If they give you hell, tell them to fuck themselves.
"How did you know my name?"
"Huh?" I was a little scatterbrained from the fight I just had with my two friends, and could hardly even register that the medic had just asked a question.
"I said, how did you know my name was Bob?" The brown-haired boy repeated, looking a tad bit frustrated. I could feel my eyebrows moving up my forehead.
"Wait, your name is actually Bob?" I asked disbelievingly.
"YES! And I want to know how you knew it!" the kid, Bob, hissed. I indulged in a slight happy dance (which in the cot was more of a chest wiggle).
"I didn't! It was just annoying to refer to you as 'the medic' in my thoughts, so I gave you a fake name. And it was your real name! This is epic!" Laughing, I held out my hand for a fist bump. Bob ignored it.
"Calm down, or else I'll have to give you more meds. And that would be an overdose," Bob warned. My happy bubble deflated like a popped balloon. Right, I was in the infirmary. For trying to attack Percy. For causing her to be raped.
I must have made a twisted face, because Bob's eyes softened and he said, "I prefer to be called Bobby, by the way."
"Leo, you have a visitor!"
"Who is it?" I called back. I was absorbed in an intense game of Mario Kart on the Wii station that was included in every infirmary cot. The Romans know how to live it up, I'm telling ya. But instead of Bobby answering my question, the door just swung open.
"Hello," that crazy teddy bear dude, Octave or whatever, walked in uninvited (and totally unwelcome, too, just saying).
"Um, hi," I returned.
"As camp augur, I am here to discuss your little scuffle with praetor Percy Jackson. Of course, the other praetor should be doing this, but she seems rather incompetent," Octave said this with an air of self-importance. My stomach dropped.
"Well, w-what do you want to say?" I stuttered, pausing my game.
"Great job." The lanky kid sprawled out in the chair next to my bed. I was taken aback, and it must have showed. "I don't trust Jackson, and I appreciate one of his own taking a stand."
The way this guy said own made it sound like Greeks were a different species.
"Oh, no, that's not what I was doing! I was just-just…" my defense couldn't be completed. What was I supposed to say? Defending my kinda-sorta-maybe-friend's honor? Being an idiot?
"No, no, I understand completely," Octave curved his lips in what might have been a smile, but looked more like a snake being choked.
"Actually, I don't think you do-" the blond cut me off.
"Is that Mario Kart? I must say, I'm rather skilled at that game."
"Um, yeah, it is. Do you want to play?" I regretted the words the minute they escaped my mouth. This guy is a known creep. Why are you sitting here pretending to be friends with him?
Well, I don't have any real friends at the moment…
Okay, I'm having conversations with the voice inside my head. I just reached the boss level of insanity.
Surprisingly, Octave the Uptight was decent at Mario Kart. And he made good company. Our only comments to each other were regarding the game on screen.
It was kinda just what I had needed.
"Okay Leo, you are cleared to leave," Bobby was standing at my bedside, looking very official with a clipboard. It was about eight at night, two days since I got here. I raised a single eyebrow (successfully, might I add). That was not the expected outcome of my examination. "Octavian gave me his word that your stable, and well… his word holds a lot of weight."
Wow. The guy had done something decent. And his name was Octavian. Whoops.
"Well… nice knowing ya Bobby. You were a great medic-person, babysitter, whatever," I grinned and held my hand up for him to shake. He did so, and if I hadn't previously confirmed that I was insane, I might have said his lips twitched. I swung my legs out of the bed, and slipped my feet into the sneakers conveniently left there. Time to do something productive.
…Just kidding. Unless you call making an apology playlist productive. I had to do something to make up for my cluelessness on the hill to Reyna, as well as my misbehavior at breakfast a few days ago. I snuck up the rope ladder on the Argo II and headed to my super-duper control room. I have three awesome high speed Macs in there, clapper lights, a totally rocking- sorry, off topic.
I clicked open iTunes and went straight for the sappy songs. I knew Reyna was a Swifty, so I decided I might as well go for Taylor first. That led to P!nk, who I figured had that strong feminist thing going for her, which led to a few more random songs.
Back to December- Taylor Swift
Innocent- Taylor Swift
The Moment I Knew- Taylor Swift
There are Worse Things I Could Do- Grease Soundtrack
Here's to Us- Halestorm
Try- P!nk
Who Knew- P!nk
Safe & Sound- Taylor Swift ft. Civil Wars
Don't Tell Me- Avril Lavigne
Tied Together With a Smile- Taylor Swift
Blow Me (One Last Kiss)- P!nk
Merry Go 'Round- Kacey Musgraves
Don't Let Me Get Me- P!nk
Fucking Perfect- P!nk
Catch My Breath- Kelly Clarkson
Okay, so maybe they weren't all apology songs. But seriously, how many apology songs do you know? And okay, maybe some seemed a bit romantic, but I'm 94% positive Reyna has/had/wants to have a thing with Jason. The only thing left to do was title it. 'Apology Playlist' had no oomph to it whatsoever, and 'Leo's I'm-Really-Fucking-Sorry-I-Screwed-Up Playlist' wouldn't fit in the box. I started spinning circles in my rolly chair and humming a random song. So ya had a bad day, taken one down, sang a sad song just turn it around…
Wait. I'm a genius.
'Just Turn it Around'.
A/N: So yeah. I'm sorry I haven't updated in like two months (which is sadly good for me). Lyrics at top are from Here's to Us by Halestorm, and the song Leo hums is Bad Day by Daniel Powter. If you didn't know that, get out from the rock you're under. Much love to everyone who reviews (50 reviews? Asdjfasdlkjf) even if it's just to complain about my shit updating capabilities. Is anyone else really looking forward to Leo/Nico bonding in House of Hades? Because I am so much that it's scary. And holy heck the book cover art is creepy as… Hades.