Be him, there best friends) I smile and hug him. He was the bad boy and I was the smart girl who was on the cheerleading team. I really liked him, I blush lightly as he holds me. ((Credit to Marie The Blonde Panda
"Also, he was reluctant to share his one clear memory: Annabeth’s face, her blonde hair and gray eyes, the way she laughed, threw her arms around him and gave him a kiss whenever he did something stupid.