In Between

She Know He'll Always Be There

It's a crisp morning in Vancouver, and the *Percy Jackson* cast is buzzing with excitement. They've just wrapped filming for the day when a new face arrives on set. Word spreads quickly: Lacy, the latest addition to the ensemble, is here to play a minor role as one of Aphrodite's daughters.

Y/N hears murmurs from the crew, everyone intrigued by the new arrival. When Lacy steps onto the set, it's hard not to notice her. She seems to glide, her skin glowing in the soft afternoon light, and there's a subtle grace in how she carries herself—like she's been doing this forever. Everything about her radiates an effortless charm.

Lacy, with her delicate features and soft, almost ethereal beauty, is greeted warmly by everyone she meets. She smiles sweetly, her voice soft and inviting as she introduces herself. There's no air of arrogance, just a natural warmth that draws people in. She's exactly what you'd expect from someone cast as a daughter of Aphrodite—beautiful and poised, with an easygoing demeanor that instantly puts others at ease.

Y/N watches from a distance, lingering near Dior as the cast gathers around Lacy to welcome her. Dior catches her watching, nudging her gently with an elbow. "She's gorgeous, huh?"

Y/N nods slowly, biting the inside of her cheek. There's no denying it—Lacy is beautiful. Almost too perfect, like something out of a fairy tale. "Yeah, she is."

"Don't worry," Dior says with a wink. "You've still got the coolest role."

Y/N laughs, but there's a twinge of discomfort in her chest. It's not about the roles—they're playing different characters, after all. It's something else. Something she can't quite put her finger on.

As they head to the trailers for a break, Walker approaches, grinning from ear to ear. "Hey, did you guys meet Lacy yet?"

"Not yet," Dior says, gesturing toward the group. "But we've seen her. Seems nice."

Walker nods enthusiastically. "She is. I met her a little while ago. She's super chill."

Y/N raises an eyebrow. "Already made friends?"

He shrugs, still smiling. "You know me. I like meeting new people."

Y/N tries to keep her tone light, but there's a flicker of something unspoken behind her words. "Yeah, I bet you do."

Walker doesn't seem to notice the shift, or if he does, he doesn't mention it. He's too busy watching the group gather around Lacy, laughing and introducing themselves.

Later that day, Y/N finally gets her chance to meet Lacy. The introduction is brief, but pleasant. Lacy's smile is soft, and she seems genuinely kind as she thanks Y/N for the warm welcome.

But as they part ways, Y/N can't shake the strange feeling creeping into her chest. It's not that she dislikes Lacy—how could she? Lacy is sweet, friendly, and almost impossible not to like.

But it's hard to ignore the way everyone seems to light up around her. Especially Walker.

And so, as the sun sets on another day of filming, Y/N can't help but wonder if things are about to get a little more complicated.