Stiles POV
I woke up with fingers running through my hair. I shift into a more comfortable position to try and get more sleep, but then the fingers were gone.
"Nice try babe, but it's time to get up. We have to get breakfast before Coach comes in here."
I nod, agreeing with what Percy was saying, then got out of bed.
We walk hand in hand to the dining room, (was it a room or a hall?) our mouths watering from the smell. We get there, both of us sitting down in our designated spots. I laugh as Percy's blue pancakes come into view, bacon with eggs and toast suddenly in front of me. With no hesitation, I dig in. I'm pretty sure, I'm going to feel so sick with how fast I'm eating, but who cares?
"Slow down, babe. You're gonna get a stomach ache."
Okay, so Percy cares. I honestly don't know why I forgot that. Huh. Guess it's time for us to go back to bed.
"Fine, I'll TRY to slow down, but I make no promises."
"Then I'll take the bacon."
I hiss at him. A genuine hiss. Why did I do that? Whatever.
"I-I'm sorry, did you just hiss at me?"
"Yes, I just hissed at you, Percy. Is there an issue?"
"Yes, you HISSED at me."
"Big deal. Eat your pancakes."
———————————————
So, I'm going to be honest. I am still having some trouble trying to think of a chapter. School isn't helping, so here's a crappy, sleep-deprived written filler chapter. I am truly sorry, but I will work on it, I swear!
YOU ARE READING
Everything Is Not What It Seems
AventuraStiles has been going to CHB since he was 7 years old. After he met Scott, he only went to camp in the summer. It's after the Titan War and Percy Jackson has gone missing. His friends need his help, but the prophecy says only seven. Will he help? Or...
