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Annabeth's POV
On the bus ride to Mount Olympus, I was going over some of my architectural plans, to give to Zeus afterwards, when Percy came and slid in to the seat next to me.
"Hey, you gonna be ok?" he asked.
No, I was actually very nervous, and I just wanted to scream and shout my feelings, but I simply replied:
"No, but I'll make it." I said with a semi-smile.
"Good. What are you looking at?" he asked with curiosity that I could detect as an excuse to keep sitting by me.
"The plans for Apollo's house. A fantastic central heating system, lots of mirrors, stereo system wired through the entire houseā¦" I trailed off, seeing that he was getting more disinterested by the second.
When I stopped, he just continues studying my face, not really interested in my words, but what they meant to me.
"This must really mean a lot to you." he said seriously.
"It does." I said, still wonderstruck as to why this happened to me.
"I love you." Percy said out of no where.
On the outside, I smiled and replied with the same words. On the inside, I was screaming with joy and I felt as if all I could do was smile.
As we walked in to the elevator, I realized: I was happy. Happiness since the war had only come from Percy. He was my happiness.
The elevator opened at the first level of Olympus, but we were going to the top, so we were riding with whoever this might be for the next five minutes.
Ding.
The door opened.
Percy and I were standing in the corner, so we couldn't see right away through the enormous crown of newcomers.
"Percy Jackson?" I heard a voice, as smooth as silk and as shining as gold.
I turned and saw the most beautiful person I'd ever seen.
Her caramel-colored hair swung to her waist like a waterfall, her skin like perfect French toast, as if some one had dipped her in a river of gold and set her out to dry.
And her eyes, they were probably the most striking. They were a blue-green, so bright and vivid they almost seemed unnatural.
Calypso had arrived.
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