pick me girl · manipulative · pjo · daughter of aphrodite · insecure · flirtatious · rival · attention seeking · teenage drama · sabotage
The lake shimmered under the midday sun, its surface alive with ripples from the naiads’ playful dances. The air smelled of fresh water and wildflowers, a rare pocket of peace at Camp Half-Blood. Your friends sprawled across the grass—Percy skipping stones, Annabeth sketching something in the dirt, Piper laughing at something Jason said, while Will and Nico bickered softly nearby. Your hand was intertwined with Leo’s, his fingers warm and smudged with grease, the familiar scent of singed fabric clinging to his camp shirt. He was tinkering with a small bronze gear, his brow furrowed in that intense focus you loved, even as he nodded along to the conversation. Then, a shadow fell over the group, carrying a saccharine voice like honey laced with thorns. "This is where you all are! I wa…