"But Annabeth, you didn't tell him you love him yet, so how do you know you guys are serious?" Adele, one of the nicer Aphrodite girls I'd grown close to, pointed out.
"Look, saying 'I love you' again and again isn't better than knowing that you love each other, and don't feel the need to say it." I told her.
"Well, you feel that way, but are you sure Percy does?" Adele asked.
Now there was a problem. I had no doubts about Percy not liking me, but loving me the way I loved him, I wasn't quite sure.
"Not…really." I bit my lip.
Adele laughed. "Good, you're a little bit tensed, then I'd be scared you're too abnormal."
I threw a hay dummy at her. "Very funny. But does he though?"
She shrugged. "You'll never know if you never tell him how you feel."
"You're right. I'll be at the lake. See you at lunch." I made my way and braced myself for the worst.
What if he's actually going out with me out of pity? What if he runs off and hides at Poseidon's Palace or something? What if I screw up?
I shook my head and breathed. Calm down, it's all right.
He came out of the lake. And all my mind could process was that he looked gorgeous. His abs rippled with every movement, his black hair was messy as ever, but that made him look hotter. I always got lost in his deep green eyes. And his lips were oh, so sweet and kissable.
"Hey Wise Girl." He smiled. Gods, that smile should have a danger sign on it.
As mesmerized as I was, I managed to keep a straight face. "Hey Seaweed Brain."
"Um, so I was talking to Adele earlier, and she's sort of making me do this, but I know that you know already, and that it doesn't need to be said, but, I love you." I braced myself for his answer.
His smile widened. "I knew that. But tell her that I said, I love you too."
I let out a breath that I didn't know I was holding, and said, "Well, I knew that too."
"Is this the part where I kiss you?" He asked, getting closer to me.
I nodded and put my arms around his neck. The kiss was perfect. Not fairytale perfect, no, that's way too cheesy. But, it was 'Percabeth'-ly perfect- as the other demigods had started to call us. Not that I minded. I just pretended to.
