Unfortunately I will not be able to update like I was, I'm back home and I have school again, ugh. So put up with me, I'll try my hardest! But so far I'm doing a pretty crappy job. I'm trying!
And I NEED your guy's opinion on this. For where the story will head, I'm not sure if I should change the rating to M or not. I'm not going to do any sex scenes, but much will be suggested and talked about. As well as my, well, vulgar vocabulary and Percy's habits (smoking and later some drinking). Anyways, tell me whether or not to change the rating. If you think it's fine the way it is also let me know! I want to be safe about this!
Oh and the Mean Girls comments, especially with Percy, I don't know how true this is for you guys, but in my school, everyone aside from the very few and/or very sheltered kids has seen it several billions of times and can quote it by heart. Even the guys.
When I woke up this morning, I was in surprisingly pleasant mood. I glanced at the blue sweatshirt next to me and smiled faintly, remembering the crazy turn of events that had happened last night. A good kind of crazy.
As I left my warm bed, dragging Percy's sweatshirt with me, I couldn't stop the crazy grin from slipping across my face. Deciding, I had nothing to lose I grabbed the sweatshirt and pulled it on over my little tank top. The huge sweatshirt fell past my booty-shorts and hit about mid-thigh, the sleeves draped way past my hands and the collar started to slip off my shoulder.
I felt small in it, but I also felt safe and protected. It felt like Percy was there with me, holding me and keeping me close. I never wanted that feeling to end. Throwing my hair into a lazy messy bun, I started down the stairs and into the kitchen. I hoped I could catch Percy alone, so we could talk, but when I got there, Malcolm was the only person in the kitchen.
I smiled at him weakly as he noticed me coming down. "Hey sis."
"Hey baby bro." I teased and he groaned. "Where have you been, Mal? I haven't seen you at all since we got here." He shrugged, but Malcolm was horrible at keeping a good poker face. The blush on his cheeks was as clear as day. "Oh, who is she?" To confirm my suspicions, his blush got darker.
"I've been…" He licked his lips, obviously choosing his words carefully. "Going to that bookstore downtown a lot." He explained. I grinned and went to get some tea.
"And?"
"And… there's a really pretty girl there. She's older, but Gods, Annabeth, before you chew me out, you have to meet her! She's super smart and wise and she knows books. She's incredible." Malcolm got a dreamy look in his eyes. Had this been a month ago I would've chewed him out for liking an older girl, but considering I was in a secret kind-of-relationship with an older guy who has a longer list of exs than I have of books I've read and he has tattoos, I'm no position to yell at him. Too bad Thalia couldn't follow with that logic.
Malcolm seemed to bracing himself for the onslaught of angry comments about his illogical thinking and other similar spats, but instead I just nodded and sipped my tea.
"You're not going to chew me out?" I shrugged.
"Why should I?" I asked him, "You're not stupid. You'll do the right thing when the time calls for it. But right now you've actually got a girl you're excited about. It's almost impossible to get you to talk to girls that outside of our group." He stared at me in shock. "What? Do I have something on my face?"
"Who are you and what have you done with my stressed and uptight and strict and stiff sister—" I glared at him. "—That I love oh-so dearly. But seriously, who are and what have you done with Annabeth Chase?"
"I really have been uptight and stressed, huh?" I stated airily.
"Uh… will you kill me if I answer honestly?" I snorted and took another sip of my tea. Nothing tastes quite as good unless Percy makes it anymore. Great, now I can blame him for ruining all my beverages.
"Let's find out." I replied with a shrug.
"Ok, this vacation has been an awesome idea for you. You're a lot less stiff. It's nice and refreshing. It's a good thing Annabeth, take the compliment." He added when he noticed my body stiffen. I forced myself to relax. "I wonder what's up." He mused out loud and I almost slapped him. Did he not notice the obviously not mine sweatshirt that had to be a guy's? God, have I taught him nothing?
"You know, I'm not really used to there being parties in the kitchen at this ungodly hour." Percy's dry comment dripped in sarcasm. I turned to find him smirking, leaning up against the wall, his hair already wet from his shower, and hands in his pockets. Today was a simple black flannel shirt that was unbuttoned and a white wife-beater tank top underneath. His usual jeans and black Converse were already there, only this time there was a small silver chain dangling from his pants and his necklace was very obvious, as well as some of his tattoos. The bracelets were there as well and he was holding a pair of Aviators.
