Lonely Dancers Was LITERALLY SOOOO GOOOD LIKE AHSKSHFJGJS

Lonely dancers was LITERALLY SOOOO GOOOD LIKE AHSKSHFJGJS

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What's a girl gonna do when she's in love with you?

pairing: luke castellan x poseidon daughter! reader 

summary: you’ve had a crush on luke for longer than you could remember but after competing with another girl for him you realize maybe it’s time you move on

or

the time that luke was just a boy and you realized you’re kind of the man 

word count: 1.7k

warnings: a bit of angst, reader sucks at communicating, cursing, oblivious reader, loser yet girlboss reader!, wingman grover + percy, mostly fluff and fun

a/n: i just started listening to maisie peters and this song speaks to me in a way no one understands because you're just a boy!!! and i am kinda the man. i have zero idea how to surf so i apologize for the inaccuracies.

Although most took you as headstrong and stubborn to a fault there was secretly something about you that at times, took over what everyone else saw and that’s being lovestruck. Now thankfully only Percy knew of your obsession with the camp hero as sometimes even you think it’s embarrassing which is telling since he’s started keeping score every time you’ve managed to tumble in front of the brown eyed boy. In your defense and to your disappointment you are not the only camper who has heart eyes when viewing the boy.

i take in clowns like a one woman circus

The not so subtle competition you have with the girl who shall not be named in the Apollo cabin is the cherry on top. Not to mention she’s been winning (not for lack of trying on your part!) and you totally haven’t been keeping score. But that’s okay! The scoreboard will be restarting and you swear this will be the day you finally score the boy you’ve been in love with for the majority of your life. No pressure… right? 

Scoreboard: 

Man stealing Apollo girl: 0 

Future Mrs. Castellan: 0 (Only for now sunburn girl! Game on)

Okay so a lot of pressure. Like a lot of it… basically a weight on your chest like an anvil amount of pressure. For some reason no matter what corner you turn, that Apollo girl is right under Luke. Has no one heard of personal space?! It’s only eight am and she’s already claimed your spot right next to him at the table. With a twitching eye and hands practically crushing the tray in between them (you’re pretty sure you scared the kid next to you in line) you walk off accepting defeat. Point Man thief. 

Scoreboard: 

Man stealing Apollo girl: 1 

Future Mrs. Castellan: 0

After consulting your most trustworthy comrades who just so happen to be two girls from the Aphrodite cabin (who you swore could smell the lovesick disappointment radiating off of you) it’s clear the best course of action is to try impressing him. How hard could it be? The Apollo girl does it all the time!

you’re kinda awful (but you’re not awful on purpose)

Hard is the answer… it is very hard to shoot a bow and arrow let alone shoot a target. Almost making a kebab out of other camp goers isn’t really anything you’d want to put on your resume and it certainly isn’t a skill you’d use to impress your crush so back to square one it is. Before you could even attempt to fix your bruised ego it’s beaten to a pulp as your arch nemesis skips over dragging the boy of your dreams with her.

“Hey! You’re friends with Percy right? The new kid?” She questions picking up a bow and slotting the arrow directly against its side.

“Well I would hope so considering we have the same dad” You bite back putting away your failed attempts at archery before grabbing your bag.

She laughs awkwardly before regaining her composure drawing back the string on the bow while still keeping her eyes on you “Yeah— I’m sorry that was stupid of me to ask.”

Snap— woosh aaand bullseye. Perfect as usual. Before you could even begin to scoff and walk away Luke begins clapping and showering his the perfect girl in praise.

Scoreboard:

Man stealing Apollo girl: 5

Fucking Loser: -10

You’re convinced this is the Gods way of letting you down gently and you almost want to listen. It’s not like you need Luke anyways I mean didn’t Beyoncé celebrate all of the single ladies? Besides even though it is a horrible pun that Percy insists applies to your love life there are a bunch of other fish in the sea even if the only fish you’re hoping for is Luke Castellan shaped.

don’t be surprised now, I’m giving up

“No Percy you don’t get it I’m serious!” You exclaim practically throwing a tantrum the way you fling your arms in the air. “It’s like she has it out for me always showing me up every time Luke is around! Like I get it you’re better than me in every shape or form just let me be miserable in peace..” You say slightly muffled as you throw your face into your hands.

“Well if it’s any consolation Luke has been staring at you the whole time you’ve had this breakdown.” The blond boy chokes out while continuing to stuff his face with the leftover nuggets you slid to him.

“And you didn’t think to say anything?!” You screech out causing everyone else’s conversation in a five mile radius to stop and look over in your direction. “Oh God, this is so embarrassing I’ll never be able to face him ever again.”

Percy coughs before starting up “Then I’d suggest you run because he’s walking over to us right now.”

