Annabeth hates waiting in line at the cashier’s office but this is the only way she can pay off her loan. She especially hates today because somehow she got the honor of waiting in line behind Octavian, the pretentious douche in her Women Studies course.
She’s totally prepared to ignore him until she hears him say, “God, why the fuck is Wonder Woman going to be in the Batman/Superman movie?”
"Excuse me?" she asks rather loudly and Octavian whips around.
"Annabeth," he says, eyes narrowing, "Good to see you."
"I would say likewise," she says with a smile on her face, "But I think I just heard you talking shit about my favorite superhero."
Octavian snorts. “I am somehow not surprised that she’s your favorite superhero.”
"Is it because I’m a girl?" she asks, voice deadly.
"Partially, yes. Also because of the whole feminist vibe I get from you," he says only he uses feminist like it’s a dirty word and Annabeth feels herself bristle.
"Wonder Woman is extremely important in any movie that’s going to set up the Justice League," Annabeth says, "If you can recall, she founds it right beside Batman and Superman."
"If that’s so important," Octavian sneers, "They better put all the original members in this movie. Oh that’s right, they won’t. They’re only pandering to the women audience."
"And so what if they are? Surprisingly, women give a shit about superhero movies. They also give a shit about representation. All we really have right now is Black Widow. We all need Wonder Woman."
"She’s so boring," Octavian says, "With her lasso and her Amazonian powers, oh no."
"Really?" a voice behind Annabeth says before she can, "Let me guess Superman’s do-goodedness and Bruce’s man pain don’t bore you at all?"
Annabeth glances over her shoulder at her sudden support, a guy with dark hair and bright green eyes that are coolly fixed on Octavian.
"Well, no, because-"
"You’re sexist," Annabeth bites out. "Wonder Woman bores you because she’s a woman. Just admit it, Octavian. And suck it up and accept she’s going to be in the movie and, at this point, probably the best part."
Octavian is called up to the cashier and he goes, grumbling under his breath. Annabeth, feeling victorious, turns around and looks at her teammate.
"Thanks," she says.
"You didn’t really need me," he tells her, "You seriously had that guy. I just hate when people talk shit about Wonder Woman. She’s Wonder Woman, you know?"
"She’s my favorite DC superhero," Annabeth says. "So, yeah, I know."
"Mine’s Aquaman," the boy says with a bashful grin. "I was waiting for him to start ragging on him next."
"I don’t think he’d stand a chance against us," Annabeth tells him.
"We should probably lay out a strategy beforehand. You know, be prepared and all that jazz."
"Right," she says, "Coffee in the student union?"
"Done and done. My name is Percy, by the way."
"Annabeth," she says. "I’ll meet you there when this is all done?"
"Can’t wait," he says with a grin.
She shoulders past Octavian on her way up to the cashiers, trying desperately to curb her smile and failing gloriously.