I blushed at the sight of him.
He grinned at me and gave Malcolm a nod. Malcolm gave him a look of uncertainty. Percy ignored the look and walked around us to get to his beloved coffee. Once he was down getting it all ready, he turned to the two of us and leaned against the counter by the coffee machine, a cocky smirk in place.
"Sexy look there, Beth." He teased causing Malcolm to tense and me to blush. "And great sweatshirt by the way." He winked and I laughed, my cheeks still a bright shade of pink.
"You would know." I flirted back. I tried to ignore Malcolm noticing the sweatshirt for the first time, and resisted the urge to roll my eyes when he gave a barely audible gasp of realization. Percy took a long sip of his coffee, his eyes never leaving mine.
"That I would." He answered. "Anyone want some cereal?" His eyes twinkled. "It's on me." I giggled.
"Lucky Charms would be fantastic if you had it." Percy flashed me a smile.
"What house doesn't own Lucky Charms?"
I shrugged innocently, noting out of the corner of eye as Malcolm started to pick up on our flirting. Seriously, the guy was seriously smart, but when it comes to emotions and flirting it takes him forever to catch on. "Health nuts?" I asked.
"I don't hang out with those kind of people." Percy answered easily as he pulled out the cereal and the bowls. I laughed. "Hey other Chase, you want anything?" Percy asked my brother. I tried to smother my laughter when Malcolm looked shocked at actually being included in the conversation. Percy sent me a quick, knowing smile.
"Um, no. I'm fine for now." Malcolm stuttered. It was obvious that Malcolm wanted to go all protective brother on Percy, but it was even more obvious how much Percy scared Malcolm. Ok, maybe not scared, but intimidated Malcolm. Now that I think about it, I could see how any guy would be intimidated by Percy, I mean the guy was obviously gorgeous and had the whole bad boy thing, tattoos and all, and let's put in the fact that any girl would dump their boyfriend in a second for a chance with Percy. Add in Percy's sexy voice, muscular body and cocky demeanor and yeah, most guys would grab their girls, and their pride, and go.
I giggled at the thought of Malcolm or Luke trying to challenge Percy. I couldn't see it. Malcolm would avoid the confrontation at all costs while Luke would be all talk and no action. Percy would scare Luke shitless. Clearly, I had been spacing out for too long and my face must've given away my amusement, because Percy's hands were suddenly waving in my face. I blinked and he smiled at me.
"Penny for your thoughts?" I thought back to out first kiss and blushed. Percy seemed to know what I was thinking because he chuckled and passed me a wink.
"I just thought it would be funny for you and Luke to meet." I told her, leaving out the bit with Malcolm. Both boys raised their eyebrows, but probably for different reasons, Malcolm will be wondering how Percy even knew about Luke while Percy will just be curious. I shrugged,
"He'd be scared shitless." Percy started to laugh.
"You think so?" I giggled.
"Definitely."
Then Percy grew serious. "Good, He should be scared. If I ever meet him, I'll beat his ass." I smiled.
"I'd like to see that." Malcolm smiled from next to me. Good, some common ground for the two. Percy gave him a cheeky grin. We then slipped into a some-what comfortable silence, as Percy and I ate our cereal and Malcolm awkwardly stared at the two of us in suspicion. I tried to ignore both guys and focus on my cereal but, come on, Percy was just begging to be looked at.
I peered up at him through my lashes. He was contently drinking his coffee, his ocean eyes sealed behind those spidery eyelashes, and the light of the morning sun peeking into the kitchen lit up his face, making his tan skin glow with a pink-hue and his freckles became more obvious. He looked so peaceful, I immediately wanted to be in those arms and feel the peace he was so luxuriously enjoying. Trust me, my stress levels had gone done quite a bit during my already short stay here, but I was still wound up pretty tight, and Percy being the devil-may-care guy he is, is just reminding me of my problem. I wonder if he'll want to give me a massage again soon…
Damn him. And those hands. Stop drooling Annabeth!
Percy looked up and caught my eye. He smirked and his eyes sparkled like the ocean glittering in the sunlight. And they tell me I'm not a poet. I blushed. I sent another sideways glance over to Malcolm to find him glaring at the raven-haired man in front of us. Of course he either succeeded in remaining inconspicuous when he did so or Percy was just leaving him to his own devices.
From the amusement in his smoldering eyes, I guess it was latter. I grinned, oh Malcolm.
