Chapter 6

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*Okay so Johnnie Guilbert (the guy in the video) Is basically what I imagine Nico to look like (I don't know why I added this but I just thought I'd give people an idea of how I imagine him to be? idk, anyway, enjoy x)*

I was warm. That was the first thought that popped into my head. I went to open my eyes but was forced to shut them due to the blinding light coming through a nearby window. Where was I? That was my second thought. I looked around the large room. People lay over three beds and the floor. Popcorn was thrown about the room and a shirt (which was obviously from the half naked Percy who was sprawled out on the carpet) was hanging from the ceiling fan. Memories from yesterday came rushing back to me. Thalia, Leo, Movies, Bianca... A scent of vanilla hit my nose and my breath hitched. I was wearing the jumper Bianca got me. My fists gripped the blanket that was wrapped around me. I was brought back to the world around me when I heard a grumble from the mass in front of me.

"Neeks... I love you and all but I just woke up stop being so tense..." His voice was deeper than usual and husky. Oddly enough he smelt like cinnamon and something else which I couldn't quite put my finger on. It was a sweet smell, almost like rain, but it wasn't. This is when I realized how close we were. I let out the breath I was holding and relaxed my body, which I had only noticed once he had pointed it out.

"Good job..." He mumbled and nuzzled me closer to his chest, making my face erupt in a bright red. There was a soft ticking noise coming from a clock somewhere in the room and the sound of several people inhaling and exhaling in an uneven beat but besides that the room was silent. Leo's body radiated heat against mine, I could feel his chest rising and falling against mine.

"Why is there a shirt hanging from the fan?" A tired voice said from the other side of the room, which sounded awfully like Hazel (probably because it was Hazel dumbass), making me jump back from the Latino boy and off the bed, only to fall on top of a (used to be) sleeping Jason and Piper.

"Merda!" I cursed as I fell onto the pair, earning grumpy and sleepy groans. "Sorry! crap! Cazzo! ahh..." I groaned in frustration and embarrassment and tried getting off the pair, only to fall back down.

"Nico get off!" Jason yelled and Piper groaned as I accidentally jabbed her with my elbow.

"I'm sorry!" My face had turned even redder than before. By now, most of the other people in the room and were trying to see what was going on. Percy's half naked form giggled from his spot on the floor next to Annabeth who had a sleepy frown on her face. Hazel was laughing hysterically along with Frank. Grover continued to snore whilst his girlfriend (Juniper?) giggled. Leo was, well, he was leaning off the side of the bed laughing at the comical situation in front of him. As I tried to stand, I gripped on his shoulder, only to fall again and bring the tan boy with me. There was a yell of pain from the three of us but Leo continued to laugh.

"Idiota! Move!" I yelled at the older boy who rolled off of the groaning pile. Finally, I managed to remove myself from the power couple and bring myself to a stand. I cough into my hand and manage to mutter a small 'sorry'. Leo, who was still laughing, rolled around at my feet.

"Man that was great!" He laughed. "You jumped like 3 meters in the air!" His face had gone a bright shade of red and he clutched his stomach. I rolled my eyes and nudged him with my socked foot.

The whole scenario was soon forgotten and replaced by the excitement of breakfast. Apparently everyone was, as Percy said, Starving! Leo would occasionally start giggling at the thought of me falling onto Jason and Piper, which only urned him a smack from your truly. before I knew it, we were sitting in the caffeteria, A smell of pancakes and waffles filled the air.

"Nico." Hazel said using her 'mom voice'. Hazel's hair had been pulled into a mess bun. A loose grey sweatshirt, which I'm guessing was Frank's, hung loosely at her shoulders.

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