Hello people of fanfiction! I know you people are holding up your pitchforks and torches at my door for not updating my old stories BUT... I really have no good reason for not updating. I was legitimately lazy and didnt feel like writing. No inspiration either. I'm a lazy guy.
But back to this story! All in Jason's POV. We need more Jasper! Between TLH and SoN. Nobody is together.
Why do I do these things?
I'm looking down and- yup, that's around 1000 feet.
"C'mon you chicken!"
"I'm focusing!" I yell at Leo. He's sitting on a rock working on one of those puzzle things where you pull the rings apart.
"You can fly! You've got nothing to worry about! Just jump off the cliff!"
"I could die!"
"Piper will bring you back...you know hopefully."
"You just need a push in the right direction," he says walking behind me. Wrong move. I grab his arm before he can touch me and switch our roles. He's now looking down the cliff as I hold his arm behind his back keeping him from falling.
"We could see if flame on works."
Then he said quickly, "Nah- no- no- let's head back I hink smell brownies. Is it about to rain? Feels like it's gonna rain. Do you hear the harpies? They're coming I can tell! I see sharks!"
"Crazy in love!"
"That guy I see in the mirror!" I pull him back from the cliff and he starts breathing heavily and starts making sure he's all there.
"That guy you see in the mirror?"
"Have you seen him he's like the best looking guy in the world," he says with a smile.
"Let's head back before your big head causes you to fall back into the water," I say turning away from him pulling apart the rings in a fit of relief.
He catches up and walks beside me. "I still say you could've made it out fine or with at least a broken arm."
"Anyone ever tell you you should be a motivational speaker?"
"I'm just saying! If you did get a broken arm or something, some ambrosia, some nectar, a little time getting nursed back to health by the Apollo ladies. All that doesn't seem so bad."
"Then why don't you get hurt?"
"I'm not on jackass I don't need to do any stupid shit. I can't dissapoint that guy I see in the mirror."
"Realistic! And come on dude, Apollo girls. Have you seen them?"
"Then how could you not want to be nursed by them?"
As he said this we had gotten back to the main area of camp and I see Piper helping one of the younger campers put on a sweater. The little boy smiles and hugs Piper and I see a classic Piper smile.
"You wish you were that eight-year-old," he snickers. I punch him in the arm. Piper sees us and she directs the boy to other handful of children heading to the Demeter cabin's gardens.
"Hey guys," she says. Her smile...Okay, I'm not that guy who says what he's feeling. Nope. Jason Grace reserves his feelings to himself... At least most of the time. And this is one of those times! So her smile was very pretty. "What have you two been up to?"
"Jumping of cliffs but Jason's too wimpy to do it," Leo says bluntly. Thanks Leo. "He says it's dangerous and some other crap about not being able to fly."
"I said what if I can't fly," I say. I insisted I practice my flying but when it got down to it, I choke. The great Jason Grace choked. I know, it's mind-blowing! You guys didn't expect this from me did ya?
"The great Jason Grace? Not sure of himself? Somebody get me Chiron! Jason needs help!" Piper said.
"Come on Jason, you're the perfect one in this camp. So grow some cojones(translate:balls) and jump into that ocean of sharks!"
"There were no sharks!"
"What else does this?" He put a hand on the top of his head and walks around me. "A shark does that that's what does that!"
"Leo, go help with the Argo, you're late anyway," Piper said with a bit of annoyance.
"Oh shoot! Later guys! Don't do nothing crazy without me!" He yells this back to us as he runs and he leaves smoking shoe prints on the ground.
That leaves me and Piper. Time to do my thing... Can you imagine if I was like that? No, I'm pretty damn awkward. Don't think that I can turn on the charm. I look down and kick a rock. Ef you rock.
I look her way and see that she's playing with her hair. Her hair grew longer over the past two months we've been here. It's still choppy, but she makes it work. She's wearing her orange camp shirt and a pair of shorts that stop above her knees. You know it sounds kind of creepy just describing what someone's wearing? You know that awkwardness I was talking about earlier? This is it.
"I hope what Leo said doesn't upset you," she says looking down and fiddling with her hair. I blink. "That whole you being the perfect one in this camp."
Oh yeah he did say that. People always think I'm perfect. No faults or flaws. I'm some kind of Superman apparently. No pressure or nothing. I just gotta be perfect.
"I just wanna say that you're not perfect in my eyes," Piper says a little shyly.
I think I just died.
Her head rockets up and her face is beet red. "I didn't mean it like that!"
What else could it mean girl? "It's okay," I say calmly with a smile. "I know what you're saying." I'm an ugly, fat hideous beast. I turned Medusa to stone.
"No! I mean, you don't have to be perfect around me! I mean, I like you just the way you are, I know that no one is perfect and I understand that you can't be!" Piper is frantic right now. It's weird. And kind of cute to see her like this for once. She's always so composed.
I put a hand on her shoulder and look her in the eyes and say, "It's fine Piper I get what you mean," sort of,"It's okay."
I keep looking her in the eyes...
Moment of silence...
She starts chuckling, then she starts laughing, and now she's gasping for breath.
"What was that!" she says as she recovers.
"What was what?" I ask confused. What just happened?
"Was the hand on shoulder and eye contact thing combined with a noticeably deeper voice supposed to make me swoon?" She stretches swoon. She starts laughing again.
"No, I was just-" I can' come up with anything as I start laughing too.
"You know if this was a romance novel or some movie, we would have had some kind of 'moment' but this is real life."
"Yeah I know," I say still watching her chuckling. No we are not together. We're both kind of letting the pieces fall where they may. We're not trying to force anything. We've had no jealousy or evil plots or ridiculous instances for the past two months. I wonder if it stays that way?
"You are ridiculous," she says as we walk over to the lake. "What would Reyna be saying?"
Yes she knows about Reyna, you can stop freaking out. She's one of my best friends, I had to tell her, I wouldn't lead Piper on.
"She would probably say, 'Jason! Give me 500 push ups! Roman style!'" I say in a squeaky voice.
"Roman style?" She says laughing. "What does that mean?"
"I have no idea but it doesn't good."
We both sit down under a tree and we keep talking through the afternoon. The sun isn't too hot, the breeze isn't too cool. I'm kind of afraid we get attacked...We good? No bullshit going on? Thank the gods. I don't want this to end. I'm not gonna lie, i like Piper. But it's not the right time. And I don't know when it will be a good time. I don't know maybe I'm just scared. Of what you may ask well-
"Jason!" she says snapping me back to reality. "Let's go check on Leo."
"Yeah okay," I say getting up. Then I get an idea. "But first."
I grab her arm and I run over to the cliff Leo and I were just on. She is laughing as we go up yelling this is crazy and some other nonsense. It's just a cliff people.
When we get close to the edge I stop and give her a hug from behind.
"This reminds me of something," she says smiling. "You must really be scared because I can feel your heart beating really fast."
"Yeah, that's why it's beating so fast," I say nonchalantly.
"I'm kind of scared of falling!" she still says smiling.
"Don't be scared we're only falling in-"
You know what I said about being scared earlier? I am scared. Of falling in love.
Gah, that sounds mushy.
Well that's all I got!
If you're wondering where I got this idea from, I was listening to a song (like many of us authors do) and got an idea. And bam! You got the ending of this.
This story isn't really a "story" more like random events happening. Just leading up to MoA.
My version of Jason is to not be perfect but to strive to be. And failing most of the time. I hoped you liked it! First thing I've written in forever!