"So Beth, how about another day on the town." Percy suggested. "There's an old school theater called The Valley back over in more Beaverton area. They've got great food and classic movies." I nodded. "Then we can do whatever, maybe visit the art museum? I can take you to meet Rachel for a yoga class." Percy listed off a few other things we could do, and I listened intently. All options sounded great.
Malcolm spoke up. "Yoga?"
Percy took another sip of his coffee. "Yep. Your sister is as stiff as a stick of wood." Percy meant the comment innocent enough, but Malcolm picked up on what he probably thought was a double meaning. I rolled my eyes.
"Chill Mal. My back is full of knots. I need a stress reliever. This might help." Percy just smirked from behind his coffee as I tried to calm my brother's over-reactive imagination. I shot him a look and Malcolm still didn't look convinced. Whatever, that's his problem.
I finished my cereal. "I'm going to go get changed." I announced and quickly left the kitchen. I entered my room quickly and found a pair of shorts to wear. I wasn't going to take of the sweatshirt, it was too comfy and well, let's face it, it was Percy's. Throwing my hair up into a ponytail, I reentered the room to find Thalia had added herself to the mix. I groaned mentally. I really hope she didn't pick a fight this early in the morning.
She glanced at me when I skidded to a halt. I turned to Percy, trying to ignore her probing eyes. "I have my wallet and phone." I stated. "I'm ready to go." He smiled charmingly while I forced myself to ignore the holes Thalia was burning into the side of my head.
"Going where?" And there it was. Percy shrugged.
"Annabeth are hanging out today." I glanced timidly at my friend, her eyes flashed with anger and… sadness? But the sadness was gone and more anger appeared.
"Oh?" She snapped and Malcolm seemed taken back by her anger. You're not alone buddy, trust me. "Annabeth again, Percy? Really Perce? I thought you had a bit more taste than that?" Everyone seemed shocked by the onslaught of venom my 'best friend' was hurtling at me. "Or is she just a fun little younger toy, for you to fuck and then drop on her head?" Then she turned to me. "And as for you, when did you become such a whore? Seriously, you've known Percy for what, a week? Two? And you're already sleeping with him! And wearing his clothes doesn't help, it's like you've got 'Percy's Slut' tattooed on your face—"
"Enough!" Percy roared. "What the actual fuck, Thalia? What the hell is wrong with you?" He was glaring at her and I was doing everything in my power to stop from bursting into tears. Thalia was my best friend, who could she say these things so casually? "Annabeth is your best friend! And I'm your fucking cousin! Where do you get off, flinging accusations around like you know what the fuck is going on!" Percy clamed down and lowered his voice. "I thought I knew you better Thalia." He turned to me with sad eyes.
"Come on Wise Girl, we've got better things to be doing." I suppressed a loud wail as I took his comforting hand. Thalia's eyes flashed with hurt. She looked absolutely heartbroken as the two of us left the house.
Calypso was at the café when we entered, Percy ready for his shift this morning and I just trailed nervously behind. All that sass and confidence I had felt standing against Calypso the other day had vanished and those hurtful comments on Facebook were doing nothing but causing my stomach to twist and my throat to run raw.
The model like girl gave me a sneering look, her eyes flashing dangerously before she set her smoldering eyes on Percy. I gulped. Percy seemed oblivious to the fact that Calypso was eye raping him, and in stead moved passed her and to the other guy behind the counter. I hadn't seen him yet.
I awkwardly trailed after him, biting my lip and hoping that Percy would save me from the angry blue eyes of a certain she-devil in high heels.
Percy walked up to the other guy. He was a large guy, not fat but muscular, with mocha skin, dark eyes, and a large tattoo of a hammer on his bicep. He was even taller than Percy, not by much, though, it looked like only an inch. He was pretty handsome too but not really my type. Percy said something to him making him laugh before Percy's eyes flickered to me and the other boy's eyes trailed over. He smiled warmly at me, making all my nerves calm down. Percy's eyes twinkled.
"Come over here Beth. I want you to meet someone." Shyly I made my way over completely. I heard Calypso snarl under her breath but I paid her no attention. I gave a shy smile and a quick wave.
"Hi." The large guy leaned over the counter, placing his elbows down and resting his chin in his large hands. He smiled sweetly.
"So you're the cutie on Perce's Facebook wall, then." I blushed and Percy laughed.
