PERCY P.O.V.
"You what?!" I yelled, frustrated at my dad. Again.
"Imighthavesomehowlostabetandnowyouhavetomarrytheperson'sdaughter?" My dad, whose name was Poseidon. Yes, the CEO of Underwater Sails Corp. And yes, I'm Perseus Jackson. Currently, I am trying not to blow up in front of my dad's face.
"DAD!" I screamed. "HOW?! WHAT?!"
"Sorry?" He couldn't look at me. Instead, he found interest in his shiny black shoes.
"I told you that you sucked at gambling games!"
"So you're not mad?" He asked hopefully.
I just had to face palm at that question. I mean, he literally is forcing me into marriage because of some stupid bet and he's asking if I'm mad?
"Oh," I say, deciding to get back at him. "I forgot. You have to be the one that tells Rachel and mom."
I could help but smirk at my comment. I mean, let me explain. Rachel has a major crush on me. She would literally call the house every hour to ask if I was there. My dad, who got really fed up with her made me "date" her. And my mom is so overprotective of me. Sure, my parents split but they're on cool terms. Except after this upcoming conversation.
"M-m-e?" He visibly paled. "Oh, hahaha y-y-y-o-o-u don't, haha, mean it right?"
"Of course I do!" I say. "You basically forced me into this marriage and you want me to tell my mom?"
"You have a point," he mumbled.
"Of course I do." I say. "And is there anything else that I need to know?"
"Um," my dad muttered. "If you don't mind, we're gonna visit her?"
"Dad!" I groan. "You're horrible."
"I know!" He grinned cheekily.
The next thing I know,I was pushed out of the office and whisked into a dark car and driven to Starbucks with my dad. Apparently this girl's name was Annabeth. Kinda weird.
"Alright son," he patted me on his back. "Ready?"
"Nope."
"I'll just pretend that I didn't hear that."
"You should."
As we walked in, everyone turned to stare at me. And you must be thinking that it's fun and amazing to have women swoon at you. But, honestly, it's not. It's annoying!
"Aha!" My dad shouts happily. "There she is!"
I turn to see the back of a woman. She had curly blonde hair that was braided and a pale blue sundress and intricate sandals.
Ask I slide into the seat next to her, I notice her eyes. They were stormy gray. And she was seriously beautiful. I mean, she was tan and had long lashes.
"Hello!" And she was energetic. In her hands was a architect textbook. Oh...She's smart too!
"Hey," I say, stuffing my hands in my pockets.
"Hi Annabeth!" My dad was bouncing up and down in his seat. "How are you!" Guess my dad really likes her.
"I'm great!" She responds. He voice is seriously beautiful. "How are you..Percy?"
"Perfectly fine!"
We exchanged numbers and agreed on a date to go on a date. (My dad. Not me.)
"Alright," Annabeth said, looking at her watch. "I really have to go, but thank you!"
"My pleasure!" I smiled.
Annabeth gave a small wave and left.
"DAD!" I yelled once we got in the car. "DID YOU HAVE TO EMBARRASS ME AND MAKE ME GO ON A DATE?!"
"I'm sorry!" He stated. "Jeez."
"I MET HER LIKE 30 MINUTES AGO!" I yelled. "AND HAVE FUN TELLING MOM AND RACHEL!"
"Snap." He cursed under his breath as we pulled out of the parking lot.
I drifted off to sleep, knowing that it would be at least a good hour before we got back to our house.