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Annabeth POV:
"This is beautiful," I whispered. Mr. Foyer's property was absolutely gorgeous. There was a wonderful scenery looking like a meadow which was actually grass. Flowers blossomed everywhere and the house looked so cozy. I envied how rich they must've been to buy such house. I can't even afford half as much. But once I become an architect, I am going to make sure that I am going to construct a better house and be so filthy rich and prove to Peter that I have a dream and that I will be rich and-
"Beautiful, isn't it?" Peter said and I looked at him.
"Yeah," I said. "It's really beautiful. I love the view so much. But should we ask where they are-,"
"I know where they are," Peter said. "I just stopped by to show you the view here. It looked pretty," Peter said.
"Thanks," I said. "Those roses look so beautiful..." I pointed out. The white, red, and pink roses bloomed beautifully and let out a sweet scent.
"Yeah," Peter said. "I think we got to go..."
"Of course," I said and stepped inside the car. He drove slowly and I soon saw a speed limit sign of only 25 miles per hour. Slow. But seriously, a residential property has a speed limit. Organized...I like it.
"Here we are," Peter said and parked the car where many were.
"Yay," I said and hopped out of the car. Peter opened the trunk and I took out my luggage. I breathed in the oak wood and rose scent which seemed so nice. I rolled my suitcase inside where everybody was talking and chatting. I saw Walter who immediately rushed towards me.
"You took so long!" Walter said. "I'm glad you're here though."
"We were a little late because we were looking at the view together," I replied. Peter smirked.
"She probably enjoyed being with me in the record," Peter said. My cheeks flushed red and I turned to Peter.
"I did not! I was just glad that you showed me the view!" I retorted and took my luggage. "Where do we go Walter?"
"Here," Walter said, leading me into this huge room with bunk beds.
"The team is going to use this bedroom. We're going to stay awake for a long time but of course we'll be sleeping. You're assigned here," Walter said and patted the bottom bunk. "The team just discussed that we are going to go to bed at one. Are you fine with that?"
"Of course," I said, smiling.
"Alright. Anyways...below the bed is where you could put your luggage. Peter?"
"YEAH?" Peter shouted. He was in the other room.
"COME! I'M GOING TO SHOW YOU WERE YOU ARE ASSIGNED!" Walter said. Peter walked inside and crossed his arms. "Where?"
"Across Annabeth," he said. The men's bunk is on one side; the women's on the other."
"Why can't we have our separate-,"
"We paid for this room as well as the office," Walter said. "It is expensive. It is much cheaper if we rent one huge room then renting different sets of room. Besides, it is protecting. If a burgler comes in, we could instantly wake up and SMACK them!"
I laughed. Peter looked unsatisfied.
"Well," Peter said, crossing his arms. "I seriously do not know why I am stuck with Annabeth always!"
"What do you mean?" I glared.
"Look," Peter said. "Our desks in our office is across from each other...we're across from each other...and I have to look at your FACE! Your FACE is the problem Annabeth. You're annoying, and I probably would get nightmares by just staring at you."
"Rude," I said. "Really rude."
"Whatever," Peter said. "What, is that the only things we rented? Why not a nice...I don't know...restroom?"
"Yeah. We rented three restrooms that are so big," Walter said. "We've got a 10 minute time limit before we are supposed to leave the restroom so others can use it quickly. Anyways, you should pack up."
And he left the room.
"You don't need to be so rude," I muttered.
"Whatever," Peter said.
"Well, whatever that is, you shouldn't be that GAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!" I screamed. A spider was crawling towards me and I started to fall backwards. Peter caught me and I still backed away, trying to run from the spider.
"Get it away!" I screamed. "Get it away!"
"Annabeth, calm down-,"
"Get it away!" I repeated, and started to back away.
"WOAH!" Peter shouted and we both stumbled and fell down on Peter's bed. My head rested on Peter's shoulders and for a moment I closed my eyes. I felt a bit protected from this embrace. I didn't care the crap who was holding me close. I just needed reassurance that the spider would be killed.
Then, when I opened my eyes, I looked at Peter who was staring at me directly.
"Umm..." I said, knowing it was getting awkward but realized I made Peter fall with me. "I'm...very sorry..."
"It's...it's alright," Peter said softly. "But I seriously didn't know you were scared of spiders."
"Well, I am!" I said and I felt him put a strand of hair out of my face and under my ear. I blushed, somehow feeling a millions sparks fly pass us. Weird. Our eyes locked for a moment; sea-green to grey. Finally, I realized how awkward the situation is because we hate each other, and it took the urge for me to break eye contact with Peter.
"Umm..." I said. "I think..."
"Yeah we should..."
