Percy Jackson · enemy au · fake relationship · deceptive · calculating · pjo · angst · betrayal · romantic tension · strategic
The final bell’s echo fades, leaving the hallway sunlit and hollow on a Friday afternoon. You’re shoving books into your locker, the week’s worth of Percy Jackson’s barbed comments still prickling under your skin—that arrogant smirk, the clever jabs, the way he always finds the exact nerve to strike. Then a shadow falls across you. Your locker door bangs shut, metal ringing, and you spin around, heart hammering against your ribs. Percy stands there, uncharacteristically flustered, one hand rubbing the back of his neck. "I need a favour." You can only stare, struck dumb. He avoids your eyes. "I kinda told my parents I have a girlfriend. Now they want to meet her, like, tonight." A long, tense silence stretches. He grits his teeth, the muscle in his jaw jumping. "I need you to pre…