"That she is." Percy winked causing my blush to darken. Great. Then he cleared his throat, but that little smirk was still evident. "Annabeth meet Charles Beckendorf. Everyone calls him by his last name or Beck." He told me. Charles, er, Beckendorf glanced between the both of us before he laughed.
"You've got her under your spell, Jackson!" Oh God. Percy just laughed and gave me a small smile. Beckendorf threw his hands up. "And the Jackson Charm strikes again. Geez. Is there no end to the list of girls you've snared?" He teased his friend causing Percy to shake his head. I however, did not like the sound of that. Being just another girl to Percy Jackson. I thought of what Thalia said, about his endless girls. Why was I any different?
Percy shrugged. "I dunno dude." Then he flashed me a soft smile. "But this one is definitely a keeper." I blushed, relief rushing over me as he leaned over and pressed a tender kiss to my forehead. "Definitely."
Beckendorf shook his head with an amused smile. "The day Percy Jackson settled down…" He then gave me a reassuring smile. "Don't let his rep get to you, doll. Or his bad boy status. He's a good guy. Maybe a bit horny, but a great guy." Percy stuck his tongue out at him. I blushed scarlet. Oh geez…
"And I like you." He continued. "Percy picked good in you." I bit my lip.
"Thanks." He smiled charmingly.
"Don't mention it, doll." Percy grinned at me before slapping his friend upside the head.
"Hey no flirting with my girl now…" The rest of Percy's shift went off without a hitch surprisingly. Beckendorf was really funny and we exchanged numbers, even though Percy joked about Beckendorf getting his own girl to flirt with. So far I liked all of Percy's friends, but I couldn't get those words out of my head.
My girl.
I was on cloud nine as we walked through the surprisingly sunny streets of Portland. And Percy seemed to notice my happy mood because finally he pulled me over after I burst into a giggle fit.
"Ok, you're kind of freaking me out with all your happiness right now. What's made you so giddy?" He teased but I bit my lip shyly. I wonder if I should tell him, I mean, for all I know Percy only said that to get Beckendorf to back off, or even worse, he didn't even realize he said it.
"Um, well…" I glanced at him, his ocean eyes held my gaze intensely and suddenly I felt like I was drowning. And it felt good. "Well, you said my girl and—" I was embarrassed as Percy just stared at me. Clearly he didn't really understand and maybe I was getting a head of myself and—
He cut off my mental rambling with a searing, but quick kiss. I whimpered in protest when he pulled back, all doubt and unease wiped clean from my mind. He gave me a blinding, dimpled, crooked smile.
"What else would I call you?" He mumbled against my lips. "You are my girl…"
Of course all this bubbly, happy giddiness would only last a little while. We had made our way over to where Percy worked at the surf-shop, and where apparently Percy's good friend and yoga instructor worked as well.
The second we entered the small shop someone had tackled Percy to the floor, squealing. I looked over to where Percy used to be, to find him on the floor with a skinny, redheaded girl sitting on his lap. She was only wearing a pair of yoga pants and a bikini top to show off her curvy, yet slim figure. She had a small tattoo on her right shoulder that said art and her short, glossy red hair already made me jealous.
Percy grumbled as he picked himself and the new girl up before shooting me an apologetic smile. I flashed him a tight grin in response.
"Hi Rachel." Percy stated with a smirk. "Excited to see me?" The girl snorted.
"Really what gave that away?" Percy rolled his eyes before stepping away from the extremely close girl and towards me.
"Rach, meet Annabeth. Annabeth meet Rachel." The redhead noticed me for the first time with a guarded expression. Then she was perky and I was trying to ignore the fact that she was seriously gorgeous. Her emerald eyes made my grey eyes seem dull and her milky skin looked really good on her. She was covered in freckles and she had a small diamond stud on the right side of her nose.
"Hi. Like this doofus here said, I'm Rachel." She reached her hand out to shake and I shyly complied. At least she was friendlier than Calypso.
"Hi." Percy smiled at me and then to my surprise (and Rachel's) he wrapped a muscled arm around my small shoulders.
"I was wondering Rach, if you could give Beth, here, some yoga lessons. She needs to take off some stress and I figured yoga was the best way to do it." He seemed completely unaware of the new tension that was building between Rachel and I. That Seaweed Brain. But Rachel didn't let her discomfort show and for that I respect her.
She giggled. "One of your famous massages didn't work?" I bit my lip. Okay… Percy just laughed but pulled me closer to him and rubbed his thumb in circles on my upper arm. He shook his head.
