Chapter One
Annabeths Point of View
The Reunion
It had been years since I last saw him. It'd been years since I stormed out of his apatment frightned and angry. But I knew that I would have to tell him. I have to. In all of the years we've spent together I knew that this was one secret that I couldn't keep from him, no matter how hard I try. What was I going to do? He probally thinks that I've ditched him, and he's probally moved on. He probally has kids by now. Probally two little boys with sea green eyes, wandering about on their short toddler legs. Snap out of it Annabeth, I told myself, Face the truth or he'll never forgive you. I was right, this had to be done or I could never live with myself knowing that I kept it a secret from him for so long. But, I really shouldn't bother him, I mean he turned out to be extremely sucessfull and voted the worlds sexiest man (according to People) topping Robert. Downey. Jr. Would he even remember me? I mean I'm sure he would remember the girl who broke his heart, but would he be happy, sad, or mad to see me? Fine, I decided, I will write him a letter and give him the stuff through an envelope, I decided, I'll just slip it under his doorstep. Or, my sub conciense told me, you could tell him in person how you feel and what he did. Now, you're all probally wondering how in the world was I, Annabeth Chase, going to find out where the worlds sexiest man alive lives. Well, let me let you in on a little secret.
A couple of years ago, when it first happened, I went through a stage where I couldn't get over Percy Jackson. At first, it was the little things, like his family, where he works, what he does, where he lives, the little things that I didn't already know. After that, it got kinda stalkerish. Before I knew it I was tracking him on google earth, looking at his old elementary school reports, and even finding out his blood type and allergies. Blood type B negative. allergic to shellfish. I smiled at the thought of a son of Posiden being allergic to shellfish. And frankly, I'm not quite sure I got over that stage. Now, whenever there's a story or documentary or interview with Percy Jackson, you will find it on my DVR. It's not like I'm still stalking him, but I guess you could say I've been keeping tabs on him. After going through my files to find where he lives again, I gathered my big manilla envelope and rushed out the door. I got into my BMW X3 2012 and drove across town. He didn't live far from me, but it was still a pain to go through all that traffic without actually seeing the person themselves. Maybe I should see him, something inside me said, go face him and express your love, it continued, go on you can do it! I mentally slapped myself. What are you thinking Annabeth! He probally hates you for what you did to him! Oh well, he was going to find out why in about 5 minutes the reason why. Suddenly my phone blared out Under the Sea from The Little Mermaid. Thalia, it read. "Hello?!" I snapped at one of my BFF's since forever.
"Annabeth!" she said souding worried, "Where are you? I tried to get inside our apartment but no one was home!"
I sighed, leave it to Thalia to forget her keys, "The spare keys under the mat," I sighed.
"Thanks," she said, "But that doesn't answer my question. Where are you?"
"Um," I said searching for an excuse, if Thalia knew what I was going she would stop me. You see, when I first told Thalia, she told me I would just get hurt even more if I told him. She was probably right, but as each day came and went, I felt guiltier, my heart dropping to soles of my feet. If I didn't tell him soon, I was pretty sure I would die of guilt sooner or later. So instead of hoping for later, I decided to destroy the problem completely. "I'm headed over to the library, I have to to to to take out some architect books!" I saved.
"Oh, okay! When do you think you'll be back?" her voice rang through the speaker.
"An hour or so," I answered giving her a time that wasn't too long or short for her to get suspicious.
"Kay, see you later!" she ended the call. Soon enough, I found myself at his apartment door. I double checked what was inside and slipped the envelope under his door. Suddenly there was a loud bang from inside.
"Come on seaweed brain," a high pitched but very seductive voice said from inside, " you know you want a peek!" Wait! I was the only one who could call him seaweed brain, and who was that?!
"Come here," another voice said, "I want a peek!" I shivered at the sound of that voice, it was deeper sure, but it was Percy's voice no doubt. I stumbled backwards and knocked over a potted plant breaking the contents all over the floor. "Hold on," Percy said, "I think someones out the door." Shit! Way to go Annabeth! Suddenly the door swung open, reavealing a partly nude, half awake, person who I never planned on seeing again. I could feel my knees go weak when I saw his still unruly crows nest of hair. My eyes scanned over his more than perfect abs and Holy Zeus! His arms were like the most amazing things on earth! I saved the best for last though. His eyes, as soon as my eyes connected with those swirling green orbs, I knew that I had reached Elysium, well as much like it as you can when you're still alive. We stared at each other for a moment until a flicker of recongnition crossed his face, "Annabeth?" he asked, clearly stunned.
"What's up seaweed brain?" I asked smiling weakly.