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Percabeth Exhibition

|Percy Jackson|Annabeth Chase|

|Forever Together|

Hit ~ The act of flirting with someone

'Dude, you are so not hitting on my girlfriend !'

~ Percy Jackson

Percy wandered around the nearly packed hall. He was heading to his class which starts in a few minutes. His was hanging on one shoulder and he sighed. Annabeth Chase, his wonderful demigod girlfriend was staying over because her school gave the students a week off as a reward for getting very high marks and breaking the record. Percy was just regretting that he couldn't spend time at home with her. This incredibly sucked and Percy was hoping that school would get on faster so that he could hang out with is girlfriend. As he was walking, a hand clamped down on his shoulder. He turned to see, Mr. Hufflepuff, his Greek Mythology teacher.

"Hello Mr H," Percy greeted him warmly. Although the teacher got most of the myths wrong, he took corrections nicely.

"Percy, would you mind handling the class for the period? I have some errands to run," Percy raised his eyebrows. He was thinking about what'll happen if he does. He imagined himself in a wizard robe with a beard talking to some rocks in the class. His classmates weren't fans of Greek Myths but they came because they could get an easy 'A'. Percy hesitated before nodding a 'yes'. His teacher smiled. "Great, now you better hurry. Best not be late".

With that, Mr. Hufflepuff walked off and Percy turned to walk into his class. The bell rang as soon as Percy stepped in. He saw that all of his classmates were already in. Some were sleeping, others were talking and some were even doing last week's homework. Percy dropped his bag on the teacher's desk and all of his classmates turned their attention to him. Percy scratched the back of his neck, unsure of what to do.

"Um, Mr. Hufflepuff is on a few errands so he asked me to fill in," His statement earned a few groans and sinister 'teacher's pet' comments. This reminded Percy of the time he was turned into a Guinea Pig. Something he really wanted to forget. "So, what shall we get started on ?"

A girl put her hand up. " What about the myth on Hercules ?" Percy resisted the urge to roll his eyes. Mortals, they always get it wrong.

"His Greek name is Heracles. Hercules is his Roman name," Percy corrected her. He leaned against the desk in front of the class. "Okay, we'll start with-"

There was a knock on the door and Percy turned to see who it was. His eyes nearly popped out. There was his girlfriend standing at the door. She was wearing a white blouse and had some tight fitting jeans on. Her hair was in its usual ponytail and around her neck was the visitors' pass. In her hand, she was holding a small brown paper bag which Percy assumed was his lunch he had forgotten to bring. Annabeth walked into the room without an invitation and set the brown paper bag on the desk. She frowned.

"Seaweed Brain, just because I'm staying with you, it doesn't mean I am your lunch delivery girl," She complained.

A guy in the class piped up. "Wait, you're screwing her ?"

Percy knew that Annabeth resisted the urge to lunge at him with her knife. He intervened before it actually happens. " Thanks, Wise Girl. By the way, this is my grilfriend, Annabeth Chase," He thanked Annabeth and introduced her to the class. There was a series of groans, whines and wolf-whistles. Annabeth looked around.

"Where's the teacher ?" She asked Percy. Percy grinned.

"Well, he's on errands and he told me to take over the class,' he said proudly. Annabeth rolled her eyes and scoffed.

"He asked you ? What do you know ?" Annabeth teased. Percy frowned and came up with a solution.

"Alright, I'll prove it to you that I can teach a class on what I know about Greek Myths. And that's a lot," Percy challenged. Annabeth smirked.

"Oh it's on," Annabeth turned to the class who were watching intently. She spotted an empty seat near a boy and made her way over to it. She sat down and crossed her legs. There was the usual 'You are messing up' smirk on her face as she said, "Well take it away."

Percy explained to the class on the real myth of Heracles. At least he tried. Every time he looked around, his eyes seem to rest on Annabeth and he desperately wanted to prove her wrong. He was getting anxious as he laid out all the facts, praying that he would remember everything. Sometimes, he would stutter and Annabeth would raise an eyebrow, amused. He fiddled with his fingers as his ADHD acted up. The class seemed interested in what he was saying except for one person. A boy.

Toby Hawkings.

He was the playboy of the school, interested in new victims. Toby was looking at Annabeth every chance he got and Percy noticed that he licked his lips. Then, Toby put his hand on Annabeth's thigh. Annabeth immediately pushed his hand off and turned back to Percy, her expression frustrated. Toby then put his arm around her and Annabeth shrugged it off. It was when he was close to Annabeth's neck was when Percy snapped.

"Dude, you are so not hitting on my girlfriend !" He shouted. Toby looked at him surprised and Percy walked over to him. "You are not allowed to look at her, Toby."

"Who gave you that power ?" He asked.

"I did," Percy gritted his teeth. "You better not start on how she could do better because I know she can. I just don't know why she picked me and I would have died if she hadn't." Annabeth stared at him in wonder. She stood up and gave him a kiss.

"That was a nice thing to say but before you get expelled or anything, I think I better leave," Annabeth gave Percy another kiss and waved goodbye. She disappeared through the door. Percy groaned but got on with the class. The whole time, he sent glares at Toby who didn't look sorry for hitting on Annabeth. Percy woshed that he could punch Toby or kick him or even hit him anywhere. But he remained sane for Annabeth's sake.

Protective Percy...

Anyway, reviews and I am sorry for disappearing. I just have a history folio to work on.

The next one is ... Spaghetti !

I'm pretty sure there aren't quotes with spaghetti but why don't you guys send in your thoughts about what spaghetti might mean in the next chapter. Spaghetti strap dresses, Spaghetti Bolognaise etc.