An:/ Ok sooo this is my new story, I kinda like the name, has a ton of meaning, at which you'll find out when you read it. Basically about how Percy's having this very, very weird relationship with a girl, (Read to find out who it is.) Slightly OOC, and AU contains OC's.
"Hey Percy." she said twirling her hair around her dainty fingers.
He flashed his "charming" lopsided grin, and nodded at her.
He shut his locker, and turned to head to class, and noticed there was no one else in the hall except him, ...and her.
She steadily walked over. Her heels clicking, and connecting to the ground.
Her flowing aqua shirt stopped just below her waist, followed by a pair of dark blue jeans.
He looked her up, and down until his eyes stopped at her hair. Oh, how he wanted to just run his fingers through her silky, princess curls.
She came to her destination, and studied his eyes, while battening her eyelashes.
How did she do that?
She acted as if she had multiple expressions, and emotions going on at once. Her face was unreadable.
She started to close in their space, but stopped before their lip's met. She breathed on him.
She could hear his breath hitching, his heart racing.
He shifted his weight. He felt as if he were getting heavier by the moment, making it harder to stand.
How did she do this.
They weren't friends anymore. Not even acquaintances.
Merely classmates.
"Stop." he breathed.
"Im-not-doing- a thing." she replied with a sly grin.
She would get him this way, and leave as if nothing happened.
He felt her plush fingers run against his lips.
She smiled again at the effect.
But this time she backed away, and just like that she was gone.
But he could still hear her whisper- Percy. Peerrrcy.
"Percy!"
It was Annabeth, awaking him from his temporary nap in Literature 12.
"Perseus Jackson!"
He jumped his head up.
And the rest of the filled seats laughed.
"Perseus Jackson! Me and you. After class." yelled Ms. Mitchel.
Jason laughed behind him before saying, "Nice goin Perce, third time in a row."
Nico snickered beside him.
He turned to look around the class, and his eyes landed on two people.
The first.
Jen Devaro. And she looked up at him, then shook her head.
The second.
Annabeth Chase.
And she was cause of it all, well one of them.
"And that's all for today class. Leave at the bell."
Percy rubbed his eyes, and face, and the bell wrung in his ears.
He collected his things, and headed towards the door.
Just as he was crossing the threshold, with hopes she had forgotten, despise the short timeage.
"Perseus." he heard.
He was essentially wrong.
He threw his head back while groaning, and waited for the room to be cleared.
He sat in a random picked desk, slouching.
"I won't allow this everyday you know."
He sighed and drug his pencil, in the already made blemishes in the old wooden desk.
Ms. Mitchell gave an exasperated sigh. "Go on Perseus."
He hated when she said his name like that.
He walked out the door, to his locker. Number 509.
"2-34-7" he said silently to himself so only he could hear.
It helped him remember.
The raven haired boy, hitched up the hatch, and stuffed his things in.
His hands snatched up his next class materials, and noticed the pink slip of paper hanging in his vent.
He grabbed it, and opened it quickly, after making sure no one was around.
Meet me at the spot after lunch.
He didn't question, because he already knew who it was.
He didn't show emotion, because it was obvious.
The sender, was expected. They really didn't have to leave the note.
He stuffed it in the trash with all the others.
And headed to 3rd Period Athletics.
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His Converse collided with the moist grass, as he headed to the spot.
Never was he scared to go to the place.
It was now an everyday thing, not to include the midnight visiting's. He remembered one night in particular.
He pulled the string to his sweatpants, and jumped out of the window, landing with a plump.
Making his way to his terminus, he picked up pace, and jogged there. Not eager, or anxious. Nor wanting to get it over with, it was just cold outside
When he reached the gray, and aqua house, he tried his best to keep quiet as he made his way to the backside.
He initiated the regular signal, and shook a branch to a tree next to the window.
A few seconds later his response came, and the window was opened.
He then climbed the huge tree aside the window, and entered.
He could hear her breathing hitch, she sounded close. He turned slowly and found her sitting on her floor, staring through the window, but not exactly looking. More like that's were her eyes just were, just...staring.
He slowly walked towards her, watching her chest rise, and fall.
The raven haired boy took his position next to her, and pulled the girl into his lap.
And she clung to his chest, like a wet cat, and her tears started to roll down her face.
The boy turned her to face him, and kissed her tears. "Shhh...im here now." he chanted in her ear.
"Im here."
"Im here." he heard himself say aloud.
Hmm..? Who do you think she is?
Annabeth? Or Jen? You may or may not find out in the second chapter...:P Sorry punks.
REVIEW! and tell me.
On another Note...Im working on a Jen Devaro (OC) story. Its going to be up sometime this summer.
It'll be up soon.
Im really starting to like this story, mysteriously.
Anyway,
~ The Dumbest Mudafucka.