Sorry for the long wait! I've been going through problems with my family at the moment and I've barley had time to write, hopefully, the next chapter won't take as long to get out, but I can't grantee anything :S
But Anyways, sit back and enjoy!
Ohhhh! Alsoo, There will be a sequel to this story, which I am currently planning. (Arn't I being all organised for a change?) So yeah, there will be more after this XD
"Look Dad, I can explain." Percy tried reasoning. Minuets later Poseidon had pushed Percy and a fully dressed Annabeth into the back of one of his many limos.
"There is no need; I can already see you're full acquainted." Poseidon commented.
"But I really can't have you both living here, Perseus." Annabeth snorted, she still hadn't gotten used to hearing Percy's full name; however her actions made Poseidon and Percy glare at her.
"So you'll both have to move into the family house." Annabeth's jaw dropped.
"You want me to move in with you?" She asked, however Poseidon just carried on talking.
"I want to be able to keep an eye on you. Martin has already collected your stuff from your dad's so you can't pull another disappearing act on us again." Annabeth sighed, she let her mind wander while Poseidon waffled on helplessly, it wasn't hard for her to tune out, her ADHD made it all the more easier and she quickly got distracted by some shady guy standing on the street corner when the car stopped at a traffic light. The guy had black, shaved hair, his eyes were blocked by sunglasses, and his face would have been handsome if it wasn't covered in too many scars. The guy looked quite musclely, and was dressed in a leather jacket with an iron padlock necklace over the top, black jeans, combat boots. His clothes bugled out a little bit, as if he was wearing a bullet proof vest. His presence made Annabeth feel uneasy, but she wasn't sure why. The guy looked straight at her, as if he could see into the car through the tinted windows and into Annabeth's soul, however he glanced away when the traffic light turned from red to green and the car started moving. Annabeth shivered, but she turned her attention back to Poseidon, who was still talking.
'This guy must love the sound of his own voice.' Annabeth thought to herself.
Ten minuets later, to Percy and Annabeth's relief, they had arrived at the Jackson manor.
The manor was surrounded by large walls, obviously designed to keep people out, and an electric gate. Front garden was spilt up into four sections by road and in the centre of the garden was a fountain. Overlooking the garden was a small set of stairs that lead up to the manor. The main building itself was an oblong shape, built with an Greek structure and hand pillars supporting the frame of the building, Annabeth noted. She was impressed, but then again Annabeth loved Architecture. Poseidon stepped out of the Limo, looking up at his house in flourish.
"Welcome to the Jackson manor." He announced. Percy had an uncontrollable desire to throw himself of the roof of the building. Poseidon was particularly proud of his home, but Percy was sick of Poseidon announcing the manor to everyone he could every time he stepped onto the driveway, drove past the manor or even drove though the same part of town as the manor. A man dressed in a black suit ran out from the house and over to greet them.
"Ah, Mr Jackson, Master Jackson and… Miss Chase?" The man asked. Annabeth nodded, and to her surprise the man bowed to her.
"Miss Chase, I am Martin, the family butler, at your service." He told her. Annabeth was a little shocked, she had never even met a butler before, and until that point she wasn't even sure if they existed in the real world.
"Mr Jackson, would you like me to lead you in?" Martin asked. Poseidon nodded, and Annabeth followed them inside. The hall was made up of white walls, white marble floor, doors and two grand staircases leading upwards.
Waiting for them in the middle of the hall was Sally Jackson, when she saw Percy she let out a sigh of relief.
"There you are!" She said, shaking her head. Sally hugged Percy, and then turned to Annabeth.
"Nice to meet you properly, dear," She told her, and hugged Annabeth as well.
Poseidon turned to Annabeth.
"Dinner is at eight, if you are late, then you will go without." He told her looking at his watch. "You have an hour to go and unpack, Percy will show you where you room is, you stuff will already be in there waiting for you." With that, Poseidon turned away and walked off; Sally went to join Poseidon, but flashed Percy and Annabeth a smile before leaving the pair alone.
Percy put his hand on the back of his neck and grimaced.
"Sorry about them, they can be a little-"
"It's fine." Annabeth cut in.
