It was a normal day, or so I thought.
I was sitting in my room, doing homework, when I heard a knock on the door.
"Kate!!" My mom called from the kitchen. "Could you get the door?"
Baking, probably, I thought. Ever since my dad had died, she had spent hours just in the kitchen, making food of all sorts.
I snapped back into reality. The door.
Rushing down the stairs, I noticed my sister was speaking to someone of the phone.
"Alice!" I shouted. "Who r u talking to?"
As usual, she slammed the door of her room.
I got to the door, just as the person behind it started leaving. Panting, I opened it.
"Hello?"
"Hi!" Said the boy.
"Who are you?" I asked, still breathing heavily.
"There is no time for that!! Quickly, we much go!!" Said the boy
"No! I need to know who you are?" I pulled back from his grasp.
I recognised him. Well, in a strange way. I hadn't seen him before, but I definetely recognized him. Green eyes, Blackish hair. Extremely hot.
"My name is Percy," he reluctantly said. "Percy Jackson."
A Maybank and A Cameron? It's almost like a modern Romeo and Juliet. It's forbidden for them to be together. Could be the end of the world.
The stolen glances, the hidden feelings, the unspoken words, the secret meetings and the obvious hatred towards each other followed by constant conflicts and some hidden past that threatened them but there are always invisible strings tied and pulling them together no matter how hard the tides trying to pull and part them away from each other.