Just a little short story. Adding the next chapter soon.
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Percy hadn't been to camp in months. Ever since he and Annabeth had gone to college together in New Rome, it was harder to find time to come back to Camp Half Blood. Percy was glad to be home. They were wandering around the cabins when someone spoke from behind them.
"Percy! Annabeth!" yelled Will Solace.
He and Nico DiAngelo were striding up behind them, hand in hand. Nico had changed so much in the past few years, Percy almost didn't recognize him. His skin was tan; there were no dark rings under his eyes. His black hair was swept to the side and barely touched his eyebrows. He was muscular and tall. He wore a black tee shirt that with a band name Percy didn't know and dark jeans. Tattoo sleeves completely covered both of his arms, but most shocking of all, he was smiling. Annabeth hugged them both, and Percy clapped Nico on the shoulder. They sat down and had lunch together in the dining pavilion. Will told them all about their adventures in Greece and China; apparently they'd been traveling together. After a while, the sun began to set. Nico and Will said goodbye and disappeared into Nico's cabin.
"I want a tattoo." said Annabeth out of the blue.
Percy stared at her.
"Really?" he asked.
"Yeah. I've been thinking about it for a while, but after seeing Nico's tattoos, I think I really do want one." she said.
Percy paused.
"But...not a sleeve like Nico, right?" he asked.
Annabeth pushed his arm lightly
"Of course not." she said with a laugh.
Percy sighed with relief. Nico's tattoos were cool looking, but they still gave him the creeps.
"What would you want a tattoo of?" he asked.
Annabeth pulled out her phone and showed him a picture of the simple outline of an owl. She had been planning this in advance. Percy nodded.
"I like it." he said. "But you know what would be better?"
"What?" said Annabeth
Percy took her phone and Google translated his name into Greek. Annabeth laughed.
"Very funny." she said.
Percy chuckled and handed her the phone.
He had meant for it to be a joke, but suddenly he liked the idea. He could get her name in Greek tattooed on his shoulder.
"What would you think?" he asked.
Annabeth looked up from the owl pictures she was scrolling through.
"Think about what?" she asked.
"About me getting your name on my shoulder."
Annabeth smiled until she realized he wasn't joking.
"You're not serious, are you?" she asked.
Percy blinked.
"Uh-yeah. I think it would be cool. I could get it on the back of my shoulder." He said, pointing to where he wanted it.
Annabeth stared at him."You can't do that."
"Why not?" he asked.
"Haven't you seen those awful pictures?" She said with a laugh. "People get their girlfriend or boyfriend's name as a tattoo and then they break up and they're stuck with it."
Percy felt like she'd impaled him with her dagger.
'But we aren't just 'people'. Percy wanted to say.
They'd been to hell and back together. Literally. How could she say something like that? Percy knew he shouldn't take offense; it was just Annabeth being her rational self, but something bothered him about the way she said it. As if it was obvious why he shouldn't get her name tattooed on his shoulder.
He usually wasn't one for over thinking things, but the next morning, it was still bothering him.
"Morning." Annabeth said, stretching.
Percy ignored her and rolled out of bed. Annabeth watched him put on his jeans and rummage through his drawer for a shirt.
"You okay?" She asked warily.
Suddenly, Percy was angry. She didn't even remember.
"Why should you care?" He spat.
Annabeth sat up and knit her eyebrows.
"Excuse me?" she said.
Percy slammed the drawer shut.
"Well if we're just going to break up eventually then why should you care about whether or not I'm 'okay'?"
Percy avoided her eyes, but he knew she was hurt.
"Who said anything about breaking up?" She asked.
"You did!" Percy said bitterly. "And you don't even remember."
Annabeth looked bewildered until she remembered.
"Is this about the tattoo thing?" She asked. "Seriously?"
Percy finally looked at her.
"Yes seriously." He said. She jumped to her feet.
"You're being unreasonable!" she yelled. Now she was angry too. "You know I didn't mean it that way!"
"Really?" said Percy. "Then how did you mean it?"
"I meant that we're still teenagers, Percy."
Her voice softened. "Something could happen."
Percy shook his head and threw up his hands in surrender.
"Whatever. Just forget it." He spat.
"Fine!"
"Fine."
Annabeth stormed out of their cabin, still wearing her pajama pants.
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