Only difference is, Annabeth and Percy don't kiss at the end of the book. Picks up where The Last Olympian leaves off. Review if you like it. Probably not very good.
Diaries Of A Hopeless Romance
Log: 10:13 p.m. Friday, February 5th, 2010
Percy Jackson.
My heart beats faster even thinking of his name.
He is so stupidly clueless.
I send him every single signal a person could possibly give, and he doesn't catch on.
His eyes, his hair, his smile, his twisted sense of humor, his beginning-to-form muscles, his intolerance for being smart.
I love hate him.
WHY DOES HE MAKE ME FEEL THIS WAY?
It's not fair.
How come I'm the one who has to suffer through these emotions-why can't he?
Unless...
Maybe, just maybe, he has a tiny bit of emotion for me too-if you know what I mean.
I want to think this, but I also don't want to get my hopes up for nothing.
I thought this journal was just gonna be a stupid waste of time but it's been helping me relieve my stress a bit.
Maybe I'll go see him later, even though I want to see him NOW.
Right now, the thing I want to do most is run to Percy, tackle him to the ground, and kiss him.
I can imagine what it would be like-he'd be confused at first then he'd tangle his hands in my hair and kiss me back hard.
He would look into my eyes, and he would see all the emotion I've kept hidden and tell me all along that he's felt the same.
Then we would date for six months, and I'd be so comfortable with him that I'd let him take over my body.
It would be perfect, he'd rent a hotel room and he'd lay rose petals all around the room, and he'd make me change into sexy lingerie, and I'd be embarrased, and he'd tell me that I'm perfect and look fantastic.
I'd wake up in the morning and he'd be there, and he would take me away on a secret trip.
After two years of being in love, he'd propose to me and we'd have the perfect wedding.
Then we'll have kids at a young age so I won't be one of those old moms, we'd have 3 kids-2 sons, and a daughter.
...
But he doesn't like me like that, and I'll probably end up all alone.
This one girl, Raven, said that I'm a stubborn bitch who's never going to get a boyfriend because I'm really annoying.
As much as I hate to admit it, I believed her.
Why can't he like me?
I mean, I'm OK looking, right?
Well there goes my self esteem.
Well, I'm not letting Percy hurt me ANYM
"Booooo!" somebody said and appeared in front of me.
I screamed until I realized it was Percy laughing his stupid ass off, I quickly closed my journal and glared at him. "What the hell was that?" I yelled at him.
"I was-ha-watching you write-hahaha-in the tree and-haha-you should have seen your face!!!"
I snapped my hand out and grabbed his leg, we both stared at each other in silence before I smiled sweetly and twisted it. He fell to the ground with a groan and did a faceplant into the soft dirt. He rolled over onto his back and rubbed the dirt off his face.
"What was that for?" he asked angrily.
"For being stupid!" I said just as angrily.
I got up and walked toward my cabin, I plopped down on my bed and hid my journal in a little compartment in my nightstand. I tried meditating, crossing my legs and placing my hands, palms up, on my knees.
"Ommmm," I said. "Ommm-I feel so stupid-ommmmm-I'm going to kill that idiot of a Seaweed Brain-ommmmm."
I sighed and uncrossed my legs, I glared out the window where I could see Percy walking to the lake. I watched in guilty anticipation as he took off his shirt. He wasn't too muscular, actually he wasn't muscular period. He had a lean and kinda wimpy complexion but his back was pretty sexy.
I got up and walked to the window to get a closer look, he ran a hand through his hair before he dived into the water. He was under for a minute before coming back up, flustered. He jumped out and kept glancing back in nervously. He quickly grabbed his shirt and power walked away from it. He looked at my cabin and saw me ogling at his body, he looked at me with a frown.
He glanced sideways before jogging to the window, he was still wet and shirtless.
"What are you looking at?" he asked. He did a quick assesment of himself in my mirror, through the window.
"Nothing," I said as nonchalantly as I could. "I was just thinking about how horrible you'd look if you ever scared me again."
That brought a grin to his face and he looked around him once more before scrambling into my cabin...through the window.
"What are you doing?" I asked, half angry, half amused.
"Hanging out with my best friend," he explained.
He flopped down on my bed and gestured for me to join him. (Since I was the camp counsler of the Athena Cabin, I got my own room while everyone else had to share one huge room.)
"You're getting my bed wet." I pointed out.
He rolled his eyes and dryed not only himself, but my bed too. "Happy?"
