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"Slow down, Hopscotch, would ya? Not all of us have long legs like you." Amelia worked to catch up to the faster man. "You told me that you knew someone willing to be my roommate." She began walking backwards as she jabbed a finger into her best friend's chest. Sebastian couldn't help but smirk at her excitability. "You haven't told me who…" She sang the last words. Sebastian stayed quiet, mostly just to pester Amy. He knew how curious she could get, and how much she enjoyed knowing things.
"Are you gonna tell me?" She poked his arm. "Tellmetellmetellmetellmetell-"
"Fine, fine, I give," Seb responded, finally laughing. "You know the guy that I room with?"
"Yeessss," Amelia said, drawing the word out in exasperation. "The dark-haired hottie that we hang out with like every other day. Of course I know him."
Sebastián had only roomed with him for about two weeks, but they'd grown close quickly. Seb's 'whatever' attitude, paired with his roommate's slightly more chaotic one, had worked together surprisingly well.
They entered the coffee shop. Seb continued. "Well he's got a girlfriend-"
"Aw, dang."
"-And she's coming in to do a few semesters of college with some sort of student exchange program. So she needs a place to stay. Americano, por favor."
"She'll help pay rent though, right? Caramel Frappucino. Grande. Please."
"Soon as she gets a job, si. They're meeting us here in half an hour."
"Yes!" Amy loved meeting new people. "Wait, do I look okay? I didn't even brush my hair this morning…"
"Oh dang. She's prettier than me." Amy elbowed Seb. "Seb… she's prettier than me. Probably smarter too. Gosh darn."
The girl's stormy gray eyes scanned the establishment, taking in the lighting, the windows, the college students studying on laptops. She was holding hands with her green-eyed boyfriend. She held a laptop with a blue triangle on the lid in the other hand, and a baseball cap was stuffed in her back pocket. Despite her only wearing jeans and an orange t-shirt, she was still stunning.
Seb waved them over. "Hey, sorry we were here early, hermano. Got you a coffee."
"Hey, Perce," Amy greeted. "Hey, Perce's girlfriend."
The girl smiled. "My name is Annabeth."
"I'm Amy."
"There's two bedrooms, but one of them is my storage right now. Sorry. I'm a bad organizer. Kitchen is in the front, you can see, and living and dining. Dining is also storage. I will get this all cleaned, really. Most of it just has to be put away…" Amy grinned sheepishly. "But this is home. I hope it's alright?"
Annabeth smiled kindly. She could tell the girl hadn't had a roommate before, and it wasn't just because of the mess. Amy's entire composure, coupled with her age (she couldn't have been over twenty), signified that she wasn't used to living with others. Her embarrassment over the mess, for one.
"Don't worry about it. Percy's much worse about cleaning than you are. And I'll happily take the couch until the other bedroom is cleared." She set her suitcase in the small hallway. Having been used to being on the run, Annabeth grew accustomed to living out of bags of all shapes and sized. A full suitcase was a luxury. Not that she'd had to do much running recently. Living in San Francisco wasn't as bad as it could've been, but New York beckoned. Between the camp and Percy, alongside all of her other friends there, she wanted to come back. So it was a blessing when Chiron called and asked that she return to investigate an increase in NY monster activity. They'd been seen more frequently than usual, and Chiron trusted Annabeth's intelligence.
Annabeth was confident in her ability to stay undercover at this college, even knowing she could pass her classes with flying colors as she worked on the case. Her only concern was the roommates. She knew that Percy and the other guy had grown close, and Amy had been spending a lot of time with them. Would they get injured if they spent too much time with the demigods? Would they find out somehow?
Annabeth shook her head, realizing the brunette had asked her a question. "I'm sorry, Amy. I zoned. What did you ask?"
Amelia smiled, almost laughing at Annabeth's aloofness. She'd barely known the girl an hour, and already knew they'd be good friends. "Just wondering what you want to do for dinner tonight. Unless you've already eaten. Then that's cool too."
Annabeth did laugh when Amelia stumbled over her words like she did. The girl was awkward, in a cute way. She reminded her of Hazel, in a sense, the slightly awkward feel. And something about Amy felt… old. Like she was oddly mature under the layers and layers of smiling and messy living rooms. "Well you'll have to tell me the best place to get a meal around here. How's the college food? Dining Hall? "
Annabeth may not always enjoy company, but she enjoyed figuring out what makes people tick. Everyone was a new puzzle to solve.
"Oh, Sweetheart," Amy said, smiling almost maliciously. "We can do so much better than school food."
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