A/N I think that from now on I'll do both POVs, cause as this story goes on, I think it'll be important. Im going to put a poll on my profile, so please look at it! And seriously, next time if I don't get five reviews, I won't update, which would suck for you cause I already have like 10 chapters sitting in my documents folder…
Percy's POV
Annabeth's plan was simple. We were going to pretend that we were a couple, alongside all of the other couples that were attending. She said that they were only two reasons that they would keep us apart, they thought that we would hate each other or they thought that together we would ditch them and get some upper class friends. I didn't get the latter of the two, but Wise Girl was, well, Wise Girl. She seemed to know what she was talking about. So we would be a couple and we would still act like we love our friends, even though we're pretty pissed that they never let us meet.
Annabeth gave Thalia my address, like she needed it, and we ate some stale cereal while we waited for her to come. Annabeth wore a white V-neck T-shirt that I usually wore when I was working out and a pair of black basketball shorts. She left the shirt loose, but rolled up the waistband of the shorts again. She spent almost an hour in my closet looking for the right outfit. She said that it had to look like she was willing to show me her body without looking slutty. She had to look comfortable and sexy. I helped her pick out the shorts and she said that they didn't look sexy, but I said that she didn't know what a boy would think of as sexy. She took a shower in my bathroom and put some of my cologne on the shirt. I thought that that was pushing it, but she said that it was just because I wore $125 cologne and didn't want her to use it.
I was wearing some jeans and a button down with a military jacket on top. Annabeth was really bossy, but I found it cute that she was taking charge. I thought that maybe later I would have to offer her a job in my company at the same level as mine.
When Thalia rang the door bell Annabeth went to open it. "Hey, Thals," she said, that was my cue.
"Who is it, Wise Girl?" I asked.
"Who do you think it is, Seaweed Brain?" she replied but she didn't sound annoyed, she sounded cute and flirty. I got up off of the couch and went behind Annabeth, wrapping my arms around her waist and setting my chin on her head.
"I have your stuff," Thalia said. Luke came up behind her and said, "Hey, Perce, don't get too comfortable with my girlfriend's best friend."
"Yeah," Thalia said, "and I thought that you said that you weren't dating."
"We're not dating, Thalia, what gave you that idea?" Annabeth asked, feigning innocence.
"Oh, well your smell like him, he's hugging you from behind, you guys have pet names, all that spells out dating. And didn't you guys meet last night?"
"Maybe." I replied, "We met last night but we've known each other forever. And, Wise Girl, I think we should tell them." I paused for dramatic effect. "We're dating."
"Well, come get your stuff." Luke said, "We're going out to lunch, and then we have to get dressed up before we come here again." We both nodded, and I removed my arms from Annabeth's waist. That disappointed me; I had like the feeling of her in my arms, like she belonged there. I piled up three boxes and ran them back into the house. Luke and Thalia brought in one each and Annabeth picked up the last box, but she went two steps before I took it from her. Luke and Thalia thought that I was being a gentleman, but I didn't want her to do too much work until her ankle was fully healed. Annabeth shivered and I wrapped my jacket around her shoulders. She smiled up at me and gave me a peck on the cheek.
"You know," Luke said, "Thals, I think their pretending to be a couple, I mean, anyone could do that. Kissing on the cheek and hugging from behind, I mean." Thalia nodded.
"You're right, Luke," She said, "I think that they're doing this to annoy us or something. There is no way that this is true. I don't believe in love at first sight."
"We're dating!" Annabeth insisted, but I knew it was a lost cause, unless we gave them a legit reason for them to believe us, there was no way that they would, and they would tell the others that we were faking.
"Oh, yeah?" I asked. We were now at the door; Annabeth and I were inside with Luke and Thalia standing on the porch. "Then here's some proof. I picked up Annabeth, turned her 90 degrees so that we were facing each other and kissed her, full on the lips. I tried to put in all of the passion that I felt for her into that kiss. To show her that this wasn't just acting, that this was real. That I had strong feelings for her. That I loved her. Her tongue entered my mouth and she tangled her fingers in my hair. I slid my hands under her shirt, but not allowing myself to explore, just leaving my hands on her waist. This was farther than I had gone with Rachel, who I had been dating for 8ish months, and I hadn't even known Annabeth for 24 hours yet!
After what seemed only like a couple of seconds, Luke cleared his throat. "Umm," he said, "we believe you guys now! We have to go but see you tonight."
"You'd better come," I said, "I'm throwing this party for you guys!"
We said our goodbyes and Annabeth and I stood there, waving as their car pulled out of the driveway. My arm tightly around her waist. I was smiling and waving, but only one thought was going through my head, I had to make Annabeth Chase my girlfriend.
