This'll be short, because well... I have to stop making too many parts. Plus I forget how many words is too much.
Third persons POV
Amelia Wayland, Steve Goldblood, Percy Jackson and (Y/n) Wayland all sitting together at one table. It was a miracle that (Y/n) hadn't snapped yet. Steve had spent the night boasting about their rich Shadowhunter family. Amelia quietly sulking at the table. And (Y/n) angrily stabbing her carrots. "You know Percy," Steve began. But never finished the thought because at 8:45 precisely (Y/n) snapped.
"That's enough Steve." She yelled. "I've had enough of you rubbing it in Percy's face that we're rich and brace and whatnot. You're a snob Steve. A filthy no good snob and I don't know why my so called mom loves you." Amelia appalled, rises from her seat, furious.
"You apologise to your father right now!" She yelled back.
"He is not my father and I hate him with all my heart. He doesn't deserve my apology, and I don't want to be near you anyway." (Y/n) pushed back her chair, stepping away from the table. She walked out of the room, no word to anyone. Percy didn't even care about making a bad impression on (Y/n)'s parents anymore and he ran after his sister. What a kick off to the night! Meanwhile Leo sat in Camp, texting (Y/n). That's right, (Y/n) and Leo had been texting all night. And no one noticed. He had texted (Y/n) right before she snapped, and maybe it was the text, or maybe she had had enough of not having control.
(Y/n)'s POV
The cold air hits my face and I hear Percy's voice fade away. The cold embraced me, making the hot tears streaming down my face prick my face. Why would she call me here? To embarrass me in front of Percy? Gods, I had been a fool. I take out my phone and text Leo, saying we would be coming back to camp earlier than expected. Percy goes to get in the car, giving me space. And to see if Tyler was still here. I text Tyler, asking if he was still there, and I see him stick his head out from behind the house. I shot him a look to stay there. I quickly shuffle along to Tyler, hoping Percy doesn't notice. "Tyler!" I hiss as I reach him. "I told you I don't wanna talk!"
"I know," his face softened slightly. "I just wanted to ask you something?"
"Well?" I say impatiently.
"Would you like to come to the London Institutes Christmas party?" His eyes hopeful and loving. My facial expression softened as soon as the words came out of his mouth. He had taken me once to the London Institute on my 13th birthday.
"Of course you idiot! That's not even a question!" I hug him and immediately feel better. I wish it could always be like this.