Forbidden- Percy Jackson x OC

What's the story, morning glory?

The ear-bleeding sound of my hello kitty alarm click wakes me. I rub my eyes and basically attack the button after fumbling for a while. It shuts off, I make my bed, drink some water, and walk over to my vanity. I run a hand through my hair. It styles my blonde waves perfectly, a perk of being a child of Aphrodite. I do my skincare and makeup, concealer blush, highlighter, and a bit of eyeliner in my undereye. I walk over to my small dresser beside my bed and pick out an outfit, Jean cut-offs, scrunch socks and the camp half-blood shirt which I altered and cropped because it was baggy and didn't fit me also cause it was kinda ugly like why bright orange? I walk out my cabin, it's capture the flag day today, God's it's so annoying. It's just a ton of kids with pent-up anger over being a half-blood taking it out on the little guys. But whatever, at least I might get to kick Clarisse's sorry ass. I mean, me and her would be cool if she wasn't a raging psycho bitch. Pardon my French. I hear a deep voice from behind me, Luke
"What's the story, morning glory." He says with a smirk. I scoff
"God, you're corny. I like Oasis, but this is a bit much. But I do like the nickname morning glory. It's cute." I smile. He walks beside me as I head down to the mess hall for breakfast.
"There's a new kid." My ears perk up
"Really? What's their name? Are they cute?" I ask, and he chuckles
"I apparently have bad taste according to you, but yeah, I think you'll find him cute." I giggle and we make it to the mess hall. I wave to Carmen who's seated at the Ares table she tries to wave back but Clarisse smacks her hand down onto the table. See? Like I said raging psycho bitch. I finish my meal which is barely anything, my stomach grumbles but no one seems to notice. I sigh and bring my plate to the fire I scoop in some strawberries and walk down to the beach. I sit down, looking at how the waves splash onto the shore. I smile, thinking about what'd it be like to be a sea nypmh. I had heard of them in a book I found in the big house. They seemed care-free. No monsters chasing them around. I feel a tap on my shoulder and turn around. Carmen, my girl. I smile
"Hey, foxy lady."  I say tugging her arm down so she can sit next to me
"Ew." She laughs. We talk about boys and stuff. Well I talk about boys. She doesn't like boys like that. Even though she can't relate it's still fun to talk to her about it.
"I wonder if the new kid is single." I say and she pretends to throw up. I laugh and smack the back of her head lightly
"Ow! That really hurt." She says sarcastically "Make an effort, bitch. I barely felt that."
"Well, let's see if you fucking feel this one then." I smile and tackle her. We roll around on the sand laughing and I get some punches in
"You guys are such fags." Clarisse's annoying voice sounds from above them.
"Oh shut it Clarisse or I'll make you." I speak with a snarl.
"How? Im guessing you'd do what you and my bitch sister were doing just now?" She flashes a malicious grin. I try to get up but Carmen stops me
"Cecilia, calm down. She's not worth it." She whispers. I back down and Clarisse walks away.
I sigh and before I can get a word in the gong sounds. Fucking capture the flag