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Alright I've decided to continue for the fun of it.
"Me, seaweed brain."
Percy gulped visibly. He flushed and said nervously, "Oh. Alright."
He didn't seem to make a move, so I seized his hand and practically dragged him to the dance floor. I peeked a glance at him. He was staring right into my eyes. My heart began thumping wildly. I stared right back into those endless azure green eyes, and for awhile we just stood there staring at each other.
"Hey you guys! Stop standing there like morons and DANCE" yelled Thalia from across the dance floor.
I snapped out of it, and clasped my hand to his. He seemed to have also shaken of that momentary daze, and placed a hand on my hip. For some reason, this felt good, even though his hands were kinda sweaty.
He looked really awkward, so I tried to break the uncomfortable silence.
"I'm not going to bite." I tried to reassure him. "Honestly, don't you guys have dances at your school?"
He just stared at me and didn't answer. This again made me feel really uncomfortable.
We shuffled for a few minutes, and Seaweed decided to stare at everything else except my face, which I found was quite annoying. I realized that when we danced like that our height difference was apparent. I wanted to laugh, but looking at his obvious embarrassment, I decided to spare him that.
Seaweed attempted a stab at normal conversation.
"What were you saying earlier? Are you having trouble at school or something?"
I frowned; annoyed that he hadn't been listening to me. I decided to answer his question anyway. 'It's not that. It's my dad."
"Uh oh" he muttered. Please, was Uh whoa damn some kinda secret guy lingo?
I sighed in exasperation. "He decided to move. Just when I was getting settled in New York, he took this stupid new job researching for a World War I book."
"So he wants you to move out there with him?" Percy asked.
At this stage I got kinda miserable, thinking about my mortal family. I suddenly felt happy that he was holding my hand and that he was talking to me about this.
"To the other side of the country.And half bloods can't live in San Francisco. He should know that"
"What? Why not?"
I thought he was joking. I felt grateful to him for trying to cheer me up even thought it was a pretty lame attempt at humor.
I rolled my eyes, already feeling better. "You know, its right there."
"Oh."
Wait a minute. Was he really joking or was he really as thickheaded as to not realize why half bloods cannot live in San Francisco?
"So you'll go back to living in camp or what?" he said, interrupting my thoughts.
I pursed my lips, and said, "It's more serious than that Percy. I probably should tell you something…"
Suddenly I realized that the Di Angelo twins were gone.
"They're gone!"
Percy spun around; releasing my hands and his other hand fell of my hip. "What?"