"I think so too..."
"Umm..."
And we both sat up and looked away.
"Umm...let's forget about this," I said.
"Yeah," Peter said. Then his face regained into his usual self.
"I can't believe you're scared of SPIDERS!" Peter said, sticking out his tongue.
"Shut up!" I said, and with his pillow I smacked him.
"HEY!" he said and I stuck out my tongue.
"I need to go pack up," I said, and slowly retreated to my bunk bed, blushing tremendously.
"Mr. Johnson," the door opened and out appeared a frizzy haired man with a suit on. He was holding a brief case. "Here is your clothes and everything else you need."
"Thank you Grover," Peter nodded politely and Grover seemed to have a terrified look.
"Yes," he said, bowing. "I will be leaving then..."
And he left.
"Let's...go..." Peter said. I nodded and together we walked in the hallways where everybody began to set up their work materials. Walter handed both of us a packet and we began to study closely at them. There was a huge desk and there was a blue tape that split the property for our space.
I sat down.
Looking at the blueprints, I began to jot down notes and I began to chart the codes and organize them. I was working until Walter tapped my shoulder.
"Hey," he said. "Look...I kind of need help on this blueprint..."
"Of course," I said. "Want to work on that back table over there?"
"Yes please," Walter grinned and we headed off by the nearby table.
"I don't get this," Walter said.
"I could help you with that," James said, some sort of jealousy gleaming in his eye.
"But didn't you reject when I-,"
"Clearly this looks easy," James said and started looking at the blueprint carefully. "I guess the two colors mean half side is green...and the other is blue. How wacky is that?"
James chuckled, but he was the only one.
"Actually," I said. "If the two numbers are together, they are telling us that we are going to mix the colors. My blueprint has a dash line but yours doesn't. It must've been a printing error."
James growled and looked at me with devious eyes. "Annabeth Chase...I wish you not to replace the manager."
"I am not," I said, smirking. "It's only you who is interpreting it that way."
"Annabeth!"
"What?" I asked calmly. His face turned red and he finally decided to let it go.
"Whatever," he muttered and sat back on his desk. I began to point at more of the codes and Walter began to nod.
"So about..."
"Peter, oh my gosh, your eyes are just so beautiful..."
"Aren't they dazzling?" I heard another squeal.
"Ladies," I heard Peter smile. "You've got my attention."
And then I heard squeals.
"Umm..." I said. "Sorry...let me get back to the lesson. So, the building-,"
"Your hair is so beautiful for a boy! You're so handsome," Sabrina said, batting her eye lashes.
"Why, thank you," Peter said and all the women giggled. Something boiled in my chest when I heard all their flirtatious giggles. It hit me hard and I shook my head. They're just being idiots, I thought to myself. But part of me as I was teaching Walter wasn't focused.
"You mean the color was blue?" Walter questioned.
"Oh..." I said, and realized the code represented blue.
"Right," I said and soon decided to ignore Peter. I pulled the chair closer to the desk as Walter pushed his chair closer to me. He smiled and I smiled back.
"I'm ready," he grinned.
"Yes you are," I smiled, and together we worked and discussed more about the blueprints with no distractions.
Percy POV:
Look at those two huddling close together, working on those stupid blueprints. You know, she looks as if she's full of comfort with Walter but I bet her being next to me will make that smile come right off her face.
"Shut up Walter," I heard Annabeth laugh.
"What?" Walter said and Annabeth playfully slapped his shoulders.
They laughed once more and finally began looking at the blueprints, huddling close and-
"Peter, before we go to bed, you want to go on a walk?" Sabrina asked.
I was silent.
I looked at Sabrina, who batted her eye lashes. I stared at Annabeth who stopped for a moment but then continued.
She...continued.
SHE CONTINUED!
I felt a pang of frustration. Why couldn't she just stare at me? Wouldn't I be the one to just breeze it out and basically deny? I wanted to deny...and I guess she's the first. But really! Couldn't she just show more care?
Wait...
I think I'm the problem.
Why am I trying to grab her attention?
It's up to my choice whether or not I could decline! I stared at Sabrina who began to look at me with full attention.
"Umm..." I said. "Well...if you insist...I will."
Annabeth stopped for a minute as I grinned behind her back. Yep. This is all payback Annabeth dear. I love making Annabeth uncomfortable.
"Really? Alright," she blushed. "After working...meet me outside at 1:15. We'll take just a stroll out."
"Of course," I smirked and once she went away, she squealed.
Boom.
I just beat cha' Chase!
