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AnnabethPOV
Even though my back was to him I could still tell that Percy was staring at me. Even after all this time every time he looked at me my stomach filled with butterflies. I could feel my cheeks getting warmer and I just knew they would be bright red by now. When I turned around with the tea Percy was no longer standing behind me. I walked out into my living room and set the cups in my cluttered coffee table before heading down the hallway. I saw him looking at the owl crest that hung on my wall. I used the crest as a lock to my weapons room. "Didn't anyone ever tell you that snooping is no polite, Seaweed Brain?" I ask. I couldn't help it when a smile spread across my face. After I spoke he instantly stiffened like a kid that gets caught with their hand in a cookie jar.
"I...I," he started to stutter, but that was as far as he got before I burst out laughing. He is so cute when he is nervous.
"It's fine I was just kidding," I told him with a smile. "Why don't we go talk?" I said, but it came out as more of a question. Oh Gods I was so nervous.
"Sure," he said seeming way more confident than I felt. I led him back into the living room and sat down on the couch and he followed. "So, what do you want to talk about?" He asked me.
"How have you been?" I asked. I saw something flash across his face, but what it was I couldn't tell.
"I've been good. I have missed yo... Some people," he said. It sounded like he was going to say that he missed me, but I couldn't let myself hope. "How have you been?"
"Pretty good. Things have slowed since I left camp," I responded. I immediately regretted mentioning camp. Percy looked sad when I mentioned it. I developed a filter right after Percy left. I could risk letting people think it was getting to me as much as it was. In reality I was miserable since Percy left. The only thing that could get my mind of him was the quests. I have collected numerous weapons and drawn up more battle plans than I could count. Percy still thinks I am the same Annabeth, but I am not.
AN: I am so sorry I haven't updated in a while I have had really bad writers block, but one of my friends said I should update so I got to writing and here it is. Please review and tell me your ideas on what you think is different about Annabeth.
