Stare

This summer, Percy has been so annoying! One minute we're kissing on the beach, and the next minute, he's flirting with Annabeth. I mean, I guess I'm used to it. Men all act the same, whether they're godly or not, But, I'm still holding out for a chance at percy. The moment I can think of something to capture his attention, I'm going for it.
Anyway, the stolls were banging on my door, and all I wanted to do was go back inside, and listen to my music on full volume while I practice surrealist art. Then, they go and drop the whole, we can help you get with Percy, thing. So I'm standing there with my back away from them, completely silent, imagining two scenarios. The first one, I turn around and slug Connor in the face and acuse him of lying, or, the less fun one, I let him keep talking. I just stood there, and that led ( unfortunately ) to the second one.
"See, Travis here's a counselor, as you know, and, he could schedule all of your activities with Percy, " he smiled a big, goofy smile and wiggled his eyebrows up and down. I considered it for just a second.
I turned around to face him, and very loudly and clearly, said, " No. I don't care what you want me to do. I don't need your help with Percy, " I paused. " I have it under control, " and at that, I left them out there, only wondering for a second why the still had smug expressions smeared across their faces.
"I guess that means we can't help you scare the pants off Annabeth, " I stopped with the entrence half closed, then continued walking.
Let me get one thing straight. I didn't hate Annabeth. sure, she was probably the only reason I wasn't with Percy. Yeah, she was dating the guy I was totally crushing on. Okay, so she was sort of my main issue..... yeah, I'm not really exceeding in playing Annabeth In the positive light, but my point is that she was just a victim of my circumstance. She just happened to be in my way.
Iwas just painting, not really thinking about it, and I produced a green washed landscape of overgrown strawberry fields with three birds flying overhead in a grey, cave - like sky. two of the birds were orange and brown, and perfectly identical. They flew side-by-side. The third bird was mainly red, but had a rainbow of feathers. It flew a little ahead of the other two birds, it's wings spread leaving trails of color in the air.
That night, my dream started out normal. I was a pawn on a chess board, and my father and I were playing against each other. My pawn was running around the board frantically, trying to avoid his grasp. He was laughing like it was The funniest thing in the world see mini-me struggle. Then the players shifted. It was then Annabeth who was playing chess against me, and percy was the pawn. She looked at me smugly, her expression practically screaming, " so, watcha ' gonna do? " I was sweating. I had no clue what to do next. I felt trapped like a fish on a hook.
Then, the dream rearranged itself to be something new. Annabeth, and the chess board, and mini-percy fell away from the ground and I started falling into a green - washed strawberry field. No, not falling, flying. I was flying in a grey, cave - like sky. And I was no longer me, I was a red and multi-colored bird, my wings spread out, and the other two birds, the brown and orange ones, they were there. We were flying in a tranquil state, the wind brushing over our wings.
Then, we started falling out of the sky like stones, our bird bodies morphing into human bodies. I was me again, and the other birds were turning into Travis and Connor, their brown feathers changing to hair, their orange feathers melting into camp t-shirts. We fell into the ocean, the waves calm and smooth, gentle and flat. Both Connor and Travis wasted no time in swimming my way, grabbing onto me and holding me like I was the only thing that mattered. The dream was so vivid that I could feel their warmth . I rested my head on Connors collar bone, and I could smell his scent of coke, and stolen money. In the dream, I breathed it all in. Then I saw a wave of green smoke rise up out of the calm waters, and take us all under.

Notes

Again, I'm totally open to constructive criticism. I appreciate the input. Again, thanks for reading!