Panda Sweaters Are Great Intro's

OH MY GOD SHE LIKES PANDA'S TOO???

AN: Peterandpan is basically co-writing this with me so a GIANT thanks to her!
Disclaimer: I'm BORROWING PJO/HOO. I'll give them back when uncle Rick learns to give my children happiness. Please don't sue me, I am a smol emo potato.

Frank shuffled off to art class in the opposite direction he came. He knew Piper and Hannah could fight, but he never expected them to go off like that. Then he remembered what Piper had said to him when she came out; you call one of us that word, you call all of us that. It's a spit in the face to all of us.

Frank understood, it's as bad as any racial slur people have called him...

"Um, excuse me," a quiet voice interrupted his thoughts. Frank looked up to see a petite girl handing a paper to their art teacher. Ms. Kinsey nodded and pointed to an empty chair across the room.

"Alright, get out your pens and continue your patterns!" Ms. Kinsey shouted. Frank continued to work on his clumsy scrawl until the final bell rang, signaling the end of class.

Frank was about to finish packing up when it suddenly hit him. That girl was Hazel. She must have gotten her schedule changed.

Frank was so shocked, he barely noticed he was the last one out. Outside, he accidentally walked into Hazel.

"Oh- hey- uhm- you're Frank, right?" She asked.

Frank didn't know what to do. It was THE Hazel Levesque and he just walked into her. So naturally all he could manage to stutter out was;

"Uh- I- I like pandas too," he gestured to her sweater. Hazel blushed and looked down. "I mean- uh- yeah I'm Frank."

"Hi- I- I was wondering if you'd like to go out some time?" She shrank just a little, obviously nervous, not that Frank could tell. No, our little air-headed, Canadian, baby-man was to busy processing what was happening.

"I-uh-huh," he started. Hazel bit her lip and looked very disappointed. Frank panicked. "I mean yes! Ah- where- where would you like to go?"

Hazels face lit up like a Christmas tree.

"How about that place across from school? Desert Desserts?" She hoped Frank would know what that was.

"Yeah- uh- how about on Thursday," Frank could not believe the confidence he was gaining. "After school?"

"Yeah sounds great. Uhm- I have to go," Hazel said slowly. "Bye! I'll see you tomorrow?"

"Yeah- of course. Bye!" Frank went in the opposite direction as Hazel was heading.

AN: this was crap I'm sorry but hey I had a 4 hour writers block and it's 12:30 AM. I will update tomorrow!