starfish ✴︎ - clarisse la rue

five. capture the flag, and annihilating the new kid (and his pretty sister)

  𝑰𝑻 𝑭𝑬𝑳𝑻 𝑳𝑰𝑲𝑬 𝑨 𝑵𝑶𝑹𝑴𝑨𝑳 𝑫𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑴 a demigod would get, that's what Clarisse La Rue thought.

  She was getting ready to fight, looking at herself in the full body mirror with her armor and spear, ready to fight for the camp. Then, out of nowhere, a girl with blonde hair and chocolate brown eyes appeared, hugging Clarisse before walking out of cabin five, seeming to have been there on a regular because of how unfazed the mystery girl was to the vibrant red colored walls that were littered with weapons hung up.

  It had also seemed to be a normal thing for her to hug Clarisse, and for her to not seemed fazed by it, but seemingly feel butterflies in her stomach upon the touch.

  Then the dream would fade away into another moment with the same girl, except it was just them alone in a dark space, the blonde girl clinging to Clarisse as she sobbed into her shoulder. Clarisse just comforting her as if it was her job to do so.

  Then it faded again to another moment, the moment showing the blonde girl on the floor in front of Clarisse with blood around her, a puddle forming around as a big oval shape formed through her shirt and armor, Clarisse holding the bloody spear. The sobs, grunts, and pleads being heard from the girl.

  Then, she would wake up. Clarisse La Rue would wake up from that dream everyday for the next two weeks until that mysterious girl appeared at camp.

Clarisse La Rue had told both her best friends, Silena Beauregard and Emery Higgens about the dream, only keeping out where Clarisse thought she had killed the girl.

The two had reassured the Ares girl that to not worry about it and that it was just a random dream; even though they knew dreams like those were something to take serious. Clarisse just brushed the dream off, trying not think much of it until the mystery girl showed up at camp with her brother.

Clarisse had convinced both Silena and Emery to go with her to the infirmary that night, to see if it actually was the girl, and it was. What they sadly didn't know was that she wasn't asleep.

Clarisse tried to forget about everything, trying to take her mind off of it with spearing or bullying other campers. It had worked momentarily until Emery had informed them the mystery girl, Rory was her name, had been awake that night in the infirmary.

The next day she had surprisingly bumped into them, not really taking into account it was Rory and her brother, her instincts taking over before her mind and pushing the blonde boy to the ground.

She didn't expect the girl to get so defensive over her brother, but yet again, she didn't have actual siblings to know how defensive real siblings got over each other.

Clarisse absolutely hated how Rory made her not be able to speak, to not think of words that she would be able to think of so quick if it were someone else. She could feel herself about to stumble over her words and try and keep her confidence up, but if she had stayed their in Rory's presence, she would have started stuttering and embarrass herself more than what she already was.

That night, Clarisse had done what she called her "Inanition Ceremony" to Percy, which just consisted of two of her cabin siblings dunking his head in toilet water. But it didn't go as planned. Clarisse was actually thankful Rory hadn't walked in because she didn't know what she would have done if she had walked in.