Chapter One

This is my first ever fan fiction, so sorry if its a little lame. I hope this "book" is not too cheesy or anything like that. Reviews are expected, and try not to disappoint me.

I DO NOT OWN Percy Jackson and the Olympians and Heroes of Olympus. As we all know, Rick does. *sighs*

We were just a few yards away from my Prius when to my left, a shimmer appeared. I instantly recognized it; it was something you'd see almost every day, if you were a half-blood.

"Iris Message for Perseus Jackson, New York," said a female voice.

"Message Accepted," I said, stopping.

"Please wait while being connected," replied the female voice.

I turned around to face Annabeth.

We had gone to one of the Central Libraries of New York. Annabeth had wanted some historical books or, something.

As if the books in Camp weren't enough for her.

Now, my arms were filled with books the size of dictionaries. It was manners to hold something for your girlfriend, but my arms were already stiff from holding them for about half an hour.

"Catch this, will you? I don't want to be caught dead with books these thick in my hands, no matter who it is," I said, feigning a disgusted face.

"Ha, ha, Seaweed Brain," said Annabeth.

Annabeth was sixteen, going to be seventeen in a few months' time. She looked stunning in her white short skirt and tight, blue tank top. I knew her well enough to know that she wouldn't wear something like that to go outside. I was sure that this was Piper's choice of clothing for Annabeth. And it did somehow go with her blonde wavy hair and grey, stormy eyes. I had even caught some boys staring at her while we had been inside the library.

I sighed in relief when she took the books, and at the same time, Annabeth grunted.

"Percy, you were carrying the whole lot! This weighs more than the sky."

I was going to give her an answer when the Iris message had finally sent the other person through.

Sally Jackson, my mum, was sitting in our couch with Paul Blofis, her fiancé. He had one arm draped over her shoulders. I didn't mind that. After all, it was only a matter of time before he was my step-father.

"Percy! Oh, hey, Annabeth, dear. Where are you-" she stopped abruptly as she saw Annabeth holding the books, while I was leaning on a lamppost. "Percy, where are your manners? Who in the world would make their girlfriend hold such thick books?" cried my mum.

"Ugh," I said, rolling my eyes. I looked at Annabeth, with an arched eyebrow.

"Oh, no, Miss Jackson, you've got it wrong. He was carrying it, until a second ago," explained Annabeth.

"Anyway," interrupted Paul, who leaned front, with his hands loosely clapped together in his knees. "Can you join us now, Percy? We've got to tell you something… important."

"Like now, now?" I asked, standing up straight.

"Yeah."

"Uh…Okay, yeah, sure, Paul."

"How long? We can't wait to tell you," exclaimed Paul.

"Twenty minutes, perhaps," I said after a moment. "But, why? What's so important that it can't wait? Wait, is it something about camp or-?"

"No, no, Percy," said mum, cutting me. "Just a happy thing about… us. Uh, I think I gave away too much, don't you think, Paul?"

I think I got it.

"Um, so Percy, our date…" said Annabeth, turning to me.

We were planning to eat from outside and catch a movie in the afternoon. I guess its shattered now.

"You can come, too, dear," said mum. "You're a part of our family, now, I guess, seeing the way your 'relationship' is working out…" She trailed off, a teasing smile on her face.

"Okay, we're coming," I said, blushing slightly, along with Annabeth. "Come on, Annabeth."

Annabeth waved a goodbye to my mum and slashed the message in half with her hand. I don't think anyone around us had seen our little conversation. Way to go Mist, I thought.

We got into the car, and soon we were on the highway, driving to my house.

As I was driving, I thought about what my Mom had said about Annabeth and me.

Seeing the way your 'relationship' is working out...

It was true, in a way. I think we had never been closer to each other. Annabeth and I, along with some of our friends, were going to the same school in New York. It had hostels or if you wanted, you could come and go to school. Since it was very close to my house, I took the come-and-go option. But Annabeth lived in San Francisco and that was way too far, so she took the hostel option. But I guess you would be asking yourself: How come they can attend the whole year? Do they seriously think that they can get through the whole semester without getting themselves killed?

Actually, yes. We were qualified and well-trained enough that we could attend our twelfth grade in the mortal world. But now it was summer, so we were obviously going to Camp Half Blood to be ourselves for once. We would be going there the next week and staying there for the rest of the summer.

Anyway, as I was saying, Annabeth and I would meet almost every week. We would get together and hangout with some of our friends on Friday nights. And Piper McLean, daughter of Aphrodite, must have been giving her some tips on how to take our relationship to the next level.

Of course, she would. She was Annie's best friend.

So, as a result to the tips, Annabeth has been pestering me and trying to convince me to take her to my house for the night.

And I would say again and again and again: "No, Annie, we can't. You know very well that my Mom would kill me if she heard or saw that."

And she would keep trying: "Please, Seaweed Brain, just once. I promise, just once!" To soften me up, she would always bring this topic when we were in the middle of a kiss, but I was resolute.

We reached my house. I got out of the car, and helped Annabeth carry a few books, as she wouldn't allow me to take the whole bundle again.

I rang the doorbell with my right elbow, as my hands were full. Annabeth laughed, and shook her head, smiling.

"You're here!" said mum, as she opened the door.

She tried to take the books from my hands but I jerked my chin towards Annabeth, who was having a little trouble holding the books as they had been shaking when she was laughing and were still shaking.

"Here, give them to me, Annabeth," said mum, taking the books from her hands without really waiting for a response. "Come on in," she said.

Paul was waiting for us at the living room, his hand tapping nervously on the armrest of the couch.

Mum and I put the books down on the coffee table. When Paul saw us, he stood up and hugged me, then Annabeth. He then sat on the couch and waited for us to sit down before he started talking.

"Did we interrupt any of your plans?" enquired Paul.

"No, not at all. We were actually going to come here," replied Annabeth. It was true: we were going to come here, but only in the evening.

"Oh, okay. I guess we'll get straight to the point, then," said Paul, looking at my Mom.

"So, Percy… I think you would have guessed by now…?" asked mum.

"Er, yeah, I think I've got it." I said.

Annabeth raised an eyebrow at me. I looked back at her, then at mum and Paul, waiting for them to tell her.

"Go on, honey," pressed mum.

The three of them looked at me, expectantly.

I said it: "Wedding."

Mum and Paul looked relieved. Mum nodded at me, while Paul smiled.

Annabeth, on the other hand, took this in a totally stupid way.

Yeah, I just called my girlfriend, the daughter of the Wisdom Goddess, stupid.

"WHAT?" she asked, her eyes widening. "You mean our wedding? Gods of Olympus, no way! Percy-"

I took her hand, and squeezed it, all the time laughing.

"Annabeth, not our wedding! We're only seventeen, for God's sake! It's my mum's wedding! Right, mum?" I asked, looking at my mom, who was smiling.

"He's right, dear," agreed mum, still smiling.

"Oh… Okay, then," Annabeth said, now smiling at her own words. "Sorry," she added sheepishly, looking at Paul and Mum.

Paul dismissed her apology with a casual wave of his hand.

"So, when is it?" I asked, beaming.

"That's the problem," started Paul. He was looking extremely nervous as he continued, "We wanted to do it this summer, my relatives are all here now, but they'll be gone, soon, though…So, we've planned to arrange the wedding at The Waves Hotel for the last Saturday of this summer."

Okay, I thought, we had plenty-

Wait. The last Saturday of summer was… was…

It was the fourth Saturday from today.

So, hope you like it...