.
