Narrator's POV

"You know what Jason? I think that you should just go back to Camp Jupiter and stay there like you were supposed to!" Screamed Percy. Him and Jason had gotten into a screaming match over version was better. A Faun or a Satyr. Percy opted for Satyrs, but Jason chose Fauns. This battle escalated quickly.

"You what Percy?" FUCK YOU!" Hollered Jason as he stomped away. Jason grumbled all the way to his cabin and then once he was in, slammed the door shut and dove to his bed. He punched his pillow until he was sweaty and his heart was racing.

"Stupid Jackson and his sexy face and body and ass," He grumbled. He then collapsed onto his bed and wiped his sweat covered forehead. Just then, the door opened and Percy stumbled in, followed by Rachel.

"ALRIGHT DIMWITS! I HAVE HAD IT UP TO HERE WITH YOUR FIGHTING! NOW YOU TWO ARE GOING TO STAY IN HERE UNTIL YOU MAKE UP!" Screamed Rachel, obviously annoyed. She stalked out of the room and slammed the door shut behind her. Percy awkwardly stared towards Jason, covered in sweat, laying on his bed.

"Umm, so I'm sorry man," Stated Percy. "I mean-" Percy was cut off by Jason, who had leaped up from his bed and was now kissing Percy fully on the lips. Percy, who was not expecting this in the slightest, pushed Jason off of him and then gave Jason a nervous gaze.

"Uhh I need to go," Said Percy awkwardly, who exited the cabin seconds after. After the sea prince was out the door, Jason screamed in frustration and kicked the nightstand beside his bed. He fell onto his bed and started bawling.

"Why am I such an idiot?!" Croaked Jason through sobs. "Why the fuck did I just do that?!" Jason spent the next few hours curled up on his bed, crying over his crush, who had just turned him down.

Percy's POV

After I shut the door to the Zeus cabin, I slumped down against the door and pulled my legs to my chest. Jason just kissed me. ME. And just like that, I got all nervous and ruined everything! I had been waiting for that kiss ever since Jason came to Camp Half Blood. I have always admired his shimmering blonde hair, his toned abs and the little scar on his upper lip. I slowly looked up and saw Rachel standing above me.

"Well, how did it go? Did you make up?" She asked.

"Yeah, we made up," I replied glumly.

"Well that's great! But why do you look and sound so sad?" I took a minute before answering her question.

"The thing is, we made up but he kissed me. And I blew it. I FUCKING BLEW ANY CHANCE OF EVER BEING WITH HIM!" And with that I started to cry.