Skinny Love - A Tratie Fanfiction

.A.

.Asters & an Asphodel.

.Katie.

"By the gods, can't you really give my sister a damn break? Come on! She just needs a day or two--"

"David, it is perfectly fine." I continued, "Travis has been trying to talk me into this for weeks. I suppose I could finish it by going with him."

Somewhere in those mischievous eyes of his bloomed hope. Hope for--

My thoughts were interrupted as my name came out of his mouth. "Pardon me?"

"Uh, Kates.. Shall we go? It's gonna en--"

"Just go!" David, my half-sibling ordered. His voice was extremely commanding, but a smirk immediately tugged at the corner of his mouth. I shook my head teasingly, not hiding the fact that I was, too, smiling a little myself.

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The son of Hermes led the way, holding my left hand as we got deeper into the maze. We talked little, and I need to admit-- Travis Stoll isn't as bad as I thought. He had a soothing voice with an amazing laugh, and a full upper lip which matches his striking blue eyes. Curly, walnut-colored hair that usually brush his forehead was pushed back by a turquoise beanie tonight, making his cheekbones look sharper, his eyes..bluer. Olive skin covered his whole body. His arms were skinny, and so were his legs, but I'm not allowed to assume that he can't be as tough as the others. I've seen him fight and run, and gods, he isn't a weakling as anyone would think. Out of fifty sword battles, he won thirty-four of them, which in fact, is impressive. Travis Stoll is gorge-- No. NO!

Aphrodite, keep your schist with--

"Kates!" Travis whispered.

"What is it?"

It was dark already, and only the moonlight lit our way through the corn maze Travis dragged me in to. He let go of my hand and crouched down. Alarmed, I unsheathed my dagger. I backed away a little, somehow disappointed that our hang out was gonna need rescheduling.

Travis stood up after a while, brushing the dirt off his plaid knee length shorts. I'm being so.. observant for some odd reason. Maybe because I'm still jittery because of the test Chiron gave us, or maybe because Travis himself makes me jittery.. Wait, what?

Upon seeing my elongated knife, Travis straightened, chuckling as he did so. I became self-conscious and once again slipped the dagger in its sheath.

"Close your eyes, Katie."

Dubiously, I replied, "What? Why?"

"Katie Aleena Gardner, close your eyes."

I shut my eyes tightly as I could, astonished by Travis' commanding voice.

Seconds passed and a minute came, and yet, Travis still wants my eyes shut. I had a feeling that he was just playing with me again.

So, I opened my eyes and found Prankster King #1 on a mission that involves grunting and strangling a little patch of asters and asphodels.

I laughed at the sight, it was funny and cheeky, and somehow, kinda cute. Travis turned his head to look at me as the air got filled up with laughter.

"You weren't supposed to look!" he exclaimed, a twist of frustration in his voice.

"By the gods, Stoll. It had been a minute when you told me to shut my eyes, and gods of Olympus, I got suspicious."

The son of Hermes hesitated before he spoke again, now in a brighter mood. "Alas, if that's what pleases you, Miss Gardner. Oh and by the way, your laugh is godly amazing. You should use it more often," he winked before turning to work on his flowers.

I was so flattered by the compliment that the next few minutes went by in a blur. I stood there, amazed and surprised with a boy towering over a patch of asters, even if he was crouching. It may have been a small compliment, though no one had ever remarked my laugh.

"Miss Katie Aleena Gardner," Travis announced, breaking my daze.

"Yes?"

"I've got something for you, Miss," and with that, he revealed a small bouquet of asters and an asphodel. I grinned crazily. The happiness bubbling inside me was against my will, and it was sudden. Thank Demeter that I restrained the crazy grin from happening any longer.

Nodding, I received the flowers as he handed it. His nose were only inches away from mine now, due to the fact that he stepped towards me. I felt him breathe, his lips slightly parted and the corners of his mouth was slightly curled as well. He reached out for me, and he grabbed my waist as a new jittery feeling entered my chest. My heart gained speed as Stoll tilted his head a tad bit, and I found myself leaning into his chest-- I was too short for him, a good four inches shorter. The tension broke as a group of demigods whooped and cheered in a nearby path, making me and Travis spring away from each other.

The color ran up his cheeks as his confidence a minute ago left him. I, myself felt the redness surge its way upwards. If only it happened, I thought.

Though, I guess the asters and the asphodel would work for now. By that, I frantically grabbed Travis Stoll and planted a kiss on his cheek, running as fast as I could afterwards. The weight of his confusion and astonishment and surprise was overwhelming while he stared after me as I run into the darkness to finish the maze.

Perhaps the asters and the asphodel is a sign of a new beginning.

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