Percy felt a warm breath on the back of his neck. He turned finding no one there. He smiled and pretended not to notice. The breath always lead to a good day for Percy. Forgetting about class, he walked towards the one place in school he knew would be empty right now. Ducking backstage, Percy walked through a pile of hanging blackout curtains and onto the Goode High School theater. He felt the breath again and whipped his body around. Grabbing the air in front of him, he felt around before feeling his hand rest on the tattered, blue Yankees cap. He pulled his hand backwards. The air seemed to shimmer for a moment before he was met by a pair of sparkling gray eyes. "I win!" Percy laughed, revealing his cheeky grin. Annabeth laughed with him, and reached upwards, catching him in a kiss. She let go and fell into his arms. She still smells like lemons, Percy thought to himself. And with that, they walked out of the theater and into the daylight, holding hands and grinning like mad men as they walked down the hallway and into the warm spring air.
