Ok, so we are now in double digit chapters. Yay for that.

Now, I had another guest reviewer tell me about my historical inaccuracy last chapter. I don't really know if they were joking or not, but that's the way I'm going to take it. As a joke. I did put up the Historical Disclaimer in Chapter 1 for a reason.

Chapter 10 is a short chapter, mostly a filler for the time between the wedding and the Championships.

Enough of my blabbering. Here's Chapter Ten of The Princess and the Peasant.

Disclaimer: I'm still a minor for another couple of months.

Chapter Ten: Annabeth POV

"Annabeth, are you ok?"

I sighed. It was the seventeenth time my mom had asked me that since I had gotten back to London and I had only been back a day.

"I'm fine mother."

"Are you sure? You haven't been as peppy as you are usually."

I sighed again. The whole way home I had debated whether or not to tell my mom about Percy. Eventually I decided against it because I could always talk to Isabel about him and my mom would just annoy me.

"Yes, mom," I eventually answered her.

"Ok, if you want somebody to talk to I'm always here."

"Ok, thanks mom." She finally left. I laid back on my bed for a while and eventually Isabel came into my room.

"Hey, you ok?" She asked. I gave her a look. "No, clearly not. What's wrong Annabeth?"

"Percy," I replied. It was a simple enough answer.

"It's ok. Abby and Rayne said they would keep us updated, right?"

"Yeah, but-"

"See? Stop worrying."

"I can't though, Isabel. I keep thinking that something was going to happen that morning. Something was going to happen between us, I could feel it. Especially after that hug the night before and then he asked me on that date-not-a-date that keeps bothering me and then-"

"Whoa, whoa, back up," Isabel said. "What's this about a hug and a date?"

I blushed a little.

"Uh, well after that last dance at the party he walked me up to my room and we talked for a while and then he was going to leave and I asked him for a hug and then we hugged and then he asked me to eat breakfast with him and then I said yes and then I kept debating whether to consider it a date or not and then he came and then we ate breakfast together and then the raiders came and then he left and I didn't see him again."

"Oh, so he asked you to eat with him. That's why he came to our room in the morning."

I blushed again and nodded my head.

"Well, what about the 'date-not-a-date' thing?" Isabel asked.

"Well, he asked me to breakfast and then I asked him if it was a date or not and he replied with something like, 'Well, that depends on whether or not you consider it a date.' I couldn't get that out of my head. I kept wanting it to be a date, but then again I didn't think it should be, you know?"

"Not really," Isabel replied. "But it's your life and your decisions. I'm only here to make sure you're on time."

I cracked a smile. "And to help me with my boy problems."

Isabel shook her head. "If you want to add that, it's going to be an extra four gold pieces per hour."

I looked at her. Isabel held a straight face. I gave her a glare.

"Fine," she said. I smiled. "Two gold pieces." I gave her another glare. "One?" She asked hopefully. Another glare. "Fine. I'll work for free, but only because I like you."

"Thanks Isabel."

"No problem Annabeth. Now what do you want to do about it?"

"I don't know. I guess just wait for the update from Abby." Isabel nodded her head.

"Yeah, I guess that's all we can do."

"But the thing is," I said, "I can't stop thinking about him. He was by my side for that party and the breakfast but that was it. I want him by my side so bad, but now that he isn't I can't help but feel alone all the time."

"Sounds like someone's in love," Isabel said. Love? Now I wasn't so sure about that.

"I don't think I'm in love yet, but I definitely like Percy a lot."

"Wait, what?" Isabel said flustered. "Did you just admit you like Percy? You always deny my claims. Always."

"Percy's different," I said. "He's cute, smart, funny, confident. Anything I could ask for in a guy."

"Oh wow. You really do like him, don't you?" I nodded my head. "Ok, well we should think on the bright side then. He's going to be at the Championships, remember?"

The Championships. I almost forgot Percy was attending. That raised my spirits. But then another thought occurred to me.

"That's over two months away though."

"Yeah," Isabel said. "But if you really like him as much as you say you do, you can wait that long to see him again."

I thought about what Isabel said for a long time. 'If you really like him as much as you say you do, you can wait that long to see him again.' That really stuck with me and I managed to make it through the next two months along with the help of the letters from Abby.

Those letters kept me sane. Abby kept telling me that Percy was doing fine in Germany (when I asked what he was doing in Germany, Abby told me he was seeing some long lost relatives), and that he couldn't wait to get back into the UK. When he did return, Abby said, he couldn't wait to travel to London and compete. He was doing some super-hard training and he looked to be in top condition, although how Abby could tell she didn't tell me.

