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Studying with Percy was….
Well, I should've known better. I really should've known better.
I showed up at his house fifteen minutes later, bag loaded with my notes and textbooks (because he was banned from my school for an incident involving a stapler, swivel chair, about fifty assorted monsters, and a blueberry milkshake. Long story).
Percy opened the door and my first thought was, Holy Athena, how does he live here? "Um, Percy, is your house under quarantine yet?"
He blinked at me. "No, why?"
"Because I just lost a large amount of faith in the health department. Gods, do you ever vacuum? No, wait, that would require the floor being present." I leant against the door frame, already tired and quite afraid of entering the death trap that was Percy's home.
He shrugged. "Mom's been staying over at Paul's for a bit."
"How long is a bit? A month?" Cautiously, I hooked a foot under a couch pillow and flicked it back to the actual couch.
"Um, two days?" Percy scratched the back of his head. He looked bewildered.
"Two days and your apartment turns into…" Even after a full minute, I couldn't find a word potent enough to describe the state of the apartment. "Maybe we should, um, study outside?"
"Why?"
And I wondered how this boy was failing classes.
"Because your apartment looks like… a toxic dump?"
"It does?" Percy turned around to survey his living room with a frown.
"Percy," I groaned, exasperated. "There is not a single square inch of clear floor, it looks like the leftovers of about fifty dinners are spread over that coffee table- to be honest, I'm scared to look in the kitchen- and I don't even want to know what that blue stuff on the ceiling is."
"Oh." He glanced up towards the blue spot in question that was currently dripping into a plate that with half-eaten pizza. "The blender and I didn't get along."
At that moment, I seriously considered running in the opposite direction as fast as humanly possible.
"Right." I decided. "We," I took hold of my boyfriend's wrist. "are going out."
Fifteen Minutes Later….
"So, Newton had three laws of motion- Percy would you please stop stabbing the dirt? Honestly, what's it done to you?" We were sitting on a park bench, studying. Or, in my case, teaching, and in Percy's case, ignoring.
"It exists." Percy said moodily, uncapping his pen and adding a new mark to all the others.
"Percy, you asked me to help you study." I said for about the hundredth time. "It would probably help if you listened."
He groaned. "Bad idea."
"Failing physics would be worse."
"How do you know? You get a perfect score on pretty much every test you take!"
"Because I do this thing called studying." I explained not-so-patiently.
"Studying." He groaned again. "Right." Percy tilted his head all the way back to stare at the sky. "I really don't like studying."
"So I've noticed." I muttered.
Half Hour Later….
"She's an empousa, I swear."
"Percy."
"Just look! She practically radiates evil."
"Percy, a baby carriage does not constitute as evil."
"But, but-"
"Percy. Physics. Failing. Focus."
"She's going to eat us and I'm going to blame you."
"She won't be able to eat you, because I'll have killed you first."
"Annabeth, she's a monster."
"Percy, you have a physics test."
Percy ran a hand through his dark hair, deliberating for a few moments whether or not it was really worth arguing about it. "Fine. I'm studying. Yay."
That was when the woman's leg changed from flesh to metal.
"Told you she was an empousa."
An Hour Later….
"You're an idiot." I wheezed out, clutching my side.
"I didn't know she had practically a whole army in the bushes-!" Percy was bent double, breathing hard.
"So you yell 'charge!' and run towards the gigantic horde of bloodthirsty monsters. Yeah, real logical, Seaweed Brain."
"That's why I'm studying, right? To get smarter?" Percy tried, leaning heavily against the wall.
"There's this amazing thing that humans usually possess. It's called common sense."
"Oh."
We sighed simultaneously. I sank down onto the chair outside the restaurant. Percy followed.
"Hey, at least you got your physics notes, right?"
I raised an eyebrow at him. The physics notes were clutched to my chest, the backpack slung over a shoulder, tugging at my hair. Not exactly in the best of shape. "Yeah, but we have a bigger problem."
"We do?" Percy said tentatively, reaching for his pocket.
"You forgot your brain."
"Ooh. Low blow, Wise Girl."
Two hours later….
"So the apple guy-"
"You mean Newton, Percy." I corrected wearily, holding my head up with my hands.
"Yeah, him. He found out about gravity and he has these law things-"
I put my forehead down on the table, resisting the urge to bang it repeatedly.
"Um, Annabeth?" Percy said cautiously.
"Law things?" I said desperately to the table. "Even I can't have karma this bad."
Three hours later….
"I have one question." I announced as Percy began doodling fish on my physics notes.
He glanced up, a thought line wrinkling his brow. "How many stripes does Nemo have?"
"Three. But Percy-"
"Right." Percy tapped the pencil on his chin, before carefully drawing in the stripes with utmost concentration.
"Did you learn anything today?" I burst out, throwing my hands up in the air.
Percy studiously began shading in the clown fish. "Yep."
I raised my eyebrows. "Uh-huh. And that would be…"
He grinned and held up the paper. "That Nemo has three stripes."
Four hours later….
"Annabeth?"
"Yes?" I didn't look up from the papers spread over the table.
"I'm going to murder myself if I have to learn one more formula."
I shrugged. "Look on the bright side. Then you won't have to take the test."
"Right!" Percy grinned, suddenly quite happy.
"I don't recommend it." I added quickly.
Percy sighed and slumped back onto the table. "Honestly, next time I meet a monster, I'll just shout science at them. So boring they'll be dead within minutes."
"And that is why you are not in charge of strategy when we play Capture the Flag."
He huffed and crossed his arms, looking like a sulky teenage girl. "Are we done studying?"
I glanced over him critically. "Did we ever actually start?"
Percy's mouth fell open. "Are you serious?"
"I'm serious about the fact that my notes look like the animators from Finding Nemo decided to use them as drafting paper."
This had the opposite fact. "You think the drawings are that good?" Percy asked, grinning.
"Nemo looks like a sideways eight." I said bluntly.
Seaweed Brain put a hand over his heart, like I'd mortally wounded him. Then he dropped it and said cheerfully, "So are we done?"
I rolled my eyes. "Fine! Yes, we're done!"
"Yes!" Percy jumped up with a fist pump and began dancing around like a maniac.
"Go home, Percy." I sighed. "Sleep, eat a good breakfast and for gods' sake, clean that apartment of yours."
He grinned. "Love you too, Wise Girl."
I'm probably going to make this a three-shot and leave it at that, but I'm not really sure what to write in a third chapter, so ideas are very welcome...
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