Okay everyone! SORRY ABOUT LAST CHAPTER! OMFG. IT WAS CRAPTASTIC!!!! SO IS THIS ONE. TIRED! SCHOOL IS BEING A MEAN HEAD. , Who has four finals two days before your last day. Who thought of that! GRrrrrrr. Anyways, this could have gone three ways. I can't think of one, lol, this or, them staying over Annabeth's house for the night which would have been awesome, but I thought of that after this sooooo oh, well. I love ya guys and THANKS FOR THE SUPPORT!!!!!!!

I'm completely human, point out my mistakes. DON'T BASHH THOUGH. Mmmmmkay!

DISCLAIMER:: SADLY I DO NOT OWN ANY PART OF PJO. I WISH. LOL. PERCYBETH FOR LIKE EVA!!!!!

"Sure, I'll believe that!" Annabeth's father screeched narrowing his blue eyes at me. It completely confused me. Last time I met him, he was normal, cool even. Now, he scared me. I glanced back at Annabeth, whose face was in her hands cheeks bright red. "Uh, ya well, um." Thankfully, Annabeth's Barbie doll of a step-mother came out, tray in hand. "Ugh," Annabeth murmured covering her mouth tighter. That's when the smell hit me. A wave of garlic stank came from the glass container. Inside was a normal pile of rice, although was wafting the pungent smell of garlic. A few chunks of meat shown through the massive pile, along with a few scraps of vegetables.

"Sooo," Mrs. Chase prompted glancing my way. "How was the plane ride?" She asked scooping a large pile of rice onto my plate. Ignoring the question for a minute I shoveled a large fork full of rice into my mouth. Not only was the thought of the plane ride making me nauseous, the rice was just revolting. For the first time I noticed Annabeth motioning a warning sign for me. Too late. Forcing the mouthful down my throat I asked to be excused. I stumbled over to the round-about bathroom area. Finding my destination, I let it all loose. The contents of my stomach spewed into the toilet. After my stomach was empty the puke still went on. If you've never dry mouth puked in your life, you're lucky. You feel like your puking, but nothing comes out.

Once I was done I wiped my mouth on a piece of toilet paper and washed my hands. Exiting the bathroom I made my way back to the dinning room. I stopped slightly listening intently to the screeching voice up ahead.

"You back –stabbing, horrid disgusting people. You KNOW he's afraid of Zeus so that plane ride was HADES!!! And come on, garlic surprise? The stuff we grew up on if we had a stomach bug? To get rid of leftovers!? You're unbelievable people, to think I call Barbie here and you my family! Once my BOYFRIEND comes back after puking his guts up we're leaving!"

I emerged in the middle of the debate both "teams" fuming.

Mr. Chase ignoring my presence went along with a reply, "HOW DARE YOU CALL HER BARBIE! You're lucky enough we invited both of you over, paying for your tickets also! She is your mother and you better respect her. I don't care what you are, or more like who you are I won't be treated like this by my own daughter!" Annabeth's eyes glowed with such an intensity I swear if looks could kill, Mr. Chase would be a pile of ash. "You know what, I don't care. We're leaving and you can watch as the door slams behind us. By the way, I have a mother, Athena! I am a demi-god and you can just deal with it. I don't need a replica mother because I have one." Turning on her heels she spun her attention to me. Her she spoke to me tone, changed completely, "Are you alright, obviously we're not welcomed." Holding her hand out she motioned for me to take her hand. I smiled slightly noticing the pink tint to her cheeks and the mess of blonde hair wrapped into a ponytail, all of the perfect quirky things I love about her.

She led me out the door slamming it behind her. We found a place close by to stay until the morning. The hotel's lights, half burnt out said something like, "Er ie's Ho el" Once we were in our room I flopped on the old maroon couch. My eyes half closed and my conscience fading Annabeth pulled me up. Bring me to the bed she helped me on. It was an exhausting day. Planes, parents, havoc. "Thanks," I whispered gripping her hand tighter. On the other side of the bed I could see her smile widen and cheeks flame up. "No problem. What can I say, the rude are the uninformed."

I smiled back and pulled her into a hug. There I laid her perfectly placed in my arms. I just felt right. Her hot breath against my chest, the tiny beating of her heart. A few moments later I could hear the almost silent snoring from Annabeth. Again my lips formed a smile. I placed a kiss on her forehead and grinned. She was mine. No one could take the love that I felt for her or the feeling of her in my arms. Annabeth was mine, and no one else's. It was a strange feeling knowing she was mine and mine only. I planned on it staying that way.

After all, I truly love her.