I can (finally) present to you the finished fic for my fic giveaway, which @bananannabeth won!!! Big thanks to her for a really interesting prompt (which was Percabeth going to highschool in canonverse) and also for just generally being an awesome person.
Disclaimer: I know very little of the American schooling system. Please forgive any inaccuracies. Also, this is set after Blood of Olympus, before MCGA or ToA. Percy still goes to Goode! Other than that, I hope you enjoy this oneshot!!
“Is that Percy Jackson?”
“Who’s that girl with him?”
Whispers filled the hall as Percy strolled down the familiar corridor of Goode with Annabeth. Heads turned as he walked past, leaving a trail of confusion and whispering in his wake.
Percy’s mind was filled with all his old school friends and memories. He felt Annabeth squeeze his hand and he smiled at her reassuringly. Once again, Percy felt so glad that he and Annabeth were going to spend a year of high school together, especially after the year they’d just had: facing giants, finding new camps…and they’d spent most of it separated.
“Percy Jackson,” someone exclaimed, striding towards him.
Percy looked over at him, trying to place him. For a second Percy didn’t recognise him. But then a casual smile lit up Percy’s face, as Percy’s eyes brightened in recognition.
“Terry?” Percy asked. He clapped Terry on the back as he approached Percy and they embraced shortly.
“Percy,” Terry answered, “long time no see!” He grinned. “It’s great to see you. How long’s it been–a year now?”
“Yeah, must be, mustn’t it?” Percy replied uneasily, messing up his hair unwittingly. He knew this would be the worst bit. “Stuff… happened.”
Terry’s eyes betrayed his confusion and suspicion, but he didn’t press the matter, for which Percy was glad.
“Glad to see you back Percy. How are you, man?”
“Great, thanks. A bit worse now that I’m back at Goode with you though,” Percy joked.
Terry chuckled. “Thanks. I see you’ve brought a friend along too?”
“Yup. Terry, this is Annabeth; Annabeth, this is my friend Terry,” he said, introducing them.
“Nice to meet you, Terry,” Annabeth said, stretching out her hand.
Terry smiled at her then turned to Percy. “This is the same Annabeth? The Annabeth you talked about?” Percy nodded, resulting in Terry grinning broadly. “Well, it’s nice to know she’s real.”
Annabeth raised an eyebrow. “You didn’t think I was real?”
Terry blushed. “Well, you see, he was always talking about you, and–”
“I was not always talking about her!” Percy protested. It was his turn to blush.
Annabeth just laughed. “Well, I’m definitely real.”
“So how come you’re at Goode?” Terry asked. “Did you move?”
Annabeth shared a smile with Percy, a brief but meaningful look passing between them. “We decided to spend our senior year together,” Annabeth said, “so for the first time I’m trying out high school with this Seaweed Brain.” She bumped shoulders with Percy.
ok so I was yelling with @bshittyknights about JACK L. ZIMMERMNANN (as one does) and SHE MENTIONED EPIKEGSTER AND HOW JACK WAS LIKE, “hey you wanna take a selfie” and AND—
okay. first of all: i still cannot believe jack wanted to take a goddamn selfie with bitty. but that’s a given. i’ll never be over it. i’m making this post because i rEALIZED that jack would have made the selfie his fucking facebook profile picture. if parse hadn’t showed up and RUINED EVERYTHING, JACK LAURENT ZIMMERMANN WOULD HAVE CHANGED HIS PROFILE PICTURE TO
A SELFIE OF HIM AND BITTY.
(l i t e r a l l y I JSUT FUCKDIFHNGDK REALIZED THIS AND I’M DEAD. does your own brain ever kill you. god dAMN.)
so anyway as i’m like, crying & losing my shit over this realization, @bshittyknights goes “he would have emailed it to himself”
which. WHICH. yeS. JACK EMAILED THE PICTURE TO HIMSELF AND THEN HE SAVED IT TO HIS FUCKING COMPUTER. THEN HE OPENED FACEBOOK AND LABORIOUSLY TRIED TO FIND THE PIC AGAIN. “where did it go. hmmm,” jack thinks to himself, clicking around, brow furrowed. computers are annoying. (he probably re-downloads it several times, thinking, maybe it didn’t save?? or something?? where is it going??)
so then there’s like “IMG_5583.jpg” “IMG_5583(1).jpg” “IMG_5583(2).jpg” in jack’s downloads folder. FINALLY HE FINDS IT. this whole thing has taken like 25 minutes. so then Jack uploads it to fb and he’s careful to make sure the crop looks good (it just so happens that bitty is centered in the little icon in the end, jack’s face a bit smooshed to the side—it’s just, bitty looks nice. that’s why jack likes the picture. he doesn’t really care about pictures of himself, anyway).
the picture gets a bunch of likes and johnson shares it to his page with the caption “i love this au, what could have been *sigh*” which jack thinks is weird but whatever. it doesn’t matter. the picture looks great. bitty looks nice. jack likes looking at it.
JACK LAURENT ZIMMERMANN THEN PROCEEDS TO KEEP THE SELFIE AS HIS PROFILE PICTURE UNTIL GRADUATION BEFORE HE REALIZES WHAT IT FUCKING MEANS.
(it’s still Bad Bob’s doing. Jack’s pulling his whole puppy-dog-eyes-staring-at-Bitty’s-back-with-discontentment thing as he walks away, and Dad Bob comes over, chirps, “<Hm, he’s cuter in person than in your profile picture, don’t you think?>” Jack turns instantly beet red, splutters, “<N-n—I, w-what? What… do you… mean?>” Rad Bob raises an eyebrow. “<I didn’t want to pry, but you know you can tell me things, right?>” Jack stares at him. What does his dad think he knows…? Rad dad Bob smiles, rolls his eyes. “<Go on, then… go really say goodbye. We have time.>”
Oh, Jack thinks.
He turns around and runs. To Jack, it feels like he’s running toward a place he’s always been going.)
A/N: requests for richboy!luke and student!luke (like picture this). i hope you enjoy this was a wild ride from start to finish. dw about falling in love with michael i’m thinking of doing a student one shot for him and calum too so you can message me if that’s something you’d want to see and this got super long and went a little astray in the middle but wowza this shit got heated i wanna fuck luke against a high story window don’t judge me
A/N: kind of inspired by a few songs and a some poems that i’ve been reading lately about that kind of unhealthy relationship that you keep going back to so trigger warning for that and also don’t fall for assholes ok pls love yourselves over anyone else because i want you all to get your happy endings kwl i really need to learn how to sell my writing better
You didn't want to think he hurt you intentionally. He was sweet, you’d seen that, but he was a guy, so maybe that was it. Maybe he was just blind to your feelings or romantically inept. Maybe he did like you, and was just tempted by all those other girls.
Or maybe he just liked to set fire to your insides and take pleasure in watching you burn.