Young Writers Society

"You don't need to worry about the word bad just yet." Jace says.

"Hmmm...." I smiled. "wait...If you the prince then your dad is the King. That means I beat up a king? Oh no..." I bit my lip.

"My father was no king." Nic adds, sipping his drink. "He's far from it."

"Oh okay good." I smiled and rested my head on Jace's chest.

Jace chuckles at Rayah as Nic looks back to Jackie.
"So, demi-goddess of war, tell me more about yourself."

" I'm twenty, have four brothers and a younger sister. I Like the color red. I'm 5'5' and like guns. Alot. Um I have brown hair, brown eyes and was born In Olympus. Not much to say." Jackie shrugged.

Nic nods. "I'm twenty as well. I have one brother, no sister. I like gold, the color and the currency, and I can make light shoot out of my hands."

"I can make people faint and form weapons out of anything by pressure of my fist." Jackie smiled. "Your pretty cool." she said nodding.

Nic smiles. "You're pretty cool yourself."

"Nah." she took another shot.

I looked up at Jace and smiled, "Their flirting." I whispered.

Jace smiles, "I know."

"It's so cute." I slightly smiled, "I remember it being you and me before..." I turned my head to picture it me and Jace.

Jace chuckles and nods, kissing her.

I started kissing him back and smiled. I pulled away and wrapped my arms around him.

Jackie looks at Nic, "What type of music do you like?"

"Rock." Nic replies. "You?"