"Kind of, but her back is riddled with knots and it's going to take a hell lot more than just a couple back massages." Rachel nodded her head in understanding. Her vibrant green eyes turned to me,
"If you're that tense we're gonna need to work some things out. What do you do to relieve stress right now?" I was glad Rachel actually seemed genuinely invested in helping me get rid of my stress. I shrugged.
"Percy's given my one massage and I drink tea when my brain feels like its about to explode. I've also ranted to Percy about… pressing things in my life right now. That's about all I got."
Rachel nodded as she began leading Percy and I to the counter where they rented surfboards. There were a few stools so we sat down, Percy's hand moved to my upper back and started rubbing more circles. Damn, he was good at this.
"Keep up with the tea. What flavors are you drinking right now?" I shrugged.
"Just mint."
"You might want to try some floral kinds as well. The more soft and tranquil the aroma the better for relieving stress." She suggested. "And Percy, give her more massages. You're great at giving them and what girl could resist?" She teased and winked at me. Ok, so maybe Rachel does have a crush on Percy, but at least I don't think she's a scheming, plotting bitch. I blushed when Percy winked at me too.
"Oh, I plan to." Rachel laughed,
"Oh fuck, Percy you're scaring the poor girl!" She laughed before putting a hand on my arm. "Don't mind him. A lot of girls would kill to have Percy giving them a massage." That I didn't doubt for a second. And despite them picking on me, I decided I liked Rachel. She was funny and more willing to help others than herself.
Percy's boss, another girl, who looked in her early twenties with dirty-blonde, pin-straight hair and a great tanned body in a scantly bikini walked over, swinging her hips and smirking at Percy. Seriously? More girls?
"Hey Percy." She purred and placed a tan hand on his arm. "You're not in uniform and you've got a job to do." She winked at him before turning to Rachel. "You've ten more minutes of break." She didn't sound nearly as nice talking to the freckled girl but Rachel just rolled her eyes and nodded. Percy's boss then gave Percy another steamy look before turning around and making sure she swayed her hips more than normal. I glared at her retreating form.
Rachel and I shared a look while Percy snorted. He then leaned over and pressed a sweet kiss to my temple. "Forget Lacy, Beth." He mumbled against my skin. At least he wasn't too oblivious to the flirting. He looked between Rachel and I, "I'll be back." The second Percy was out of earshot Rachel smirked.
"You've really caught yourself the most wanted man in the state, my dear Annabeth." I blushed but I agreed with a nod.
"Yeah, I have." She then sighed,
"Guess there's no hope in getting with him." She muttered. I felt bad, I knew what it was like to have the guy you like taken away, even if our situations were slightly different.
I opened my mouth to apologize but Rachel cut me. "Don't apologize Annabeth. I can see it in your eyes, you've been hurt before. But Percy is helping you heal. Slowly but surely. I'm not going to take that away because of a silly crush." She waved it off. "Besides, Percy and I are more brother and sister anyways." Rachel didn't glare at me, she didn't even look hurt, but more understanding. A little dejected, but understanding and I felt my respect for the redhead skyrocket. If I was ever in her position, especially with a guy like Percy, I hope I'd be as collected and understanding as she is right now. Hopefully, I'll never have to be in that position. And fingers crossed that Percy will keep me.
"So, anything else you do to relieve stress?" Rachel started again. I bit my lip.
"Nope. That's all I've got."
"Hmm." She closed her eyes and tilted her head up in thought. "You said you've been ranting to Percy?" I nodded as she peered at me through narrowed eyes. "Don't stop talking to Percy, that's for sure. Go to him about anything. He won't mind. You can trust that doofus. But I also suggest a journal to write in too. Put anything and everything in it, from the smallest things that make you smile to a little pet peeve that grates your nerves. Put everything that causes emotion." She watched me to make sure I got it. "Do you have any creative outlets?"
I shook my head. I mean I was into architecture, but I didn't have anything to poor my heart and soul into like Percy does with his music or Thalia with her acting.
"No? Well anything to peak your interest?"
"Um… I've always wanted to dance actually. I don't dance, but I'd like to." Rachel squealed.