"No!" I snapped, crossing my arms over my chest.
He sighed and grabbed onto my arms, he pulled me onto my bed. He rolled over and placed his knees on either side of my ribs, pinning my hands down above my head, effectively immobilizing me. He started laughing and I couldn't help but join in, it felt great to laugh with him again. I hadn't been doing that too often since my feelings for him were growing way too fast for my liking.
"I've got Annabeth, daughter of Athena," he sang. "She's stuck in my clutches, and isn't getting free...na!"
His idiocy and inability to rhyme made me burst into another fit of laughter. He grinned down at me, and slowly released my hands, I didn't want him to let go of me though. I grabbed his arms and held them in the air, his smile faded and he looked at me weirdly, we both stopped breathing and just stared.
Then I hooked my leg around his waist and flipped him over, he was caught by surprise and yelped as the tables were turned. I sat on his stomach and smiled, I held him in the same position as he did to me before.
"I've got Percy Jackson, son of Poseidon. He's stuck beneath me and..." I began singing but then my emotions took over me." Is never leaving me again." I finished, in my regular voice.
I let go of one of his hands and trailed my fingernails gently across his cheek. He swallowed and blushed red, he was probably embarrassed that I was touching him in that manner.
"Sorry," I said, also embarrased. I got off him and sat on the bed instead.
He poked me with his foot and I looked at him, his expression clearly stated he was confused. "What's been up with you lately? You're avoiding me and you never want to hang out anymore. And what was up with that journal?"
"What about it?" I asked urgently.
"What were you writing about?"
"Nothing," I said, breathing a sigh of relief.
"Nothing?" he asked sarcastically. "So you just wrote down random words?"
"It's none of your business what I write about, if you wrote in a journal too then I wouldn't ask you about it." No, but I would find it and read it while you sleep, I added silently.
"Come, on, Anna." he prodded.
I smiled a bit at the shortened version to my name, I kind of liked it, I mean what kind of name is Annabeth? A stupid one.
"Alright, if you want the truth," I sighed. "I wrote about how much I like that new boy, Vick."
"Vick?"
"Yeah, he's goregeous.
"Huh," he said.
"Hey, Percy?" I asked. He looked up at me. "Do you like anyone?"
He blushed again, filling his face with blood. "Umm, well, Rachel is pretty."
"RACHEL!?! She's not even a half-blood! She's just some human girl who's meddiling in our affairs! What is the matter with you? WHY DO YOU LIKE HER?!" I screamed.
He was so startled with my outburst that he fell of my bed with a plunk. "What's wrong with Rachel?" he asked, too startled to be angry.
"She's not right for you," I said, more calmly then before.
"And I suppose you know who is?"
"YES, YOU IDIOT!!!"
"THEN, WHO?"
"M-" I was about to say "me" but I caught myself just in time.
"Who?"
"Never mind." I mummbled.
"Tell me."
"No."
"Tell me."
"Noo."
"T-"
"Get out."
"Fine!"
"Fine!"
"Bye!"
"Bye!"
He threw me one more angry glance and climbed out my window. "YOU FOGOT YOUR SHIRT!" I screamed.
I threw the damp shirt that had been on my floor out the window, it made a slapping sound as it hit his face.
"You just can't stand to clue everyone in, can you?" he yelled. "Oh, I'm Annabeth Chase with my curly hair and California skin. I like everything that has to do with architecture and outshining everyone." he said, faking my voice poorly.
"Well you just can't stand to try to listen, all you do is block me out and act as if I'm not here when you're around her. I'm Percy Jackson with my sea green eyes and power over water. I like to hurt everyone around me and ignore my best friend because she's not important enough for me." I said, using a deeper voice to fake his.
"At least Rachel listens to me!"
I screamed and jumped through the window, tackling him as I came down and sat on his stomach again, I began punching him as hard as I could. This happened extremelly quickly, which meant I had no thoughts before I did that.
Somebody pulled me off him and a couple people had to restrain me from attacking him again. My hands were in claws and I thrashed against everyone trying to hold me back. Percy got up slowly, his face looked hurt-emotionally-and he backed away from me quickly. Then he stopped and moved closer until he was about a foot in front of me.
He grabbed my face with both his hands, causing me to still. "Annabeth Chase, stop what you are doing. I want you to close your eyes and count to ten."
