Percabeth One Shots

He's taken

Jealousy doesn't look pretty on an Aphrodite girl.
(Post Heroes of Olympus)
~Vanessa's POV

Being a daughter of Aphrodite made sense when I had finally found out I was a demigod a few weeks ago. I always loved looking good and breaking hearts.

I had been doing it for years, and now? I discovered that was exactly what my mom had been doing as well, but as a goddess- I couldn't believe it.

Life was perfect.

But, since I arrived at Camp Half-Blood a few weeks ago, something's changed.

I didn't want to break another boy's heart. I wanted him to fall in love with me, and stay that way. I wanted that handsome hero. The one with the dark dishevelled hair, and those bright sparkly sea green eyes, underneath his perfect eyebrows (which I was insanely jealous of), and that chiselled jaw line too. Gods.

Percy Jackson was perfect.

———

It was just another Tuesday at the end of August (Percy and his friends had beaten Gaia earlier that summer), and he was taking our sword fighting class before lunch.

The morning sun was bright and hot, Percy was making us work extra hard today. We slashed and stabbed at straw dummies until we were dripping with sweat.

"Good technique Vanessa." Percy grinned as he walked past, in time to watch me decapitate a straw head from its body.

I smiled back, as flirtatiously as a demigod could, while she was sweating more than a hellound. "Thanks Percy." I beamed and gave him a wink.

He didn't really notice as he walked on to see how the others were doing.

    My friend, Clarisse, one of the more senior demigods was nearby, was practicing her sword moves. She stared at me, amused by my little exchange with Percy.

"He's taken you know." She smirked.

"Huh?" I stopped mid-swing. Clarisse wasn't even a part of the class, she had come down to practise on her own.

She paused herself and sighed. "What I mean girl, is that you're barking up the wrong tree."

I didn't understand, and I let the confusion show on my face.

Clarisse rolled her eyes. "Percy's got a girlfriend."

"What?" I gasped. "No way. I don't believe you."

My handsome prince couldn't have been taken could he? Even if he was, surely being a daughter of Aphrodite meant I was supposed to use my charm to steal him for myself.

"Uh oh." Clarisse's tone was full of alarm. "Look," she warned, "Vanessa, you're new here. That's why you've never met his girlfriend, and she is very real. She's away at the moment, but she'll be back tonight."

"Hmph." I snorted defiantly. I wanted Percy Jackson for myself. "Tonight will be too late for her then."

Clarisse frowned. "What exactly are you going to do?"

I smiled innocently at the daughter of Ares, just as Percy called the class in. "You'll see."

———

The horn sounded for dinner. The sun was setting, turning the sky a mixture a gold and bronze, and it was perfect.

I waited outside the Poseidon cabin, wearing jeans and my camp shirt. I had a bit of makeup on, but not too much. I figured Percy wasn't into the extravagant.