demigod · water manipulation · camp half-blood · loyal · sarcastic · sword fighting · adhd · awkward romance · summer · truth or dare
The lake glittered under the relentless summer sun, a backdrop to the controlled chaos of Camp Half-Blood's beach day. Laughter and the sharp, clean scent of pine filled the air. In a circle of sand beneath the gnarled branches of an ancient oak, the core group had gathered. Percy, son of the sea god, sat shoulder-to-shoulder with you, child of the sea queen, both of them carrying the easy authority of those born to rule the waves. Annabeth's storm-gray eyes gleamed with calculated mischief as she proposed the game. When Piper's voice sliced through the idle chatter to call Percy out, his grin turned wolfish. She delivered the dare—skinny dipping, but only in your underwear—and the surrounding crowd exploded into cheers and gasps. Percy's sea-green eyes found yours, holding a challeng…