“Luke” You drawl out his name pathetically.

Before he can even respond you start packing up while speaking so fast it might’ve given Percy whiplash “How are ya buddy? Great weather right? We totally weren’t just over here talking about you! Speaking of talking, this was such a great chat. Let’s talk soon!”

but you’re just a boy (and i’m kinda the man)

Scoreboard:

SHE WON YOU SUCK!

Safe to say that conversation left you sick (although not physically) in bed for the rest of the day. The only times you’ve gotten up are to beg Percy to smother dinner into you guys’ cabin and to lay on the floor out of feeling pity for having such a loser lay in your own bed. Even choreographing your own dance routines couldn’t lessen the embarrassment that you’ve felt over the past hour. All you wanted to do was lay flat out on the floor like a starfish and pray your dad bestowed some secret power on you to turn into a real sea creature. Of course, even plans as lame as that get ruined with harsh knocking on your door.

“Get up! Come on, Percy told me what happened and it wasn’t that bad.” Yells the muffled voice outside.

“It was embarrassing and I’m just going to sit and rot!” You scream back while shoving your face further in the floor.

Suddenly you hear the door open which causes you to sit up yelling at the intruder “Hey! What the— Grover?”

“I’ve come bearing gifts— well if you count your own surfboard as a gift.” The boy says gleefully as he shoves the board in your hand.

“I don’t consider it a gift if it’s mine and I don’t want to go surfing anyways. Not like this at least.” You mumble still staring at the bright blue surfboard.

“I’ll finally let you teach me how to surf?” The younger boy says albeit a bit hesitantly.

“Really?!” You shout, standing up faster than the boy predicted. Pushing your finger towards his face you bark out “Get out! And don’t run away, I have to get changed.”

Grover thinks to himself he’s going to regret this.

your head’s in the sand

You don’t think Grover has regretted anything more. For the twenty minutes you guys have been “surfing” he’s spent fifteen of those minutes trying to get on the board and the rest of them falling into the water.

“Dude you can give up now! It’s fine but I really do appreciate your attempt at trying to cheer me up.” You call out to Grover with your hands cupped around your mouth.

“Oh thank god!” He yells back, quickly getting out of the water and bringing your surfboard along with him.

“You still did good?” You say in a not so convincing matter before holding your hand up for a high five.

“You don’t have to lie to me, trust me. I know I’m better on land than at sea. You and Percy can happily keep the sea.” He jokes before slapping your hand. “Are you coming back to camp?”

“In a few. I mean I’m already here might as well surf right?” You question before picking up your board and running out to sea.

i’m on a one way trip to take over the world

Catching each wave (and manipulating the weaker ones) was invigorating. It was like just for a second you were on top of the world and nothing else mattered. No silly competition, certainly no archery, and no Luke okay so there was always Luke but he wasn’t as consuming while surfing. Just the sound of waves crashing and really pitchy birds singing (seriously you thought birds took singing lessons?) These birds are so goddamn insistent too— maneuvering your board back on the sand you realize those were in fact not birds but… Luke?! Quickly you pick up your things and make your way over to him while wiping the hair out of your face.

“What are you doing here?” You question, still slightly out of breath and panting.

“I was looking for you. Percy said you’d be out here. I just came to let you know that the Apollo cabin’s archery shoot off is starting soon.”

“Why should I care about that?” You mumble out. “I’m sure your girlfriend will do great as always.”

The boy’s face changes as he furrows his brows. “Girlfriend?” He says before his face changes with a look of recognition, a shy admission tumbling out of his mouth. “Oh! You mean Maya. We aren’t dating quite the opposite actually. I was taking advice from her on how to ask a girl out.”

“Oh…” You mumble dejectedly. After all if he was going to ask a girl out why was he here searching for you?

Luke laughs before continuing “You’ve probably met her actually! The girl I’m planning to ask out. After all she loves surfing so she’s probably out here with you sometimes? And she has this half brother who follows her everywhere like a sort of protector. She’s also really bad at archery and even worse at hiding her feelings for someone”

Quickly you raise your eyes to meet his before shouting “You knew this whole time?!”

“You’re not as sneaky as you pretend to be” He jokes before grabbing your hand.

“Why didn’t you say anything?” You push further while intertwining your fingers.

“I was going to… you know before you ran away from me in the cafeteria earlier— which by the way if that’s the way you hold conversations with everyone we’re gonna have to change that.” He teases while swinging your interlocked hands together.

“I promise I don’t. Just the guys I’m not so sneakily obsessed with.”

goodbye from your biggest fan

Scoreboard:

Not so manstealer?: -1000

Actual Mrs. Castellan: ∞

Guys, i finally know what I want to be:

I want to be a criminologist! I love true crime!.

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