ABOUT: Y/n gives hints to percy about a guy she likes, and percy is trying to figure out who...
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lowercase intended.
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"he's the cutest, you have to trust me. But also don't think he's cute cause he's already mine but he doesn't know it yet," i ranted to my best friend in the whole entire universe.
she laughs out a snort, "yeah, okay you're crazy."
"i'm not crazy, i'm practical," i defend myself.
I've liked him for two years. the day he came to camp, i couldn't keep my eyes off of him.
Y/bsf/n was still laughing until her gaze meets somewhere else. "3:00," she says.
I look towards the direction she gave. The guy was about to walk past us until someone decided to be funny.
"hey, percy!! you should hear this lunatic talk about the dude that she likes," she blabs my personal life.
"wait what? what guy," he asks confused
"just this guy," i laugh nervously.
"just tell him, i have to get going though so talk to you later," she winked at me before running off like a small child.
I narrow my eyes at her. i know what she's doing.
she mouths to me, "love you."
My gaze averts to percy who was now looking at me.
"he's really sweet and i wish we hung out more to be honest. He seems so busy most of the time," i shake my head.
"oh... that's unfortunate," he whispers.
"real unfortunate," i smile solemnly.
"tell me about him... i guess," he says.
"he has blue eyes. like dark but bright, you know," i tilt my head.
"no i don't know," he thins his mouth.
I give him a weird look, "i don't have to tell you."
"no, i want to know," his voice was very flat.
I cross my arms. "He's taller than me. He also has a pretty smile."
"this isn't getting me anywhere," he questions.
"i'm not trying to have you guess him," i laugh.
"but i want to know who... so like what hair color," he says.
"blonde.. pretty dark so dirty blonde," i question to myself.
"well, that's vague and you're not even sure yourself," he mutters.
i threw my hands up, "you literally asked for it!"
"straight? curly? is he like known or something," he continues.
"curly and i'd say he's kind of known," i lied a bit.
"do you guys even talk," he raises an eyebrow.
"yeah... we do. A lot," i tell him, "you seem so fussy on this person. Why don't you tell me who's on your mind, so i can fuss about it," i roll my eyes.
"who's on my mind? I thought this was about you," he says.
"i told you the main things about him," i say.
"can't you give me a name," he says, kicking a pebble on the sidewalk as we were walking down a path.
"if you tell me your type," i tell him.
"my type? it thought you wanted to know who's on my mind," he questions.
"well if they're on your mind then you'd have a type," i say.
"nice and funny. i don't know," he shrugs.
I wait for him to continue. Heart slowly aching.
"n/y/h/c and n/y/e/c eyes definitely," he nods to himself.
(n - not
so the opposite of whatever you are)
"and you tell me i'm vague," i laugh.
I wanted to die right there.
"how tall are you again," he asks me.
"y/h," i narrow my eyes.
"y/h/+2," he says.
(add 2 inches to your height)
"r/g/n is two inches taller than me," i say, "is it her?"
(r/g/n - random girl's name)
"no, it's not," he says.
"then who else," i sigh.
"you. you're my type," he blurts out.
I stop in my tracks. confused, but hopeful.
"no im not," i scoff, "don't lie."
"i'm being truthful," he says, looking back at me.
"you didn't even describe me," i tilt my head as i narrow my eyes at him.
"i lied. you think i would tell you the truth," he laughs a little.
"yes. yes, i thought you would," i admit.
"i like you," he says.
"did you not catch onto it? That i was describing you," i ask him.
"i did. I just wanted to hear you say it. Plus, i wouldn't have confessed if i knew it wasn't me," he says, "i'm not that stupid."
"you hurt my head," i shake my head.
"whoops... so do you like me?" he asks.
"are you for real, percy.. obviously i do."
"just wanted to hear you say it," he shrugs.
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