Okay... This is my first story so please tell me if it's good or not. Thanks, it means a lot to me.
A year after the third war, I was waiting in an apartment in San Francisco for my girlfriend at the entrance. I was just waiting for her when my ADHD kicked in. I started pacing around and gaining some weird stares from people, but I didn't care. Suddenly something heavy jumped on my back and I sprawled to the ground groaning.
"Sorry!" a female's voice asked me.
"Get off, Wise Girl. You're so heavy!"
When she got off, I was looking at a beautiful blonde with grey eyes. We made our way to my car. As soon as she strapped in, I left the car park.
"Where we going, Seaweed Brain?"she asked.
"Somewhere." I replied
"Tell me, please?" she pouted
"No…."
"Please!"
"Fine, a restaurant. A French one."
This seemed to convince her that she won't be getting a straight answer so she dropped the subject but pouted a little. As soon as we entered the French restaurant, she gasped. The place was awesome with a big chandelier at the ceiling. When we got to our seat, we ordered our meals and ate in silence. After we finished, I paid for the meal and walked off to the direction of a park. We walked in silence, enjoying each other's company. Meanwhile the box in my pocket grew heavier. Deciding that the time was right, I motioned for her to stop. I got down on one knee and asked: "Will you marry me?" with the velvet box open and outstretched. She just stared at me with unreadable expressions. As I started to get up, she just kissed me on the lips.
"What was that for?" I asked.
"Yes. I would love to." She ignored my other question. I was just stood there, dumbstruck. Everything around me didn't matter anymore. The only thing that mattered now was the girl in front of me…and The Gods. And maybe, my mom. I felt like the happiest man or Demi-God around. I felt like I could take on all the Titans except for Kronos.