"I suppose I better show you where you'll be staying." He said and lead the way up the staircase.
"Whose room is that?" Annabeth asked, as they walked down a long hallway.
"Spear room," Percy replied, matter-o-factly before moving on.
Eventually, he came to a stop outside a wooden door near the end of the hallway.
"This room is yours." He told her.
"The room at the end is mine, and upstairs is Mother and Father's, off limits." Annabeth nodded, she gripped the door handle of 'her' room, and pushed it open.
The room was big, and had pale baby blue walls with a white carpet. There was a bed at the end of the room along with a chest of draws and a full length mirror. A small seating area was placed at the opposite end the room as the bed. Several windows were dotted around the room, along with a balcony. Annabeth walked across the room and pushed open the glass doors and stepped out onto the balcony. The Jackson's manor was located right next to the beach, and Annabeth could see the white sand and the calm sparking waters as she looked out onto the balcony.
"It's a great view." Percy commented, leaning against the balcony.
"It is…" Annabeth answered, standing next to him.
"Ever since I was a little kid, I've always felt some sort of connection with the sea, like it knows my mood." He told her, Annabeth nodded.
Percy stood up and sighed.
"I guess I'll leave you to unpack." He said, before heading back inside and walking towards the door. Annabeth followed him inside and put her jeans in her back pocket before realising something.
"Hey, where is my case?" Annabeth asked, as Percy was leaving the room. He turned around and looking at her.
"Under the bed," He replied. Annabeth nodded.
"Thanks Seaweed brain." She said, going to retrieve her case. Percy pulled a face.
"Seaweed brain?" He questioned, looking puzzled.
"Yeah, get used to it." Annabeth laughed pulling her case onto her bed. Percy shrugged and left the room.
"Don't forget, Dinner's in five minuets." He called.
Annabeth walked down the grand staircase. She wasn't dressed in anything special, however she soon realised that her decision not to change was a mistake.
Yay! This is the first chapter were Annabeth calls Percy 'Seaweed brain'. But don't worry, I'm not going to go over board with the whole name calling thing like some fanfictions do.
"O Seaweed brain, seaweed brain, werefore art thou seaweed brain." Whoa! A bit of Shakespeare there.
Seriously, sometimes it gets on my nerves, I like the way how Rick only uses it every once in a while so it doesn't get to boring or petty.
Anyone got The Lost Hero yet? Sorry if you haven't, but to help me with my family problems my friend bought me it! I'm currently on page 275 (But I only got it this morning, I took it to school with me and ended up learning Greek [and latin, for all thoose who have read or are halfway through Lost hero] in a french lesson XD Fun!), the next one in the series is going to be called The son of Neptune (Neptune = Poseidon) sooo, I'm hoping its about Percy and his time somewhere (Sorry! I don't want to spoil it for anyone, but if your a person like me who can't resist flicking to the back of a book and reading the last page, or finished the book, you'll get it!) but as Rick said, Percy isn't meant to be a main charrie in this new series, but we will see :)
Yeah, so enough about The Lost Hero, sorry if I made anyone jelous!
And with My English (Or American) prodject, we finshed it today. For thoose who asked, my teacher is visiting the American state of Maryland, anyone heard of it or live there? And for the person who asked, our uniform is pretty dull. I'm currently sat in it, it consists of a horrible navy wolly jumper with our school badge, a bottle green blouse for years 7, 8 & 9 (I think thats grades 6, 7 & 8 to the american people out there) and a much nicer blue blouse for years 10 and 11 (I think [but totaly am not sure] that thats grades 9 & 10 for my american friends) and a knee length navy skirt with horrible bottle green stripes. It is truly discusting, but we were not allowed to comment so. On a written peice of work for our project (or in fact the only peice of written work) I put 'Our school day is pretty much the same as any other, we go to school, pretend to learn, than go home.' But my team mates (who wrote nothing, but just stuck in pictures the lazy sodds) said that was not right and scribbled it out. Then one of my team mates when away, took my name off a peice of work that I did and claimed it as her own (What can I say, everyone loves the way I write? Joke!).
Sorry for rambling! I'll gett on with the next chappie I supposee!
Byee!
~BabyYou'reAllThatIWant
