Hey guys! Believe it or not, I'm a percabeth fan. So here ya go...(cue drumroll) Percabeth fic!
Well, a little more of blurb than fic, if you ask me...
Oh well. Read it. Review it. Please?
Disclaimer: Nope, I don't own PJO. If I did, I probably won't be making fanfiction blurbs on it, don't ya think?
Light. That's all Percy could think about when he saw her. The way the sun shone on her golden-blonde hair. The tan of her skin, growing dark from years of sword-fighting in the heat, or battling in the arena. Her gray eyes, stormy with anger at times, but always had a spark of hope amidst the clouds.
She was light to him; he needed her so he could grow. He needed her to survive.
He would never tell her that. Percy wouldn't ever admit to Annabeth what power she had over him.
But she knew. Oh gods, she knew.
Ok, I'll say it once, I'll say it again.
Review. PLEASE?