★ kee speaks man. this was strange. anyway y/n is unclaimed, and the only warning is swearing. edit from december 14 2021: jesus fuck this was embarrassing edit 12/24/2022: i did not know what i was doing here you can bully me for this but no one is every going to convince me that this was good or hot it's EMBARRASSING 

"Are you kidding me?" Alice Miyazawa yelled in frustration, throwing her arms up. She had just rolled the dice in Monopoly and landed on one of the most expensive properties owned by Luke, with such a high rent. I smirked at her and rolled the dice. 9. Gazing at the snow outside, I shivered. I was not used to cold atmospheres like this.

I picked up my gamepeice and yelped. An electric shock went through my hand, making me feel static. Through the "Are you ok"'s of my friends and cabinmates, I heard a soft laugh. My head snapped towards the window, where a boy with a mop of curly brown hair and blue eyes stood, holding my jacket. He gasped and ran away.

I raced after him. "CONNOR! Connor Stoll, give that back!" I yelled, running out of the crowded Hermes cabin, clutching my hand. He ran into the space where the cabins were, and he looked like he was holding something else, like a can. He weaved through the campers and the cabins.

I exhaled sharply, rubbing my arms as I ran through the cold camp. "Connor! Get your ass back here, you stupid f—"

"Come and get my ass then! If you want, you can have the jacket too!" He yelled, running around the Aphrodite cabin, laughing. Finally, he stopped in the middle.

"Please?" I said, panting.

"Sure." He held the jacket out and pulled it back again. I groaned. Catching his breath, he said, "It's not that cold, Y/N."

"I'm not used to it. And it's snowing." I tried to grab the cream-colored jacket again.

"No, no," he smirked, waving it away. "Also, I'm not sorry for putting that shocker in your gamepeice."

I narrowed my eyes at him.

"Oh. But it looks like you don't want an apology. Alright. But we're even, aren't we? I'm wearing a shirt, and so are you." He grinned.

"Can I just have the jacket back? Again, I'm not used to it," I said.

He bowed mockingly. I felt goosebumps on my skin from the cold.

"But since I'm a gentleman, I'll make it really even." He said in a tone I knew only to be mischievous.

"Since when were you a gentleman? I've only known you for a week and-"

"Since you feel really cold without your jacket, princess—"

"Don't call me that," I snapped.

"Since you feel cold, then I will too." Connor gave me a half smile and pulled his shirt off.

My heartbeat quickened and I looked away. He tossed his bright orange camp shirt to me. I caught it and I was sure I was blushing. "Fuck," I muttered.

"'S this ok?" Connor asked. I forced myself to lock with his eyes.

I saw my breath creating fog in front of me. "If I have to spend the rest of my summers with this boy..."

I walked over to him muttering angrily and took my jacket back, since he didn't move. I inspected it, still holding his shirt. The ends of the sleeves had shaving cream in them. I squeezed them out and since I didn't have any water to wash it off at the moment I threw it on the snow. "Nice try."

I took out 2 dollars from my pocket and his shirt and held them out.

Despite his sarcastic grin, I saw him shivering. Not that I was staring or anything. "Oh. Thanks for donating to the foundation!"

"No, it's for you to buy yourself something warm. You're gonna catch a cold," I said.