*Disclaimer: Characters belong to the wonderful Suzanne Collins.* (This is a Modern story) Valentine's Day is soon approaching at Panem High, and students are all anxious for the big day to arrive. Clove Sevina is not one of them. She's hated Valentine's Day since the very instant she found out about it. So the year when some kids in her grade decided to put together a yearly Valentine's Day dance, she was not pleased. Clove has been best friends with Cato Hadley since preschool, and the two have undoubtable chemistry. Cato and Clove usually are each other's dates for the annual dance, but this year, things change. Cato has his eyes set out for one of the most popular girls at Panem High, Glimmer. Desperate to get her to be his date to the dance, Cato asks Clove for her help. Not only does she not know the first thing about playing Match Maker, Clove is also head over heels, crazy in love, with Cato. Being Cato's friend, she reluctantly agrees to aid him, pushing her feelings to the side. The two teens, along with help from some other friends, get themselves knee deep in drama, heartbreak, and all other kinds of crazy. Cato begins to change, and Clove doesn't like it. At all. Will Glimmer fall for Cato? Will Clove admit to her affections for Cato? This is one crazy ride that everyone wants to get off. ❝Why does love have to be so complicated?❞ ❝I blame Cupid.❞ ❝Yeah, stupid Cupid.❞

No one knew what to do. The next second dragged on for what felt like a year. Piper was the first to react, then Leo, Hazel and Frank. Jason just stood there, shocked out of his mind "Percy and Annabeth" Jason whispered with disbelief. Drops of water echoed across the cave as they collided into the floor; it almost sounded like a clock. A clock to remind us that they might have mere minutes to live. Percy had open wounds, in which the blood was slowly dripping out and into the floor. He had blood coming out of his mouth that would be pushed out as he attempted to breath. Annabeths' wounds were mainly closed up, but it looked like that moving in any direction would split them open. She had blood dripping out of her nose and it was staining the rest of her face. Their breathing was staggered, sometimes they were breathing heavily, others their chest wouldn't even rise. Their eyes were tightly shut as if they were trying to suppress memories or stay alive. They weren't doing a very good job at that either. Their eyes stayed shut as we edged closer, their breathing slowly down rapidly. I tried to charmspeak them awake, but they wouldn't wake up. "Percy, Annabeth, please wake up!" Piper put all of her force into those five words, but nothing happened. Annabeth took a struggled breath but didn't open her eyes. Percy coughed, which caused blood to spill out of his mouth. "Please!" She yelled, choking back a sob. They weren't waking up. When Percy and Annabeth got back from Tartarus, it all blew over, this is it but if everything was worse. Contains spoilers, don't read if you haven't read MoA or HoH ~first fanfic, don't judge ~ I DONT OWN ANY OF THESE CHARACTERS, RICK RIORDAN DOES