This was the first fanfiction that I wrote. It takes place after The Blood of Olympus and before The Hidden Oracle. I posted it on Google Plus back in March, but I decided to publish it on here. It's not that good, but I hope you all like it!

Annabeth's POV

"Are you ready?" Piper asked. Even though she had little to no interest in fashion, she smiled, proud of the work her siblings had done.

"I guess," I answered. All of the Aphrodite-Venus girls smiled. I knew they had done a great job, but I was still nervous. We were all crowded in the Aphrodite cabin. A few of the Roman campers hadn't been to the Greek camp before, and they were impressed with all of our cabins and the strawberry fields.

The girls led me to a mirror. Normally, I don't care about looks, but I have to admit that they made me look amazing. My hair was pulled into a high ponytail, and was more curly than usual. Small violet flowers decorated and emphasized some curls, courtesy of the Demeter-Ceres kids.

They had done my makeup, too, although they kept it as low-key as possible at my request. A small touch of eyeliner danced across my eyelids, making my grey eyes more noticeable. The pale blue-green eyeshadow made my eyes even more noticeable still.

Then the dress- oh, the dress- dropped down to my ankles. The dress was probably my favorite part of my outfit. It was sea green, the exact shade of Percy's eyes. When light hits certain spots, it sparkles just like Percy's eyes do when he smiles at me.

The shoes were silver sandals. It took some convincing for the Aphrodite-Venus girls to allow me to ditch the heels they had originally planned for me to wear, but I finally won them over by saying that I wouldn't be able to run in them if a monster attacked us. Although, since we were in Camp Half-Blood, I didn't see how any monsters could get in.

"I love it," I said, fingering the fabric of the dress, making it shimmer. Their smiles got even wider, and they grouped around to hug me.

A knock came from the front of the cabin.

"Who is it?" Piper called, fixing a slight wrinkle in the fabric.

"Magnus," the voice called back. "Can I come in?"

Everyone looked to me. "Sure, come in!" I hollered.

The door opened, and my cousin walked in, wearing a nice red suit.

"Everything's almost ready," he said. He looked around the cabin, then at me. "You look really nice," he complimented.

"Thank you." I moved to hug him, and he hesitantly hugged me back. I don't usually hug people, but this was a special occasion.

"So, are you almost ready?" Magnus asked. He shifted his stance, seemingly uncertain around so many girls. I had been around him long enough to know his body language.

"Yeah, just give me another five minutes or so." I snuck another glance at the mirror.

"Okay, I'll go tell Chiron. See you in five," he said, giving me a half-hug. He left the cabin, leaving me with all the girls.

"Hey, guys, do you mind giving me and Annabeth a few minutes? You know, to go over the plan?" Piper asked. The girls smiled knowingly, then left the cabin.

I went over and sat by a window, looking out into the center of the camp. So many people were crowded, milling around, waiting to get started.

"Oh my gods," I whispered. "I'm going to blow it!" I looked frantically at Piper, who sat down next to me.

"No, you won't. Do you remember what to do?" She asked.

"Walk, talk, kiss," I recited. I had researched as much as I could for this moment, still while not using the internet.

"Good. See, you'll do fine!" She exclaimed. She fingered the pink flower in her braided hair that matched her dress, which was the same style as mine; long, sleeveless, and tight.

"Thank you for putting up with me right now," I sighed. "I'm still not good with emotions, I guess."

"Anything for a friend," Piper answered, putting her arm around me.

My mind kept replaying the plan: walk, talk, kiss, walk, talk, kiss, walk talk kiss walktalkkiss. And that plan was just the simplified way to say it.

I could think of nothing else until my gaze wandered onto my hand and the ring that was on it.

Nothing right now could stop me from reliving the day when Percy gave me this ring and asked me to be his wife.

X-X-X

We were just coming back from New Rome, and decided to stop in at Percy's mom's apartment on our way to Camp Half-Blood. Mrs. Jackson had prepared us some of her famous blue cookies. Paul was still at work for another ten minutes. As soon as she set the plate of cookies down, Percy and I each took one.

Immediately, Mrs. Jackson asked, "How was New Rome?"

"All the architecture was amazing," I replied. I launched into a full description of everything within New Rome.

Just when I was in the middle of describing the acropolis, Paul walked in.

"Hey, kids!" he exclaimed. He leaned over and kissed Mrs. Jackson on the cheek. "How was New Rome?"

I was about to start over describing, when Paul looked at the plate of blue cookies. He looked back up at Percy. "Are you okay?" he asked, a look of concern on his face.

I had been so caught up in describing New Rome, I hadn't even noticed that the plate of cookies was still full.

I looked questioning at Percy.

He blushed, then looked down. This wasn't like him.

"Annabeth, there's something I need to tell you…" he sighed. "I just didn't know how to, and it's been eating me from inside."

"So...what is it?" I asked. I noticed that my hands were shaking.

He got up from the couch, brought out a blue box, and got down on one knee.

Tears filled my eyes. I could just make out Mrs. Jackson crying, too. Paul put his hand on her shoulder.

"Annabeth Chase, will you do me the eternal honor of becoming my wife?"

Like I said, it's not that good, but it has four parts and I'm publishing them all before publishing the next fanfiction I have lined up. Stay tuned!