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Me: -_-
About: Travis finds Katie's old diary, which she named Nessie. In there he finds an entry about him...
Time: About thirty or so years after the Giant War. Katie and Travis are married and have children.
Travis' POV:
"Travis! Can you grab the box from our room? It's marked 'Garbage'." Katie called.
I groaned. Having a garage sale was way harder than it seemed. I had to lug boxes everywhere!
I staggered into our bedroom, searching for the packet my wife was talking about.
"Aha!" I cried as I spotted it. I knelt down beside it and hoisted the box up. As I walked out, a little notebook tumbled out.
Katie's Diary. KEEP OUT! The words were written on the deep blue cover in Greek.
Hey, I remember this. It was the diary I had seen when I was searching for something to give Katie for her birthday(A/N: Look back at B is for Balloons).
She had said it was complete and needed a new one. I remember that day. I had gotten her a new diary.
And maybe I got caught in my scheme. Maybe.
I put the box down and picked up the diary. I would definetely have to read this sometime. I slipped the book under my pillow. This could be interesting.
"Travis! What's taking you so long?"
For now, it could wait.
~TIME LAPSE
I glanced at the clock. 3:15
The sky outside was dark but the streetlights were still on. Katie was fast asleep. It was the perfect time to look at what she had written in her diary.
I took the book from under my pillow and stepped out to the fire escape. The moon shone bright in the sky.
I silently thanked Artemis for the light.
I opened up the diary to a random page.
July 24
Dear Nessie,
It stated in Ancient Greek. I furrowed my brows. Who was Nessie? I read on to see if I could find the answer.
To be honest, I don't know why I named you Nessie.
Ah, so it was the diary.
Anyway, that's not what I came to talk about today. There are times in life when you will hate someone with so much passion it's incredible.
I know I've admitted I like Travis(a lot), but sometimes I despise him as well.
It's almost like Travis enjoys watching me suffer. He'll do anything to make me reach my limit.
I don't entirely know what makes me so crazy about him when he probably(most likely) doesn't even like me back.
I winced. I didn't know when exactly this was, but I've liked Katie for a long time. Almost as long I've known her.
Had I really made her feel this way.
I guess there's a lot of good things about him, though. If you can look past Travis Stoll's irritating qualities, there's a lot to fall for.
The one thing I love most about Travis is that when he's not fooling around he can be really sweet. Travis has this ability to make me laugh or smile even when I feel like my world is crumbling.
The second best thing would be his looks. With his bright blue eyes and shaggy brown hair, he's one of the camp's biggest heart breakers.
I paused for a moment and smiled. Really?
After all, he is one of the camp's biggest players. Not as great as his brother Connor, though.
I chuckled quietly to myself. Yes, Connor used to be quite the player before Miranda.
I also love his sharp wits and(I hate to admit) yes, he can be smart. Sometimes, kind of. Don't get me wrong, Travis is still an absolute idiot, but he can have some ideas sometimes.
Not always the best ones though. Mostly they consist on 'RUN LIKE THE WIND KATIE! RUN!'.
I stifled my laugh. True, it was often like that.
What I'm trying to say is that I'm wondering why I like Travis at all. I've liked him for the longest time.
I suppose it's one of life's greatest mysteries.
I smiled. The entry ended there.
For some unknown reason I closed the diary and turned back to my bedroom. I tossed the diary into the remaints of the items Katie and I still needed to throw out.
I didn't exactly know why I was acting so saintly, but I knew deep down Katie wouldn't like it if I kept reading.
I was just glad to know she felt like that about me. For the longest time, she had said.
I smiled slightly at Katie's sleeping form. She was so beautiful. And now I knew how she thought of me.
Usually, I don't like anything to do with reading but I have to admit. This wasn't so bad.
Okay. I'm running out of ideas here guys. I know I've been slacking off and I have no excuse. I just wanted to finish WYH but no one's been reading it so far so until I get further notice, I'm switching to work on this.
I'll try my hardest to make up for lost time, I promise.
I'm really sorry, guys.
Q: When did Juniper and Percy meet? Can you explain the scene?
