Stare

When they offered a love potion, I have to admit. I was a little tempted. But I was starting to get over percy at that point, having realized that he and Annabeth were perfect for eachother. Plus, I know that liquid love doesn't really cause love. It just causes obsession. Piper had taught me that much.
But, as Travis entered my room, I had the strange desire to draw him. So I did.
First the head. His sharp jawline meeting with his cheekbones to create an imp-like facial structure. The eyes.... I looked up at him and found that it was rather difficult to place his eyes in one color, so I just made them kaleidoscopes. once I got to the mouth, I of course shaped it into a smirk. I went like this all the way from his messy windblown hair, down to the mud caked shoe-laces on his boots. When I was done, I looked at it, and decided that it was no longer "it." "It," was Travis.
Once the twins had told me all that I needed to know, I left and told them to do the same. I'm not sure why I trusted them alone in there. Maybe it was because I really had nothing valuable in there, or, at least nothing they would want.
I tried to go about my business as per-usual, but I kept on thinking, I need to talk to Travis. I need to talk to Travis. About what? I wasn't sure. Maybe to scold him.
Right before camp fire, I spotted him and pulled him aside.
"Hey, Rachel, wat'cha doin'?" His voice was a bit shakey.
I paused for a second, honestly unsure what I was doing. Then, I surprised myself more than I ever had in my entire life. (including when I hit Kronos with the hairbrush). I swear I really didn't plan on doing it, but I grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled him close, pulling him into a kiss. During the kiss, I was thinking, oh my gods. I really do like travis. But after I pulled out, I was thinking, Shit! What the hell am I doing!
After pulling out, I just stood there for a second, holding the collar of Travis ' shirt. I looked him in the eyes, and without a word, turned around, stalking back to my cave.
Once I got there, I grabbed a painting that I'd done quite some time ago of Travis and I, kissing. At first, I kept on thinking, this is wrong, this is all wrong. But aftermarket while, I looked at it and thought, this is so right.

Notes

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