Annabeth POV:
We worked and soon I began to get sleepy for just a bit. Looking at the blueprints and making small edits as I posted post-it notes on the blueprints for important key points, I felt my eyes close shut for a minute. Just a minute Annabeth. Your team is working and you can't sleep first! That is just...rude... I said to myself. Just a minute. Just a-
My head bobbed up as I realized my head leaned forward. I straightened my shirt and looked at Peter who had scrunched up hair, a mini dark circle, and the two buttons on top of his shirt was unbuttoned. He scratched his hair for a minute and his eyes looked so droopy but determined. I smiled softly and looked away. I shouldn't be staring at Peter. No...this isn't like me. Just don't.
I focused back on my work.
I turned around, seeing Sabrina secretly applying one coat of nail polish on her fingers as John was sleeping on his desk. James hid his eyes with his bangs, but I knew he was already asleep. Walter looked at me; his brown hair messed up as his glasses were disorientated. I smiled and he looked at me. He quickly put his glasses back into place and looked at me.
Our eyes locked for a moment; blue to grey.
I smiled and he smiled too. I made a funny face and he did as well. Walter is a really good friend. I don't know what I could do without him. I realized he seems as the only person who could really understand me when it comes to work.
"Ahem," I heard a familiar but husky voice. I turned to see Peter who looked away and I exactly knew he was the one calling me.
"What?" I asked tiredly, rubbing my eyes.
"Get to work! Gosh, stop making funny faces out of nowhere!" Peter said and turned away, looking at the blueprints. I rolled my eyes and looked at Walter who was smirking. I gave him a questioning look, but he just smiled at me and turned away. I stared at the time. Ten more minutes till we all could go to bed.
Ten more minutes.
Percy POV:
I quickly glanced at Annabeth but I couldn't help but not tear my eyes in her direction. I looked at her, tilting my head. As she was working, she started to close her eyes. Her hair was already tied up into a messy bun (how did she tie it up? like...when?), and one button was unbuttoned. She looked really tired, but I knew she was fighting back from being tired. When she closed her eyes, I was a little disappointed I couldn't see her grey eyes that always sparkled, but her eye-lashes curved up, making her eyes look defined even when it was closed. Her cheeks were a little pink and I could see a small eye-bag already formed below her eye. Her lips were pink but not that ugly, and I had to say, those pink lips were far by the prettiest I had ever seen...no...she's not pretty! They're decent...
Then, I slapped myself.
Literally.
And at the same time, Annabeth groaned a bit and I sneaked a quick glance. Annabeth straightened her shirt and Annabeth looked at my direction.
Thank you fast reflexes.
I looked at my blueprint exactly when Annabeth took a glance at me. She'd probably be just taking a glance at me. Nothing else. I thought to myself and started to scold myself for caring.
Why do I care?
She's that annoying idiotic woman that keeps messing around with my feelings! I don't know what she is trying to propose, but Percy isn't liking this at all. I hate it. I hate it how she is making me feel all these kinds of emotions. You know, I never was the first one to stare at any girl in my life! They'd stare at me first! But why was I, the future heir of AOJ Inc., staring at the shabby Annabeth Chase? What is she doing to me? I guess I need to talk about this to Grover when I go home. Definitely not to Father nor Mother. I bet they'd be laughing. Nope. Can't risk that. Just ask Grover random questions about these feelings. I guess my mind would ease from that.
I looked at Annabeth who was making funny faces. I imagined an imaginary line leading to who Annabeth was joking around with.
And it somehow became that blue eyed Walter!
Annoyance struck me out of nowhere. Why is he the one to make funny faces with Annabeth? I hated it so much! I hated it so much I wanted to scream. I stared blankly at them for a moment as if I was just a tourist watching a grand performance that a person performs in the street. Finally, I realized what was happening and my heart started to beat faster. I didn't know why...I guess it was because they were bothering me, and the fact that Annabeth is playing with Walter! Like seriously; does she have a life? I mean it; does Annabeth Chase have a life? I decided to make a very direct way to interrupt their loving embrace of I don't know...FUNNY FACES!
"Ahem," I said and Annabeth immediately looked at me. I turned away quickly but she caught on.
"What?" she asked, staring at me.
"Get to work! Gosh, stop making funny faces out of nowhere!" I said and I returned to my blueprints. Through my peripheral vision, I could see Annabeth rolling her eyes. I rolled my eyes and muttered under my breath, "Ugly." Then I worked.
Then, ten minutes passed.
"Peter," Sabrina whispered in my ear when everybody rose up to the big room. "I'll be ready...just give me-,"
"Five minutes, okay?" I said and she grinned.
"Okay," she said and then with her almond colored eyes, she walked away as her blonde hair swayed.
I breathed heavily as Annabeth bumped into me as she rubbed her eyes.
