Will As Nico starts to sing, I can’t help but think his voice is angelic. Something about it was lulling. I bet if he were in the angel’s choir, he would be the lead singer. Oh gods, I am getting ahead of myself. I listen carefully to his words. “You are my sunshine, my only sunshine.” He begins, and I blush as I realize what song he is singing. “You made me happy, when skies were gray.” Wait, that wasn’t right. Why is he singing in past tense? “You’d never know how.. Much I loved you.. Now they’ve taken my sunshine.. Away.” Suddenly, I remember something. He lost his sister when he was young. Why hadn’t I remembered that? He must be singing about his sister, Bianca. She used to be the light in his life. Tears form in his eyes, but he does his best to hide it. He takes a shaky breath and sits down next to me. Before I have time to think, I pull him closer to me, rest my hand on the back of his head, and gently push his head onto my shoulder. He obliges. He doesn’t even put up much of a fight. Scratch that, he doesn’t put up a fight at all. Maybe he wanted someone’s shoulder to cry on. But that didn’t make much sense. The ghost king, son of Hades, wanting to cry on someone’s shoulder? Nevertheless, me? That seems almost impossible, but it has to be possible, because it’s happening right now. I look up from him and look at everyone, a smile on my face, but everyone seems scared for some reason. “How about we skip Nico’s turn, yeah?” I say, my voice calm but angry at the same time. Everyone nods. I gently stroke the back of Nico’s head, in an attempt to calm him down and stop him from crying. Nico I quietly cry on Will’s shoulder, shaking violently. Why, oh why, had I sung about my sister? I knew it was an emotional topic, but I still did it. Why had I been so stupid? After a few minutes, I lift my head up and wipe my tears off my cheeks, and steady myself. I push off of Solace, and sit next to him, but not close enough that we are touching, and hold my own weight. I look around, and see everyone staring at me. I scowl, but that doesn’t stop anyone from staring. “Fine. My turn to pick someone, right? Annabeth, truth or dare.” I say, loud enough for everyone to hear. “Truth.” She says confidently. “Kiss marry kill, Percy, Me, Jason.” I say. “Hmm..” Annabeth thinks for a second. “K1ss you, I guess, Marry Seaweed brain, and I guess k1ll Jason.” I close my eyes and take a deep breath. It wasn’t actual, but still, I am gae, not straight, and it pains me at even the thought of kissing a girl. The game continues and I slip out of the cabin unnoticed by anyone. Except for a certain blonde.
