"So," Annabeth tried to say casually, clearing her throat and picking at the blue, lumpy cupcake. "You still seeing Rachel?" Percy shook his head. "I'm seeing you." Annabeth blushed to think of ever doubting his love, that hunky son of the sea god.
She positioned herself for the kiss. It's coming, she thought...
Until Percy walked up to a lonely Nico, put him in a headlock and embraced him for what seemed to be an hour. Annabeth tried to keep herself from crying. Nico walked away, indifferent but cheeks a little flushed.
"I-I thought you said you were seeing me," Annabeth said, trying to sound hollow. "I was." Percy said. "You were right in front of me. My eyes saw you. Hence I was seeing you."
