Heir of Olympus

If it's meant to be

Prince Jason was raised to be the perfect prince. Each day for most of his life, he was taught languages such as Latin, Greek, Italian, and Chinese. He was expected to be at every business negotiation so he could learn from his father King Zeus. He had art instructions from his cousin Apollo, archery practice from his cousin Artemis, his mother Hera taught him proper manners and how to court a woman. He was taught how to make fires to keep his family warm by Lady Hestia, in secret, his aunt Hestia and Demeter taught him nature magic. Jason learned how to hex a person to get poison oak at the age of seven. When his cousins Travis and Connor Stoll came over with his Uncle Hermes, Jason and the brothers used to do so much stuff that they would have gotten in trouble for if Jason hadn't learned to be so good at hiding it. The trio would dress in disguises and sneak into the village to get in some trouble. They often had prank battles with the son of the war hero Poseidon, the kid's name was Percy Jackson. As Prince Jason spaced out during the meeting his eyes began to become unfocused. A memory crossed his mind, replacing the fuzzy images of adults that surrounded him. Before his eyes the memory took hold. 

Connor Stoll and Lou Ellen were in a snowball fight. Katie Gardner had gotten pushed over and fell against the icy surface of the frozen lake. Travis laughed so hard his cheeks turned red and small tears went down his cheeks. Jason furrowed his eyebrows, he couldn't tell if his cousin Travis was blushing because of the cold, his laughter, or because of his obvious crush on the florist's daughter. Katie began to cry because her knees were scraped pretty badly. Travis's smile fell and he went to his knees in front of her, he helped her to her feet before Katie shoved him to the ground. Katie Gardner smirked, and Jason laughed. 'Travis got played' he thought fondly. Katie skated off quickly but Travis got to his feet and skated quickly after her. Jason felt a tug on his sleeve, Jason looked over and saw Percy holding Jason's wrist. 

"Can I show you something?"

Jason nodded and let Percy lead him, the fifteen-year-olds walked past the lake and up a hill. Percy sat down on a blanket he must have set up. Jason sat beside his best friend. Jason was amazed by the view; one could almost see the whole kingdom with the castle, his home, in the distance. Jason looked at Percy while his friend looked in the distance.

"It is stunning here, isn't it?" Percy asked.

"Quite beautiful," Jason whispered, his eyes looking over Percy's face.

Percy shivered, his teeth chattering together. He stood up and offered Jason his hand, "I am cold, let's dance to get warm."

Jason didn't know if it was his imagination, but Percy's cheeks were more pink than usual. 

He stood up and took Percy's hand. He wrapped the other around Percy's waist while Percy's free hand went to wrap around Jason's neck. They swayed side to side on the blanket with an occasional spin. After dancing for several minutes, it went from awkward at first to more comfortable, to slightly romantic, then to goofy. Now the duo was laughing as they danced in sync. Jason spun Percy and dipped him suddenly. Percy laughed and stroked Jason's cheek, "You dork, don't trip. If you tri--"

Unfortunately at that moment, Jason Grace tripped over Percy's feet and the two tumbled onto the blanket. Not so Graceful. Percy laid on the blanket and Jason was pressed completely against Percy. Both of their cheeks warmed in unison. Jason felt Percy's gaze go to his lips. Jason looked at Percy's mouth, Jason felt like gravity was pulling them together. He leaned down and felt Percy's warm breath hitch against his mouth.