I don't own PJO! Rick Riordan does and he deserves to!
Percy: I'm glad she doesn't own pjo...
What was that percy?
Percy: Nothing!
Good.
I don't know why I couldn't get him off my mind… His green eyes and messy black hair… How could I think about him like that
I don't know why I couldn't get him off my mind… His green eyes and messy black hair… How could I think about him like that? We're best friends, right? I mean ever since Mt. Saint Helens… Why did I kiss him? I can't believe I did…
The phone rang. I picked it up.
"Hello?"
"Percy? How'd you get my number?"
"I IM Thalia. What's up?"
"The sky Seaweed brain; Gods, are you really that stupid?"
"Um…"
"I thought so."
"About what happened, back at Half-Blood hill, I wanted to tell you something…" His voice seemed unsure and nervous.
"What?"
"I-I-I love you."
"What?"
"I understa…" I cut him off.
"I love you to."
"Oh…"
"Where are you?"
"Why?"
"Just, because!"
"I have to go!"
"Tell me!"
"Just Go outside… You may see someone you wanna see… Got to go! Bye!"
I opened the door. And I saw…
Please reveiw! I need insperaition because I'm not a very good writer!