Chapter 42: Not me, Not I

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'Cause you're the
last of a dying breed
Write our names
in the wet concrete
I wonder if your therapist knows
everything about me


I'm here in search of your glory
There's been a million before me
That ultra-kind of love
You never walk away from
You're just the last of
the real ones


You're just the last of
the real ones
You're just the last of
the real ones
(You're just the last of
the real ones)
You're just the last of
the real ones
(You're just the last of
the real ones)
You're just the last of
the real ones'


I tried humming the lyrics with the song and it worked.

I didn't record as I am tired and my pitch would be off.

I looked at the sleeping Ava.

I moved back into the bedroom soon after I left as...being next to Ava helped me to write.

'Now that's cringy' Order commented.

"Oh shut up" I whispered silently to myself.

"Percy, what are you-"

I turned and noticed Andy walked in, making him glare at me.

"Perseus-"

"Ava had a bad night, leave her alone Andy" I whispered "She had no where to stay"

He sighed.

"You and your stupid caring loyal kind-heartness" he muttered and then whispered "So is this who Kyle was talking about?Her name's Ava?"

I blushed.

"Not now, I'm tired okay? I've been up all night" I said.

"You normally are fine" Andy commented.

"It didn't work last night for some reason" I said "If you could try and look that-"

"I got it, now have fun with your girlfriend" Andy teased and closed the door.

"She is not my girlfriend" I hissed after him and sighed.

I turned to Ava, who looked beautiful as she slept, her arms and legs everywhere, taking up the whole bed.

I would love her to-

"Stop it Perseus!" I snapped quietly to myself, sitting up from the bed "You can't do this again!"

'You are such a complicated boy' Order said in my head.



Not even noticing, I tripped over my shoe, making a loud thud.

I hear groaning from my bed, making me swear quietly.

I turned to Ava, who was opening her eyes.

I chuckled.

"Morning Ava" I said, making her sit up and rub her eyes.

I immediately looked away, noticing her straps on her nightgown is low, revealing her beasts.

"Morn- oh, Percy?...what are you-OH...it's fine, I fixed it now"

I looked up to see Ava looking more modest.

"How are you?" I asked.

"I'm great" she said, "How about-" I couldn't help but to yawn "-you...you didn't sleep, did you?"

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