Title: You're The Priestess, I must Confess

Plot: Percy's life with Annabeth

Song: Semi-Charmed Life by Third Eye Blind

I love this song. It reminds me alot of their relationship. Again, listen while you read! :)

Disclaimer : I wish I was as awesome as Rick Riordan, but clearly, I lack his skillz. So I don't own Percy Jackson

OR the song by Third Eye Blind.

But now I'm struggling to survive

Those days you were wearing that velvet dress

You're the priestess, I must confess

Those little red panties

They pass the test

Percy's life has never been normal. Ever. Even since he was a little kid, he could tell that there was always something different about him. Not to say it wasn't good, of course. I mean, he's had his fair share of obstacles, in fact, more then most. But there was things that made up for it.

For example, his mom. Oh man, she was great. She was one of those mothers who just loved so much. She never questioned Percy, and she was really never hard on him. Plus, she made the best blue cookies he has ever put in his stomach. Let's just ignore the fact that she's the only person who would make blue cookies.

Another thing that made his life pretty cool is the whole demigod thing. Of course, he doesn't need to explain how it's caused some problems in his lifetime. Sometimes he does wish to be a normal person, but every summer at Camp Half-Blood and all those cool water powers he has makes him take it back right away. Being half God had some serious upsides.

I'm smiling, she living, she golden

She lives for me

Says she lives for me

Ovation

her own motivation

But Percy never had to question what made his life really special. Everyone had that little something that gets them through the day. For some people it's their career, or their kids, or their favorite hobby. For Percy, though, his really just took the cake.

Annabeth Chase.

Oh gods. Annabeth. He wondered how a guy like him caught a girl like her. Not only was she the epitome of gorgeous, with soft curls, a toned body, and eyes the deepest shade of gray, but she had the personality to match it. She was loving, but still independent. Fierce, but soft. And smart. Of course, she was a genius. Basically, she had the entire package.

The best part about it, though, was how she understood him. She would sit there on his bad nights and listen to him bitch and complain about every bad thing, not saying a word. And she would smile and laugh right beside him on his good ones. Plus, she knew what it was like to spend your days fighting off monsters and protecting the world from grave danger at four in the morning.

Of course, they still fought. Like he said before, she could be fierce. If she didn't agree with something he said, well, she would always let him know.

In the kindess way possible, of course.

They both loved to compete with each other, and there was plenty of nights where he slept on the couch of their tiny apartment.

But even with all the bad times, he was positive that she was the cherry on his more then semi-charmed life. Like his own personal goddess, his own priestess.

I believe in the sand beneath my toes,

The beach gives a feeling,

An earthy feeling,

I believe in the faith that grows,

And the four right chords can make me cry,

When I'm with you I feel like I could die.

And that would be all right,

Percy grinned a bit when he heard the lock in the door, letting him know that his cherry was home. He sat up, meeting her at the door with a grin on his face. She lit up instantly, and he pulled her into kiss. She was more then willing to comply, the two of them backing into the now closed door. She stopped to breath, meeting his eye.

"You're in a good mood tonight." She said softly, her voice sending tingles down his spine. Grabbing her jacket and throwing it to the floor he noticed something red and lacy underneath her dress. He raised an eyebrow, causing her to pull him into another quick kiss.

Pulling away, he picked her up and carried her away to their bedroom.

"I was just thinking about how good I've got it."

She giggled, which was normally un-Annabeth, but he gave her a sly grin anyway, taking his semi-charmed life and shutting the door.

Fin.

R&R