Love Story (Octachel/Ravian)

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01. Love Story

"Mommy, can you tell me a story?" a little girl with curly blond hair and big green eyes asked her mother.

"Sure. Which one, baby?" she asked her, sitting next to her and tugging her into bed.

"The one about the prince and princess!" the three-year-old asked her, smiling. She smiled back.

"Once upon a time, a party was celebrated..."

We were both young when I first saw you.

I close my eyes and the flashback starts:

I'm standing there on a balcony in summer air.

The war against Gaea was over. The Gods, in their infinity arrogance, celebrated a party in Olympus. Members of both Camps were present, celebrating victory and a new era of understanding. She was leaving the Temple of Apollo, who kind-of forced her into a new set of clothes with the excuse that 'his Oracle must set the example'. Her clothes were a simple white greek-style long sleeveless dress with white heels. Her hair was braided and she had make-up on, which was the top of her problems.

See the lights, see the party, the ball gowns.

See you make your way through the crowd

And say, "Hello, "

Little did I know...

She walked into the Council, spotting her friends right away. On her way to greet them, she noticed the room, decorated like a real ballroom.

"Rachel!" her best friend, Annabeth, called her, hugging her.

"Was my mom working on you?" Piper asked, between a frown and a laugh.

"Kind of... Apollo" she admitted, blushing a tad when the boys came to greet her. They talked for a while, before the couples took the dance floor, leaving her alone. In that moment, she noticed a boy coming to her. Unlike the rest of the demigods, he was wearing dressing pants and jacket with a white shirt. The deep purple suit contrasted with his blonde hair and made his blue eyes irresistible.

"Hello" he greeted her "I saw you alone and I was wondering if you wanted to dance?" he asked her, offering her his hand.

"I'd love to" she replied, taking it, letting him guide her into the dance floor.

That you were Romeo, you were throwing pebbles,

And my daddy said, "Stay away from Juliet"

And I was crying on the staircase

Begging you, "Please don't go"

And I said...

She learned he was Octavian, Augur of New Rome, the one who decided to attack Camp Half-Blood without mercy. When she knew this, he immediately apologized, not wanting to scare her.

He learned she was Rachel Dare, Oracle of Apollo, the only mortal who survived the curse of Hades and one of Percy Jackson's best-friends. He felt renovated respect for that girl who attracted him from across the room.

"Wanna get out?" he offered her, who nodded in reply, when the mood turned extra-romantic. They walked in silence until reaching a little pond, dryad-free, where he taught her to throw pebbles.

"No. Like this" he explain, after her forth failure. He places himself behind her, wrapping her in his arms, guiding her.

"I did it!" she celebrated after, with his help, throwing the pebble smoothly. In her frenzy, she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him in a hug, that he answered. After a few seconds, they pulled back, only to noticed their closeness, but neither went too far.

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