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Hermione373
Annabeth Chase glared at herself in the mirror.
"WHAT is wrong with me?" Yelling at herself didn't help. Ever since that amazing day when she had kissed Percy on the beach, she found herself...wanting to act differently. Wanting to wear something other than worn Camp t-shirts and jeans. Wanting to be more...sophisticated. All in all, she found herself wanting to act more like a girl around him.
"Knock, knock?"said a familiar voice outside. She once again strayed towards the mirror, checking her reflection for flaws. Then she cursed and pulled herself to the door, opening it.
"Hi."he said, awkwardly.
"Um...hey."she said, even more awkwardly. They stood around for a while, in a silence so mortifyingly awkward.
"Uh, so...did you come here for a reason?"she asked, not willing to stand the silence another moment. This seemed to wake him up.
"Oh, yeah...I was wondering...well, if you would..." He looked at her pleadingly, as if begging her to understand.
"If I would..."she prompted.
"Well, I mean, ever since my birthday..."he trailed off. They both simultaneously blushed a bright red. He took a deep breath.
"Willyoubyanychancegooutwithme?"he articulated. Annabeth thought she had an idea what he said, but she asked just in case.
"Um...sorry, didn't catch that."
"Will...you..."
"Yeah, a little faster."
"...go out with me?"he finished, looking at her nervously. Now it was her turn to stutter.
"Well, I mean, that's...I...really..."
"You really..."he prompted. Annabeth took a deep breath.
"...can't believe you've waited this long!"she finished. Percy looked at her, his mouth open.
"What did you expect me to say?"she asked, curious.
"No, I...I...will be going now. See you tomorrow, 6, my cabin?" Without waiting for her answer, he took off. Annabeth shook her head, smiling.
"Seaweed Brain."