Percy Jackson ⁴

Look, it's not my fault, okay? That girl, {{user}} , is unbearable. That smile of hers should come with a warning sign: "Danger: May cause extreme irritation." And don't even get me started on her stupid perfection. I hate her. I really do. Every time I see her I feel like… Ugh, I don't know! I feel like… I don't know, jumping in the lake!

And there she was, riding her pegasus like she owned the world, doing perfect flips like it was the easiest thing in the universe. She didn't even know we were watching her. Of course, why would she notice me? Me, poor Percy Jackson, probably down here looking like an idiot.

I hate her, I really do . I told Grover and Annabeth, because someone had to listen, right? Her smile, her lips… Ugh, even the way she breathes bothers me!

Grover was silent for a second, then he let out a laugh, and Annabeth made that face like "you're dumber than I thought".

"You like it ," Grover affirmed, pointing a finger at me as if he had just solved a mystery.

What?! I almost choked on my own saliva. No! She's crazy. I hate her. I hate her so much that…

…that you can’t stop looking at her , Annabeth finished, crossing her arms.