Dear Octavian,
Lay off my oracle, bro
Your Ancestor,
Me
(AKA: Apollo the God of the Sun and Prophecy who is not afraid to deprive you of your position at Camp Jupiter since you possess no power anyway)
YOU ARE READING
Random PJO/HoO
RandomI Aᴄᴄɪᴅᴇɴᴛᴀʟʟʏ Fᴀɴɢɪʀʟ Oᴠᴇʀ Mʏ Pʀᴇ-Aʟɢᴇʙʀᴀ Tᴇᴀᴄʜᴇʀ (I Accidentally Fangirl Over My Pre-Algebra Teacher) Look, I didn't want to be a fangirl. If you're reading this because you think you might be one, my advice is, close this book right now. Believe...
