How Did I Fall for Nico di Angelo

CHAPTER 8: NICO

I woke up to a loud banging on my cabin door. I had apparently fallen asleep early last night and hadn't dreamt of anything...strange. The banging continued and I got up and walked over to the door. I looked through it to see a very angry looking Percy. He was holding Amber by her wrist, much to her complaints.

"Nico," Percy said calmy, "I know you're in there. Just open the door so that we can talk. I walked away from the door, trying to make as little noise as possible. I failed at that because I stepped on a super squeaky board. I ran towards my dresser and grabbed my sword just as Percy burst through the door.

"Nico, I'm not here to hurt you," he said in a calming tone. "I just want to talk to you about something. I would feel more comfortable if you put down the sword." Instead of putting it away, I sheathed it. Percy let go of Amber. He then grabbed my wrists and dragged me outside, throwing me on the ground.

"So much for not hurting me," I said with a slight smirk. He just scowled at me.

"I don't want you dating my sister, Nico." I looked over at Amber who seemed to have that slight sparkle in her eyes. She gave me that look that said 'Shadow travel. Now.' I nodded and pulled out my sword. Percy already had out Riptide. We began to walk slowly in a circle. As I made my way towards Amber, she slowly started walking down the steps with her sword drawn.

"Let's go!" I yelled at her. She jumped on my back and I shadow traveled us to the beach. She ran ran towards the water, tugging me along by my hand. I just realized she was holding it. I blushed at the thought. She pulled me into the water where I started freaking out. Poseidon's domain. Not friendly towards me. She made a bubble around us and we sank to the bottom of the lake.

"I am so so so sorry about Percy!" she exclaimed. "I didn't mean for him to come after you because of the fight we had last night and I was really hoping he would leave me alone about it and-" I put my hand over her mouth. She was rambling about a lot of random stuff. It was giving me a headache. I removed my hand from her mouth.

"Please stop with the rambling," I said, pressing my fingers against my temple. "You're kinda giving me a headache." She nodded and attacked me with a tight hug. I hugged her back and we stayed that way for a while. I realized after about five minutes that she had fallen asleep. I rolled my eyes but didn't wake her. This was one those beautiful moments where a guy can be sentimental without anyone knowing.

She began to stir after another ten minutes. She looked up to see that she was still hugging me. She blushed and quickly pulled away. I smiled at her and pulled her into another hug. She pulled away again but then began to lean in. I was leaning in too. I closed my eyes as our noses slotted together perfectly. The moment our lips touched, it was rainbows, unicorns, and fucking fireworks. Our lips moved in perfect sync and it seemed like nothing could tear us apart. She pulled away, smiling. I was probably grinning like an idiot.

"I love you," she whispered so I could barely hear her. She leaned against my chest and I wrapped an arm around her waist.

"I love you, too, Amber," I replied quietly. She grinned like a mad man. I know what you're thinking. How cliché does this sound? But, as I have learned from a wonderful writer, the cliché moments are the ones that count the most. The most touching and most heart felt things come from those moments.

"Nico," said a voice I recognized as Percy's, although he sounded much less hostile than before. "Take care of my sister or I will cut you into a million pieces and cast them in the depths of Tartarus." I nodded and he left us alone to be together. Amber lifted her head with the biggest smile I have ever seen, and that's saying something.

"This has just become the best day of my life," she said happily. I grinned as an idea popped into my head.

"Not until we have a gummy bear war," I said giddily. Can you even describe a son of Hades as giddy? I really hope so because that's how I felt. Anyways, she smiled as the bubble we were in slowly assended to the surface of the lake. It took us about five seconds to gather ourselves before walking to my cabin, our hands clasped together proudly, the whole camp staring. I think I could hear an Aphrodite girl screaming something about cannons and ships, although I don't know how that was all too relevant.

As we walked through the door, I could hear hooves beating against the ground. I turned around to see Chiron with a serious face. I knew something was wrong.

"Rachel has issued a prophecy," he said grimly. "All head counselors to the Big House, now. Amber may come if she would like." And with that, he was gone. I looked at Amber and she had concern written all over her face. I squeezed her hand in assurance, and together, we started our short trek to the Big House. One that we would regret for the rest of our lives.

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Okay, it is about 2:00 in the morning. I am extremely crazy and cannot sleep. Wattpad haunts my dreams. Telling me to read and write. Don't call 911 on me. I should be fine. Probably. Anywho, I hope you enjoyed this chapter. A new character will be arriving. I already have his name but I need his parentage and backstory. Help me my dearest demigods. My writing skills (or lack there of) cannot think of anything for him. Message me any ideas you have. And remember, the mysterious tomato is mysterious because he doesn't know if he is a fruit or a vegetable and that is what strawberry thinks is attractive about him. Thanks for reading my dearest demigods.

Forever a Treky,

M. Leigh

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Date: 5/17/15

I don't think this chapter was all too bad compared to my previous ones. It was reletively long and we'll written in comparison. I suppose this was a sort of turning point, however small and seemingly ineffective, in my writing career that made me more confident. I began studying other writer's techniques, learning new vocabulary and getting a better grip on writing.

Although the kissing scene in this is making me cringe. I won't change it, I refuse to change it; it can stand as a reminder of how little I knew back then. I can keep it as a reminder of how far I've come from that point. Twelve year old Andromeda was real weird.

Yours Truly,

Andromeda Leigh Barnett