Annabeth's POV
I think I'm in love with Percy Jackson. The way we kissed, it was electrifying. I felt like that kiss was supposed to mean something, not just something that Percy would do because Luke and Thalia were watching. After they left Percy carried my things upstairs. He told me to sit on the couch and wait. When he was done he came back with a first aid kit. He placed my ankle in his lap and carefully unwrapped the ACE bandage. The swelling had gone down, but it was still bruised and it hurt. Percy noticed that there was a thin cute on my foot as well. It started from the bottom of my foot and traveled over my ankle to at least 5 inches above it. Last night, while bandaging it in a hurry, we had not noticed it. The ACE bandage was bloody and Percy said that last night I might have felt woozy because of the blood loss. It was still bleeding some so Percy put some gauze pads and tape over it, then wrapped a new ACE bandage around. I could walk, but it was really painful. I walked with an obvious limp. It would be hard for me to hide the injury tonight when our friends came over.
"Why don't you rest," Percy said, "I'll wake you up an hour before they should arrive and you can have a quick shower and then change. What are you going to wear?"
"I don't know," I replied, "I'll give you the box with all of my dresses and you can pick one."
"Okay," he nodded. I moved to get up, but Percy stopped me, he got up and picked me up bridal style, my head resting on his chest. I could feel his heartbeat and wondered how it could stay so normal while Percy was carrying me up the stairs. He set me down gently and said, "Don't do any walking until they come and you have to, if you need anything call me and I'll get it, or carry you to get it." I nodded and soon dozed off into a dreamless sleep.
Percy's POV (again)
Annabeth looked so peaceful while she slept. I took the box marked "Cocktail" and brought it to my room, inside were 15 different dresses, of many colors and styles. None were particularly revealing, which is probably why Will fired her. I mean, not to sound sexist but Cocktail Waitresses have to dress up like their sluts to get people to spend big money. One dress caught my eye. It was sea green and sleeveless with 2" thick straps. The neckline was straight. It went in at the waist and then out again until mid-thigh. It didn't look like it would show any cleavage, but the back was a little low. The hem was tucked in on the inside to make the skirt a little poofier looking (A/N I have no idea what it's called, but I own a dress just like this so I'll try to post a picture of it.) I thought that it would be perfect for the early spring dinner. Speaking of dinner, the caterer isn't here yet and the party starts soon. I called and they said that they were running a little late. I wondered what we could do while we waited for the food. It would get here when they arrive but it takes the people an hour to set up.
I just knew that I shouldn't ask Travis, because he would say strip poker and I wasn't going down that road again. Here's a word to the wise, never play strip poker, it complicates everything and get's your girlfriend to question if you are gay or straight. I glanced at the clock. It was about an hour until they would get here. I woke up Annabeth and carried her to the bathroom. While she was doing her stuff I quickly changed into my tux. I had like 5, but I had sorted them out, one for weddings, business dinners, gala auctions, funerals, and parties where Travis was. Unfortunately, this party fell under the last category. Which means that I would need a new tux after the party was over. Travis and his twin Conner were the kings of pranks, but Conner was out of town at the moment (thank God) so Travis wasn't as likely to pull a large prank. It wasn't likely, but considering events of the past, being separated never really seemed to come in the way of the Stolls's pranks. They were pranksters. As well as pickpockets. If you ever got one of them mad at you, you would have to sleep with one eye open and a hand around your wallet.
Annabeth yelled that she was done in the bathroom so I carried her back to her room and made sure that her clothes were within her reach. I would help her change, but I don't think that me helping her with that was up for debate right now. I went downstairs and checked to make sure that all of my cars were in the garage, so that my friends could park on the driveway. I carried Annabeth downstairs. I think she was talking to me but all I could really do was stare at her. She looked stunning in her dress, simple as it was. The color looked great on her. I had put a special bandage on her ankle the blended in with her skin perfectly. I just hoped that no one would notice the red line on her leg. Annabeth didn't wear makeup, but we scrounged around her boxes and found an old concealer pencil. I'm not exactly sure what that is, so don't ask. She used it to draw on her leg, but if you looked closely, you could make out the red line.
"Seaweed Brain, are you listening to me?" Annabeth's voice finally got through the firewall of my ears.
"Umm, gah?" I replied.
"Well, there's something that I have to tell you."
"Me too," I said, "you first" after we had the cliché argument about who went first I said, "Annabeth, will you do me the honor of being my real girlfriend?"
A/N Another cliff hanger! Review! Did you like the change of POVs?
EPICThunder (I actually remembered to sign my name!)