I was mesmorized by his intense gaze and relunctantly did as he said. "1...2...3...4...5...6...7...8...9...10." I counted evenly.
"Open your eyes," he whispered.
I opened my eyes and realized he was much closer to me, he calmly grabbed me around the waist and pulled me into a reassuring hug. "I'm so sorry," I whispered into his shoulder, also hugging him. "I didn't mean to freak out. I guess I'm bipolar, huh?"
"I'm sorry too, I provoked you."
I looked up at him through my eyelashes, "Yeah, you did. You really hurt me, Percy."
"I'm sorry," he repeated, pulling me even closer.
I stepped back and took notice of everyone surronding us, there was approximately 15 campers. Percy put his hands up and said, "We're all good here. Move on!"
Everybody shuffled along, muttering about how the've seen much worse fights. Percy silently took my hand and tugged me to the beach, I followed relunctantly. We sat down on the sand and stared at the gently rolling waves, it was absolutely gorgeous. I hesitated then rested my head on Percy's shoulder, he put his arm loosely around my waist with his palm flat across the sand.
"If you can control water, why can't you control the earth?" I asked abruptly.
"Huh?" he asked.
"Poseidon is known as god of the sea and the earthquacker."
He got a curious glint in his eye, and he grabbed a handful of sand, he examined it then threw it in the air. It showered down on us, softly. "Well so much for that observation." Percy said, a little disappointed.
I also grabbed a handful and shook it through my fingers so only a little was left. I held it in front of him and said, "Concentrate and I want you to picture it as clearly as you can floating in a circle."
His eyebrows knit together and he concentrated souly on the sand. A second later, I watched in fascination as grain by grain the sand rose from my hand. Once all the sand was in the air, it began moving in a slow circle then it got faster and faster until it took on the sparkler effect; they were no longer indiviual grains but what looked like a solid circle.
"That was amazing!" I shouted.
I threw my arms around him and kissed his cheek, it left a light mark where my lipgloss smeared on it. I blushed, licked my thumb, and wiped the smudge away. He touched the place where I had kissed him and I saw his face heat up. "What was that for?" he asked.
"Oh, no reason. I was just happy that you discovered a new power."
"We. We discovered a new power." he corrected.
"Hey, Perce?" I asked. "You remeber when I kissed you? Mount Saint Helens?"
"How could I forget?"
"That was my first kiss," I admitted.
"Mine too."
"And it kind of sucked. You just sat there like an idiot."
"Hey! You caught me by surprise and then you were just gone!"
"Yeah... And I know where you went, where you were sent to. I just have a question, well I actually have a lot of questions. Why did you give it up?"
"It was neccesary."
"Oh."
I refrained from asking him more about it, I didn't want to get sucked into that again. "So I was your first kiss, huh? Was it any good?" he asked.
"Honestly? Yeah. I thought about it every single day you were gone, I wished so badly that you would come home," I paused and grabbed his hand, lacing my fingers with his. "To me."
We didn't speak for awhile but he finally spoke up. "Have you kissed anyone since then?" he asked.
"Yeah, but never anything real. They were like what I gave you, quick. What about you?"
He didn't meet my eyes and I already knew the answer. "Rachel," we both said together.
"But it was the same as you just told me, short and quick and doesn't really count."
"Yup."
"Sooo....neither of us has had any real kisses. Maybe...maybe me and you could do one, just so we know what a real kiss feels like."
"Sure." I said immediatly.
He turned to me so we were knee to knee, he leaned in slowly, too slowly. I grabbed his hair and pulled him to me quickly, I felt his lips on mine and it was wonderful. Even though they were chapped, they were nice. It was a nice, slow, hot, kiss.
We finally pulled back and I looked down at my hands. "That was nice," I commented.
"Yeah," he agreed.
"Well I should proably be getting to my cabin now..."
"Oh, okay, I'll see you in the morning?"
"I'll be here. Not like I have a life and anywhere to go."
"Riiight."
"Good night, love you." I realized what I said and froze, OH SHIT! "I-I meant as, you know, best friend wise. Love you, buddy."
"Good night, Anna," he said. I walked ten steps before he called out to me, "LOVE YOU TOO!!"
I smiled and continued walking, I was extremelly happy, fuck it, I was absolutely elated. I walked to my cabin and slipped in the door, I rushed to my night stand and furiously scriblled down what had happened today, in my journal. 2 hours and a massive headache later, I fell asleep, having finished my entry, I was exhausted.