|half of this is Burdge-bug....|
Pleasant DreamsAnnabeth sauntered in to my cabin slowly and sat (almost seductively) on my messy bed. As she sank into the mattress, her hands stretched out behind her, lifting her skimpy jean shorts to expose more thigh.Pleasant Dreams by ~COLOR-my-WORLD21
My mouth must’ve been open, because I now realized and clamped it shut.
I tried to weigh what the right thing to do here was. My body was telling me to tackle the blonde, hot mess across from me; but if Coach Hedge found out,...
I walked towards her cautiously, letting my teenage heart roar in my ears with every beat. Letting it engulf me in sensitive desire, knowing that one touch from her would be like Hell breaking loose...
Up All NightAfter a few immensely frustrating minutes, Percy stopped fighting with his godsdamned hair. No matter how hard he tried, the mop on his head was not looking any better.Up All Night by ~COLOR-my-WORLD21
The boy sighed in anguish and released the wooden brush from his wet fingers, hearing the object clank to the bathroom floor.
Annabeth would be here any minute, and though Percy hadn't been nearly as nervous when he asked her to come over yesterday, his nerves felt like they were being attacked with a cheese-grader now.
Part of him realized just how unreasonable his feelings were- Annabeth came over all the time- but the other part just got more and more anxious every time
Marching On (Part 2 of 2)IT HAD BEEN DIFFICULT to go to sleep under the bright moonlight, but once she was there it was not difficult to stay. The sun came early, causing her to turn over in sleepy (but effective) protest.Marching On (Part 2 of 2) by ~COLOR-my-WORLD21
...Wait. How could she turn-?
Annabeth opened her eyes to uncomfortable sunlight. She was lying under Percy's right arm, resting against his body. They were cuddled into a warm, scented turf of dirt and grass. Annabeth was awake at once- she was hungry.
Looking around, she found that the demigods had made a make-shift camp in the middle of a clearing in the forest. Everyone seemed to be sleeping but Frank. The son of Ares sat, with a ring of