The devil doesn't wear Prada

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Renée loved movies. And the only thing that she loved more than movies was Meryl Streep. It wasn't love it was adoration, yes she adored Meryl Streep. Her favourite film with Meryl was Postcards from the Edge. She also loved Anne Hathaway. So when during the Meryl Streep marathon (who lasted at least 4 day, with pause) they begain to play The devils wears Prada she was estatic... Until she realised that she had mythology class. She excused herself from the cabin, dragging Will with her and walked to the amphitheatre were the class was at.
"Sooooo how's it goin'" asked Will, happily
" I don't know. I mean it hurts seeing so many people that we grew up with are in Kronos' army. Especially all your siblings,Chris and Luke. I loved them I still do. I just miss them here. I miss Jane teaching me how to do chords on a lyre, Chris doing the most stupid jokes and Luke doing his little speeches. I miss the old time. Yeah. I'm nostalgic. Sorry I rambled"
At the mention of Jane, Will tensed. Jane was an Apollo kid. The greatest if you ask them. But she never really loved the gods, especially her father. When Renée-Vivienne arrived at camp Jane was already there, she was unclaimed. A few days later Will arrived and a week after the best friends got claimed. Jane was still unclaimed. And she stayed like this until she came back from a very dangerous quest with a broken arm, her legs twisted in impossible angle and only one friend. Apollo only claimed her then. When she learned that she could never walk again. That she couldn't ever be same. And Jane was lucky. Some demigods never get claimed. And they are forced to fight for people who didn't care about them and acted like spoiled children. The worst part is probably that the most honorary thing that a demigod could do is to get a quest.
A suicidal task.
Where to many lives where thrown away just because gods decided too. Sometimes, Renée thinks that Jane was right,that the gods were bullshits and don't deserve to live. But only sometimes. And this time, the only thing Renée thought about was her friends. Percy, Annabeth, Thalia, Nico and Will. She loved them dearly. She loved everyone at camp dearly. Even Chiron and Clarisse. She needed to talk to them, her friends. Renée-Vivienne stopped in her tracks and enveloped Will in a hug. He stiffened at first and hugged her back and cried. He cried a lot. He cried his loss, his tiredness and everything he had in him onto her shoulder. She let him do. He did the same Castor died,when she came back from her quest to save Lady Artemis,when Luke betrayed them and when she spent her first night alone in cabin 12. Renée and Will. In that specific order. Forever and evermore.
"Lets ditch the class" whispered Renée-Vivienne into the medic ear. He grinned, took her hand and runned with Renée behind him towards the lake

 He grinned, took her hand and runned with Renée behind him towards the lake

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Will was swimming and Renée was drinking sparkling apple juice in the cave. She was wearing a black and white swimsuit with her sunglasses. During these times, hanging out with her friends was her favourite past times. She also liked watching Will drown in the lake. Bur suddenly, he totally disappeared. Renée-Vivienne called him, no response, she went in the water to find her friend and felt something pulling her under. When she came  back to the surface. She so Will laughing his ass off.
" Stop, you stupid light stick"
"Oi! Don't use that! It's degrading."
"The only degrading thing with you is your face"
Will mocked a shocked expression and splashed her. Renée splashed back. And they fought like this for a good ten minutes. They got out of the water and talked about everything.
"Did you know that back in Texas, the priest of my village though I was Jesus" asked Will.
"Yeah."
"Oh. Well did I told you that I asked the same priest if the devil really wore Prada?"
"Does he?"
"No"
" That's so disappointing"
" What"
" Well the devil doesn't wear Prada!" said Renée-Vivienne, putting a blue sheer dress on top of her swimsuit.
" Of course he doesn't. And I know it because I'm his daughter" replied a voice behind the two halfblood.
Clarisse La Rue.
Clarisse watched them both from head to toe, more judge them than watched them.
" Is it the dress you wore the day that we met" asked Ares' favourite child to the daughter of Dionysius.
" Why?Do you like it on me La Rue."
Responded Vivienne jockingly
"Actually I think you'll look better without it and under me" smirked Clarisse.
This was basically how Renée-Vivienne and Clarisse's relationship worked. Clarisse said something, Renée flirted with it and Clarisse flirted back. And her replies never failed to make Renée-Vivienne blush.
" Theres so much sexual tension here that I can't breathe. I mean go fuck with each other" whistled Will
" What is sexual tension ?" asked a voice.

AN:I hoped that you liked this chapter

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AN:
I hoped that you liked this chapter. I really really like Will and Renée relationship. Who do you think the voice is?
I DO NOT OWN PERCY JACKSON AND THE OLYMPIANS, ALL RIGHTS BELONG TO RICK RIORDAN. I DO OWN RÉNÉE-VIVIENNE LEDOUX

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