AN: Hey guys! I had to delete my two new stories, because I wanted to focus on this one-shot and another story. Sorry for any inconveniences.

Oh, and if the first few chapters of my sequel were kind of wanky, I'm terribly sorry. I speed wrote them down, because my napkins didn't look that strong.

Oh, and I'm not sure if this story should take place before or after they're together, so I'll let you decide for yourself.

~Thalia, Daughter of Zeus

They were sitting under a very beautiful oak tree, staring out into the lake.

Annabeth spoke up.

"Percy," she whispered, "How did you feel about me or- what did you think about me when we first met?"

"How-how-how I felt about you?" he asked, immediately turning red. Annabeth laughed.

"Yes, that's right. So, how did you feel about me?" she asked, smirking. "Ohh, why can't you just make me do something else humiliating?!" he moaned.

"Just tell me," said Annabeth, softly. Percy looked her in the eyes, and nodded, sighing deeply.

"Okay, well, when I woke up the first time, I swear, you looked like a princess, or an angel," he said, sitting cross-legged, staring at the ground, fiddling with a piece of grass.

"When I woke up the second time, I saw you more clearly. Your eyes... You..." he paused, grabbing more grass.

"You have the most beautiful gray eyes in the universe. Everytime I'm upset, I just have to look at them, and I feel better," he whispered, looking out at the lake. Annabeth's heart melted. "Oh, Percy. Thank you," she whispered, hugging him.

Percy smiled, and he continued.

"When you told me that I drooled," he laughed, "You took out some of my ego." Annabeth smiled. "Sorry," she murmured.

"When you got tough on me, I thought a bit less of you," he admitted. Annabeth ducked her head.

"Sorry," she apologized. Percy laughed. "It's fine," he said, staring at the ground again. "Anywho, when you set me up, I kinda got ticked off," he said. "Ai! Stop making me feel guilty!" she cried.

"How did that make you feel guilty?" laughed Percy. "I was a total jerk to you!" she cried. Percy hugged her, saying, "Yeah, but you're my jerk."

She laughed, and gestured for him to continue.

"Then, when we had to rescue you from Atlas, I really missed you, and I realized that I missed you for a reason," he said.

"When you told Thalia to spare Luke, I got a little mad, but I figured, y'know, let you make your own decisions," he continued. Annabeth looked up at him. "What did my mom tell you, at the party?" she asked.

"Oh, she told me the usual, stay away from you, she doesn't approve, blah blah blah," he said, playing with a lock of her hair. "Percy, you could've told me," she whispered. "I didn't want to bother you," he said, staring at her hair.

"Then at the Labyrinth, I can't believe I actually considered Rachel....what I was looking for was right in front of me," he said, his mind elsewhere. "Oh, Percy," she whispered.

He got on his stomach, lying down.

He grinned mischievously.

"What?" she asked.

"What did you think of me when we first met?"