310. When Annabeth was looking through Percy's bedroom window trying to find a time to talk to him, she almost fell through his window trying to get a better look…
This is during the Sea of Monsters, of course, and it might be a little OOC for Annabeth… but we love it! ^_^
I took a minute to catch my breathe from walking up all those stairs. I'm pretty sure this is the Jackson's apartment, I saw Percy walk up the stairs yesterday before an empousai came at me.
I checked to see if my cap was still on and looked through the window, and my breathe caught. This was Percy's room window. Just my luck to do this. But his alarm went off at he woke up startled, and looking crazy. And it wasn't just because of his never tamed hair, he looked like he had a nightmare. But as I was going to knock on the window he got up and I realized he slept in his boxers. I blushed and looked away, until I noticed Percy's chest. There was no way a 13 year old could have that nice of stomach.
"Percy, You're going to be late," Ms. Jackson called.
"Come on dear. Last day of school. You should be excited! You've almost made it!" I smiled at that, apparently he made it past this year so far.
"Coming," he said, though he barely managed it.
I looked and I refused to believe it, the rock walls couldn't have done him that much good, could it of? Well I highly doubt his back looks just as good. His curtains, put a block on my vision, so I moved a little and… Oh my gods! How the Hades does Seaweed Brain look like that? I turned my neck to see his back before he pulled a shirt over his head, he just buckled his jeans. But as I turned, my head hit the glass and my cap fell off. I was not going to be seen looking at him. Why was I looking at him? Annabeth, I scolded while scrambling back and grabbing my cap back on. But when I stood back up, invisible, I saw Percy look at me, right at me. But I wasn't nervous, I knew he couldn't see me, but I got nervous when he walked up to the window with no shirt on. I should definitely not be looking at him like this. And I know I should stop thinking about stopping and actually stop. Why couldn't I look away?
There I did, and when I did I was face to face with him and his green eyes as he pulled open the blue curtain. And as I opened my mouth he turned around and pulled a shirt out of his closet. And I got a look at his back. It was toned alright, just like his stomach, and of course a 13 year old couldn't have abs, but man was he close.
And I got a look at his room. He had three skateboards lined up by his door and as he closed his closet door, he went wide eyed and got on his hands and knees in the back of the closet. He got up and was wide eyed when he pulled out a beer can. He threw it in the trash taking deep breathes and saying, "Dammit Gabe, I thought you were gone."
So it was from Smelly Gabe? No wonder he was so repulsed by the piece of aluminum.
He walked out after grabbing Riptide, which he put on his nightstand, and walked out the door.
Very short, but I had to laugh and write a little something on it. J Tell me what you think!