"Sorry-,"
"Watch it," I muttered and she looked at me with a bit of frustration.
"I hope you have a wonderful date...and a stroll out there...with Sabrina," Annabeth muttered. Then she walked away, her messy bun following along. I breathed heavily. Then, when Annabeth turned the corner, she took off the rubber band and out fell the beautiful curls that I wanted to see again. She disappeared out of sight and I felt like drooling.
Wait...
NO NO NO! Percy Jackson, you better listen! Stop thinking about her! STOP STOP STOP! She means nothing. She's that horrible disgusting poor co-worker! Nothing to drool about...I even have a date...just stop.
Please...just stop.
"Peter!" Sabrina said and gave me a hug. "Let's go."
I forced a smile and together we walked out.
Annabeth POV:
Everybody fell asleep immediately but I couldn't. I tossed and turned, and every part of me couldn't help but think of my stupid and embarrassing actions. Then, I had this full flashback...
I was upset. I was upset that Peter was going out on a date with Sabrina. I guess it is because they get to see the wonderful garden out there. Yeah! Maybe it is because they're strolling in such an amazing view, and I am not part of it. It clearly has nothing to do with Peter! Certainly never. I garentee that he being in my life is such a pain in the butt-
I bumped into Peter as I rubbed my eyes.
"Sorry," I said.
"Watch it," Peter muttered. I looked at him, and something boiled in my chest. Should I congratulate him or something? No...that's just...
My mouth didn't obey.
"I hope you have a wonderful date...and a stroll out there...with Sabrina..." I said. Then I turned away and suddenly I just felt the urge to show off my hair. I knew my hair was up and I pulled away the rubber band, releasing the wild curled up hair that fell on my back. I disappeared into the room and immediately plopped on my bed, part of me praying for Peter to notice them.
And I can't sleep.
WHO WANTS TO SHOW OFF THEIR HAIR? Oh my...Peter probably noticed my actions! This is...EMBARRESSING! Gosh, I can't believe I wanted to show of my hair. My HAIR! Who does that? I'm not that flirty girls that always flirts and takes their rubber bands off their hair, showing off their hairs but I just did. I...oh my gosh, I am going to be so embarrassed at the morning. Oh my gosh...I am an IDIOT! Oh man...no no no...this is simply embarrassing...I can't...face...Peter! Please, please, please on the cherry on top let Seaweed Brain be a seaweed brain! Don't let him notice; and please just let him just go away and not notice that! Just make him that idiotic dumb Seaweed Brain!
But his eyes...
The way his eyes looked at those blueprints with full concentration...the way his collar bone exposed a bit from his buttoned up shirt...the way he looked at me sternly...the way I bumped into him and the way for a moment our eyes locked...those sea-green eyes freeze me, making time stop. And I don't know why! I don't know why I am even thinking about him! I don't know why I put my hair down because I got inflicted from his words! But...yeah...maybe it is because women have pride! And I have pride, and I want to not look shabby! So he wasn't the person that changed me! It was me...
It was me...
Those words kept me steady for a minute. I decided to just ignore and shrug off that whole incident; he wouldn't notice, would he? I tossed and turned until I heard the door creak and I could see the sihlouttes of Peter and Sabrina.
"It was really nice walking with you," Sabrina giggled. "I'm tired...I..."
And she collapsed towards Peter, who caught her quickly.
"Lets get you to bed," Peter said and I saw through all of that. Well, Peter is a Seaweed Brain, so of course he couldn't crack the code of all that acting. I heard Peter put Sabrina down, and I could hear Sabrina making these supposedly cute sounds which made me throw up.
"Good night Sabrina," he said, and I could picture the smile he plastered on his face. I felt like puking but decided to just let him figure things by himself.
Then, I closed my eyes, suddenly eased that Peter was right across me. I closed my eyes and the door closed. I started to hear many snoring noises but that didn't bother me. Once you have THREE brothers in the house...it's worse. I felt like chuckling but a wave of sleepiness splashed towards me. I began to drift into darkness...but somewhere comfortable...
Percy POV:
I turned around, picturing Annabeth and her flowing hair. Though I couldn't see well in the dark, the window shined through making it easy to see the women's bunk area. I looked at Annabeth who was sleeping. I smiled and turned away but some part of me wanted to wish her a good night. No...I shouldn't. I'd probably be disturbing. I really shouldn't disturb Wise Girl. She'd probably yell at me or think I am a talking spider...like always. But my mouth couldn't listen, and I said quietly but loud enough for Annabeth to hear, "Good night Wise Girl."
No response. I put the blanket around me and faced towards the wall. Then, I yelped a bit once I heard those four words from the grey-eyed nerd.
"Good night Seaweed Brain."
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