Roadtrip!
A.N.: for all of you that read my HoH story, I mentioned a story that I would be releasing soon that I wouldn't tell you about, because it would've completely ruined the surprise, but it's here! Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own PJO and I never ever will.
One: Annabeth PoV
I jumped out of my dad's car, kissing his cheek goodbye hastily before grabbing my bags and racing past Thalia's pine and down into the valley. Camp. Finally.
I made my way across the central green, saying hello to everyone as I passed. I was so freaking happy I could've broken into song, no joke. I dropped my things onto the floor, dragging my trunk out from under my bunk, prepared to unpack when I felt a light tap on my shoulder.
"Excuse me? I'm looking for someone, her name is Annabeth Chase, but I know her as Wise Girl," a familiar voice remarked.
Percy Jackson.
"Percy," I breathed before kissing him, his arms wrapping around my waist as I stood up on tip-toe. I smiled against him mouth and deepened the kiss. It was a good thing I couldn't talk at the same time, otherwise he would've heard my desperate sigh. Percy is most definitely the only person that could easily force it out of me. All it would take was a few kisses her and there and some brushing of the fingertips… Gods, I sound like an Aphrodite girl.
"Um… hello, PDA?" Malcolm interrupted, wrinkling his nose. I rolled my eyes as we broke apart, my cheeks hot. Percy grinned unashamedly.
"Sorry, Malcolm, but I haven't seen her since Spring Break," he explained.
"Yeah, yeah, lovers reunion and all that. Whatever. Just try not to let it get too far in broad daylight," my half brother replied as he turned to grab a few blueprints from the cork board.
"Malcolm!" I cried, my face definitely more red than before. Even Percy was showing hints of a blush through his tan.
"Whatever, sis," he called back as he left the cabin. I turned back to Percy.
"Well, we can do whatever you want after I unpack," I told him, opening my camp trunk and unzipping my suitcase.
"No need," he said, stopping me. "Chiron has a little surprise for all the head counselors. I don't know what it is yet, but he told us not to bother. He's going to tell us at the meeting tonight."
"Really?" I asked, raising my eyebrows. That was strange. Percy shrugged and I zipped my suitcase back up and placed it on my bunk, sliding my trunk back underneath.
"Come on, let's take a walk. It's just so good to be back," I suggested, and Percy took my hand as we walked back outside. The central green was in full bloom, and the sun was gently beating down. All of the cabins were alive with activity, old and new campers alike running around, unpacking and meeting up with friends.
"I love this place," Percy told me as we walked.
"Me too," I agreed, reaching up to kiss him on the cheek.
"Careful. I don't want Malcolm to come murder me in my sleep," he warned jokingly, and I laughed.
"Please, Seaweed Brain. I think he knows that I'd have to kill him if he did that," I replied easily. He grinned.
"That's always nice to hear," he told me honestly.
"So what's new here?" I asked.
He shrugged. "I don't exactly know what you mean by new. I've only been here one day more than you have. Katie and Travis are still not together and still fighting. Some Legionares are coming to visit, Reyna, Dakota and Bobby. Jason arrived a few days ago with Piper. You know, if you wanted an update on all the gossip, why aren't you asking Drew? I mean, no offense, but she's way more likely to be able to fill you in."
I snorted. "Yeah, and she's way less likeable."
"Good point," he agreed.
We had reached the beach, and the moment our feet hit the sand Percy picking me up, bridal style and ran towards the water. I yelped at the chill it gave me, but there was no point in complaining. Besides, as weird as it was, Long Island Sound was pretty special to us. It was, after all, where we'd gotten together.
He dunked me underwater and I popped up, glaring at him. I was soaked, still in my camp clothes and my blond hair was not looking too princessy. Percy laughed and touched my arm, drying me off, but at the same time, sending shivers up my spine. He pulled me in and I wrapped my arms around my neck. His eyes stared back into mine, their sea green like some kind of intoxicating, life saving drug. We'd been to hell and back—literally—and I knew that nothing, not even my scheming, overprotective mom, could come between us. We would die for each other time and time again. I loved him.
He leaned down and kissed me slowly, our tongues engaging in what Matthew and Bobby would call tonsil hockey. But then again, they were still nine, and to them, girls had cooties.
We drew back, our foreheads resting gently against one another, breathing heavily. My heart was doing a dance routine in my chest, frantically banging against my ribcage. I hoped he couldn't hear it—or feel it, for that matter, seeing as to how close we were. He didn't need to know what he did to me.
"I love you," I whispered, smiling nervously. The words gave me this elated feeling every time we said them whether it was in person or after chatting for hours over the phone.
"I love you, too," he told me, before placing one last kiss on the tip of my nose before carrying me out of the water and setting me down carefully. The conch horn sounded.
"Race you to dinner," we both said at the same time before taking off. I beat him to the pavilion by a mere second, and I smirked triumphantly.
"Hey, I tripped," he said defensively, and I rolled my eyes.
"Yeah, okay, Percy." I gave him a smile before taking my designated seat at the head of the Athena table. It sucked, not being able to sit with him, but I think it was good. We were best friends as well as a couple, but I didn't want anyone accusing me of being attached, even if we were.
It was just one of those things that happened once you've had countless near death experiences with someone. You become inseparable.
After scraping the best roll into the fire and murmuring thanks to my mom and Aphrodite, I sat back down and dug in. Percy sat alone with Tyson and Grover at the Poseidon table, digging into barbecue and blue Cherry Coke. We made faces at each other across the pavilion, silently laughing.
Chiron stood and stomped his foot on the floor, calling for silence.
"Welcome back, campers, to another summer, and I hope you are all well," he began, smiling at all of us. "Capture the Flag will be next week, and there is a head counselor meeting at the Big House after dinner. To the gods!" he raised his glass in a toast and drank from it, the rest of us mimicking his motions.
When I'd cleared off my plate, I told Malcolm to take the rest of the cabin back to Cabin 6 to get ready for bed while I was at the meeting.
Percy met me at the edge of the pavilion, wordlessly taking my hand. We walked up to the Big House. Anticipation was thrumming through my whole body. Whatever surprise Chiron had in store, I hoped it would be good, and not some ominous quest or dilemma. I'd had way too many of those in my lifetime.
Everyone was taking seats around the ping-pong table, Katie glaring daggers at Travis for putting mud in her sheets, Piper seated casually on Jason's lap, Leo fooling around with whatever metal trinket he was working on. Lou Ellen was painting her hand with henna, and Clarisse was sharpening her dagger while talking to Will Solace. The whole scene was reminiscent of the one when I'd first announced that Percy was at Camp Jupiter with no memory. Except this time, he was here with me.
Chiron rolled in, retracted into his special wheelchair.
"As you have all heard, I have a special surprise for you," he began, smiling. "I know that in the last few years, our camp has been through a lot, and all of you are growing older at time goes on. It's always been difficult to travel for demigods, so I've arranged for you to take a cross country road trip together this summer, and you will be leaving tomorrow before lunch. You can see anything you've always wanted to see, and I can trust that you'll stay safe with each other and the enchantments that have been placed on the RV that the gods have graciously provided."
For a second, there was silence.
And then the shouting began.
You like? I really wanted to use this idea, because it has a lot of potential for pranks, drama and romance. It will not only be in Annabeth's perspective, and I will try to include as many pairings as possible. If you have any requests, you can just tell me, and I'll try to make them happen as long as they don't interfere with the plot I have planned. Please review, constructive criticism is ALWAYS appreciated! Thanks so much for reading!
-NotsoSugarQueen