"Awesome! And Percy and I know a great dance instructor! Perfect that will work." She looked happy that she had found something of a creative outlet. "And as for yoga, I can teach you a few poses now. Nothing great, just a couple basics for you to practice. My suggestion to you is to find a time in the morning and evening to do some yoga and drink some tea. Calm yourself, you'll get a better sleep, which will also reduce some stress. And get Percy to give you those massages." She stated. Then she loudly called out,
"You hear that Jackson? Give the poor girl some sexy massages!" I could hear Percy's laughter and I blushed. Gee, thanks Rachel.
Then Percy came out and well, no wonder his boss wanted him in his uniform. Considering there isn't much to it. Just some swim-trucks. I had already seen Percy shirtless, but I'm beginning to doubt I'll ever get used to seeing him half-naked. Rachel leaned over and whispered in my ear,
"You wait until you see him naked." She teased and I gulped. What have I gotten myself into?
"Hey, Beth, can I ask you something?" Percy inquired, his eyes shifting over to the movie-rental place across the street. I tilted my head in question. "Well… I don't like the way Thalia has been around you and I know you guys are supposed to be best friends, but I have to ask this first: She's not normally this bitchy to you is she? I mean, like back in New York, she's not horrible?"
I shook my head violently. "No, she's not. Not at all. She's really sweet and well very Thalia like back home. I don't know what this attitude thing is right now, but this is not the norm for her." Percy looked relieved. "Why?"
He bit his lip. "Well, I think I've got an idea of what's making her so… un-Thalia like. I don't know if it's true, but it's an idea. A theory in the process, really." He hesitated, chewing on his lip some more, her eyebrows scrunching together and his nose crinkled. It was by far the cutest face I had ever seen.
"Care to share?" I teased him. He smiled nervously.
"Well, don't take this the wrong way, please don't Beth, but well, Thalia and I have been close for years. We were always tight, closest of the cousins. And, well, obviously, I've been spending all my time since you guys got here with you. It's not your fault, but if I know Thals… I think she's jealous. Of you being with me. It goes both ways really." Percy began explaining. "I mean, you're her best friend and you've been spending all your time with me. And then Thals and I are tight and I'm spending my time with you. I think she's jealous and… I'd like to make it up to her."
I bit my lip. That made a lot of sense. It didn't justify her actions, but it made sense. The two people she was closest to were hanging out together and leaving her in the dust. It must remind her of when I kept ditching her for Luke, who had been her crush for years. I immediately felt like a horrible friend, I just wish Thalia would've chosen to talk to us about this instead of, well, threatening us.
"How?"
"I know we were going to hang out tonight, but I think we should make it up to Thalia. Tonight I was hoping to rent a bunch of movies for her and I. As a sort of cousin night." He admitted a little sheepishly. "And then maybe tomorrow you and her could go on the prowl, wander around the city for a couple hours. Is that fine with you? I know the way she's dealing with this is… childish. But we need to make peace with her. Especially if we want to admit to her about, well, us."
I blushed at that, but the cloud-nine feeling was back. Us. I nodded with a smile.
"I'd like that. All of it really. Spending time with her and opening up to her about us. We wouldn't have to sneak around your house." I joked and Percy laughed, wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me flush up against him.
"I think we might still have to sneak around the house." He said carefully. "I don't know how thrilled the family will be to know we're involved with each other. Age differences and all. Plus, my family isn't… in the dark per se about my rep with girls." I leaned up and pressed my lips to his and he eagerly returned it, his full lips moving in synch with him, showing off his obvious experience in the field of kissing. But it felt too good for me to care.
"Awesome." He mumbled, his panting breath traced my lips as I breathed him in and tried to catch my breath at the same time. "I need movies and junk food." I smiled against his lips.
"Now you're making me jealous." He pressed a passionate kiss to my lips before pulling away.
"Don't be. I'll have you later tonight." I let out a small giggle, gulping down my nerves and the building desire. "I'll text you tonight after my parents chase Thals and I away and into our bedrooms." Percy then winked. "Don't fall asleep on me though."
"I won't."
Percy had a large stack of movies for Thalia and him, titles like Edward Scissorhands, Beetlejuice, Donnie Darko, and to my own hilarity and amusement, Mean Girls and She's The Man. Percy had only shrugged with a cheeky laugh, exclaiming,
"Are you kidding me? Who in their right mind doesn't like Mean Girls? Chick-flick or not, the movie is hilarious." We both laughed and started trading favorite lines. You know you've found the perfect guy when you can quote Mean Girls with him.
We also had a shit-load of junk food. Thalia is a very, very lucky girl.
Part One of Day 16 out of 82.