Disclaimer: I don't own PJO
This is after TLO but Percy and Annabeth never started dating.
Percy's POV
Today was Annabeth's birthday, July 7th, and today was the day I was going to tell her my feelings. I woke up, threw on some clothes, attempted to tame my hair (which I learned the hard way, is impossible). I walked out of my cabin, so into my thoughts that I didn't notice the blond haired girl coming my way and ramming into me. We both fell and came in contact with the ground.
"Oof." I said, rubbing my forehead, which had come in contact with hers.
"Ow! Seaweed Brain, watch where you're going!" Annabeth grumbled, rubbing her forehead. Well, that's a great way to greet someone on their birthday, ram into them. I quickly brushed myself off and extended my arm to help Annabeth. She took it and as I pulled her up I whispered "Happy Birthday Wise Girl."
"Shhh." Annabeth said. "Someone might hear you." There was a thing with Annabeth and her birthday. She barely told anyone about it, I had to persuade her for too long before she told me. She only told me because it was only fair since she knew my Achilles heel.
"I honestly doubt that, everyone's at breakfast. Where we should be, unless we want to be late." I said. We walked together to the pavilion, and then we went to our assigned tables. The tables were assigned by your parentage. Since I wasn't supposed to be born I was the only one at the Poseidon table, Tyson, my Cyclops half-brother, was at the forges, building weapons.
I got my breakfast and walked over to the bon fire where we all made offerings to the gods. But today instead of offering to Poseidon, my father, I made my offering to Aphrodite muttering to myself "Please make this easy for me." I only hoped she got what I saying, no offense, but Aphrodite wouldn't be the one I would call if I needed help with anything academic. I didn't realize that someone else had heard me.
"Make what easy?" Annabeth asked. Holy Zeus! What was I going to say? None of your business.
"Ummm . . . nothing." I said, hoping she believed me. The chances of that were off since even I didn't believe it. She looked at me suspiciously, but let it go. I noticed that even Annabeth's siblings didn't wish her a happy birthday; I thought she would have at least told them, but I guess not.
At the end of breakfast, I went up to her to sneak a note in her hand. I tried making it secretive, but I guess that didn't work because Travis smirked and came up to us and said.
"Writing love notes to your girlfriend again?" I didn't know who was redder, me or Annabeth. Annabeth ran off before I could make a smart come-back.
"No." I said, gritting my teeth. "And for the last time, she is not my girlfriend." But sometimes it's like talking to a kindergartener, it goes in one ear and out the other.
"Whatever." He said before stalking off, probably off to spread more rumors about the 'love notes' we were passing to each other. I went back to my cabin and looked at the watch 9:30. I had asked Annabeth to meet you at 12:00 so I had about two hours to kill. I laid down on my bed, and fell asleep.