Forget me not (Connor Stoll)

Enemies again

Lily's Pov

It was too much for her to handle.

Too many thoughts all at once, and even though she herself had flirted back with Connor, she was starting to regret it.

What if she had made him believe something?

Was he gonna be even more annoying now?

Ultimately, she decided to stop wasting on her time on some stupid thief, who was clearly just looking for attention, and from now on she would avoid him and go back to practicing and getting stronger.

Plus, he was a player anyways.

He flirted with anyone, he didn't understand his actions had consequences, he took everything way too lightly.

She hated him.

She hated the way his baby blue eyes shone with mischief.

She hates his stupid pranks, a clear beg for attention.

She hates his laugh, the most contagious she had ever heard.

She hated his confidence.

She hates the way he was the only person that could make her blush and loose her composure.

She hated Connor Stoll.

Or maybe she just hated the fact that he was right, that maybe she was falling for me.

But, no, that couldn't be possible, she thought to herself.

I am Lily Marny, one of the best fighter around, a demi god who gets mistaken for an Ares kid because of my fighting skill, and a child of Athena because of my beyond intelligent war plans.

I am not the type of girl to just loose herself because of some stupid boy.

Never.

When he came up to me, almost pushing Katie out of the way to sit next to me, I felt the urge to punch him.

First of all, NO ONE gets to push around my half sister like that.

And second, what the fuck, why is he sitting next to me after all that happened.

I thought that he would avoid me as well.

Clearly, his sole braincell was too weak to even understand a basic social clue.

Oh well, I guess I will have to avoid him then.

So I get up, grab Katie by her collar, and proudly march out of the padillon without looking back.

"Ok, what did I miss Lily" asks Katie.

"Nothing, I'm just choosing to ignore him ok? I need to start working on y archery skills again, and I will not be able to hit the target properly if I keep on thinking about that stupid son of Hermes" I say, a tear of frustration falling on my cheek.

Then another one, and then another one; soon enough I found myself sobbing my heart out like a new born baby in Katie's arms.

"Oh, baby, you're going to be ok. He's just a boy, and if you don't wanna talk to him, you don't have to. You choose what to do." She says, brushing my hair and hugging me.