Gone With The Tides - (Percy Jackson/Avengers Story) [boyxboy]

Chapter 11

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"Yo, Perce! Come check this out!" Luke yells from another room.

"I gotta go, Luke! I'll look at the cat video on Thursday," I rush out as I stuff all my belongings into my backpack in the locker room.

I also make sure to grab the purple box from its place in my little locker.

"It's not a cat video!" Luke defends, pouting slightly.

"It's always a cat video with you," I state matter of fact like, as I change into my clothes.

"Well, it's not today. Remember that bridge that collapsed?"

How could I forget?

"Uh, yeah. Wh-What about it?" I ask as casually as possible.

"The internet is losing its shit over this picture of a gigantic hand made of water grabbing some kid and Spider-Man out of the air. It's crazy! People are saying it's photoshopped, but there's no way! Check it!" Luke shoves his phone in my face and I go pale at what I see.

Within the photo I see a far away Spiderman and I falling off the bridge and a gigantic water hand coming up to catch us.

I could have sworn I covered all the cameras. Yet there I was. There we were. Stupid, nosy, phone addicted New Yorkers.

"—You know, it kinda looks like you."

I shove his phone out of my face defensively.

"Pfft. What? That's ridiculous. I wasn't anywhere near the bridge," I claim.

"Eh. I guess." His voice has this far away tone, giving me the impression he was thinking really hard and not listening to me in the slightest.

"And it's definitely photoshop, man. No way that's real!" I exclaim.

He continues staring at the image, not looking away as he replies, "Why can't it be real? Look at the Elementalists!"

"The Who? —Whatever. I have to leave. See you Thursday!"

"Oh, ok. Bye! See you Thursday..." Luke mumbled still absorbed in the picture. He reaches out to ruffle my hair, but misses horribly forcing me to stoop down and tilt my head to reach his hand.

"I'm short, not that short." I huff jokingly. His hand runs over my shortish hair before he starts running his fingers through my hair.

Weird much?

"Didn't you just take a shower?" Luke asks confused.

"Yeah, why?" I swat away his hand casually.

"No reason. You must just dry really fast. Bye." Luke turns and retreats back towards the gym.

"Uhh. I guess. Bye!" I shout to the gym door as I run out the front.

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I stand awkwardly in front of the apartment door and take a deep breath.

In and out. In and out.

I raise my hand to the door to knock and before I can hesitate, giving three sharp raps on the door. As I nervously wait for the door to open, my fingers drum along the top of the chocolate box.

Crap, what if he's not home? Nice going. Real great plan, me. How was I supposed to know, though? Not like I could call him. What if he moved and didn't tell me? What if he is halfway across the—