Before I knew it, it was thirteen days before the start of the Championships and I was helping my father with the arrangement plans.

"Ok, so we're going to place 10, 11 and 12 in the west wing and then 13, 14 and 15 can be in the east wing," he said. "1 through 9 and 16 can be in the center."

I frowned. My room was in the west wing of the castle and Percy with 13 was in the east.

"Why can't 13, 14 and 15 be in the west and 10, 11 and 12 in the east?" I asked him.

"The Scottish always stay in the west, Annabeth. You should know that. And you know how much they like their consistency. Just take your mother for instance."

"Oh, ok," I said disappointed.

"Is there a reason why you want it switched?" Yes, I thought. Definitely yes.

"No," I said out loud. "There's no real reason."

"Ok then, we'll keep it that way." I sighed inwardly so my dad wouldn't hear.

"Now to the arrivals," my dad continued. "1 and 16 are obviously here already. 5, 7 and 9 plan on arriving in two days. 2, 6, 8, 10 and 14 say they'll arrive three days later. A day after that will be 3, 4, 11 and 12. And finally 13 and 15 will arrive a day before the group separation which is six days before the competition starts."

That means Percy arrives in a week, I thought. I couldn't help but feel giddy. Percy would be here in a week. A week. After two months, I was only a week away from seeing him again.

"Ok, that works," I said, a huge smile on my face.

"Why are you so happy?" My dad asked me.

"Uh, no reason," I said quickly, wiping the smile off my face. "I'll see you at dinner dad." I got up and left.

As I was running out of the room he said, "It better be the right guy this time."

I blushed and kept running.

The days went by. Before I knew it, well actually that's a lie. I was counting down the days until I saw Percy, so I knew that today was the day he would arrive. Fourteen of the other sixteen competitors were already here, and we only needed two more; the one from N.I. and Percy.

There was a lot of buzz just after dawn, but it only turned out to be the competitor from N.I. Percy finally showed up just after lunch. And I wanted to kiss him right then and there, but I couldn't.

Percy's contingent was a little smaller than the rest of the districts, but still impressive, probably because of what wasn't in the contingent.

Lord Ares and his wife led the contingent. They were on horseback just like everyone else. Percy and Ashton followed them and Abby and Rayne were behind the two guys. Bringing up the rear was a single carriage, presumably carrying all of their belongings, and then twelve armed guards. But that wasn't the impressive part. Ok, well Percy was impressive, but he always is.

The impressive part was this: Behind the official contingent were peasants, hundreds of them, all either carrying signs representing District 13 or signs cheering for Percy. And all of them were singing. It was easily the most impressive entrance I had seen in my experience with the Championships.

As Percy rode by me towards my parents, who were waiting for him on the front steps of the castle, he gave me a smile and a wink. I blushed and Isabel, who was standing next to me, gave me a giggle and a poke in the side. I began to poke her back, but stopped once my dad began to talk.

"Lord Ares," he said. "It's a great pleasure, like always." Everyone in the contingent had dismounted by this time.

"The pleasure's all mine, my lord," Ares returned, while bowing.

"Lady Allyson, Princess Rayne, it is great to see you two again."

"Likewise, my lord," they replied.

"Lord Ashton, congratulations."

"Thank you, your highness."

"Lady Abigail." My dad just bowed to her.

"Your highness," Abby replied, while curtsying.

"Am I forgetting anyone?" My dad asked. "No? Ok, let us continue inside the castle."

I looked back at Percy. He just had a smile on his face. Abby, however, was freaking out next to him. You could hear her over the crowd's chuckles.

"Wait, did he talk with you? I think he forgot you." Abby turned away from Percy. "Wait, my lord!"

"It's fine, Abby," Percy said loudly. "I would rather have him forget me now than forget me when I'm standing before him after I win."

Everything was silent. My dad turned back around.

"Well played, Lord Jackson. Well played indeed." My dad turned around once more.

"Thank you, my lord." Percy paused. "Just keeping you in line is all." My dad stopped again. He looked like he was about to turn around again, but decided against it.

They headed into the castle and I decided I better follow them.

A/N:

Hey, great news! As I was trying to finish the story, I realized I couldn't fit everything into 13 chapters, so now there are officially 15 chapters in TPATP! Isn't that awesome?

Question of the Chapter: Would you rather be stuck in jail with your best friend or stuck on an uninhabited island with your worst enemy? I would go best friend in jail here, because you had to have done something pretty awesome to land yourself in jail. Either that or you were just stupid. But I wouldn't do something stupid to land myself in jail.

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-PSON