So, I had a bit of spare time today to write another chapter. You guys deserve it. I didn't want to write another chapter for my other PJO story. That would take 30 pages on word. Like I said before, my summer vacation only starts this Friday. So the updates after that will be longer. I just needed a break from studying my brain off, so I decided to update. So REVIEW!

Let's do a new Point of View for a change…Percy's!

I groaned as I got out of bed the next morning. The previous night, I had another party with the cast. I had gotten home pretty late, so I hadn't been able to talk to my mom about the house yet.

I checked my alarm clock. 11:00 PM! Shoot, I was supposed to me Alberta in another 2 hours and I still had so much to do before. Like actually showing my mom the plans.

I applied the shaving cream to my face, as I tried to rush through the shaving. What resulted were numerous gashes of blood that started trickling down my face.

I immersed my face in the water and watched the gashes slowly disappear into thin scars. I hurried down to breakfast and found my mom waiting for me, her arms across her chest. Impatient.

"Hey mom," I greeted her, planting a kiss on her cheek. Her severe impression seemed to decrease by a fraction.

She shook her head, "Percy, what on Earth will I do with you? Why so late today?"

I explained about the party that was scheduled at the last minute.

"Oh mom, I forgot to mention something. I went to visit that architect firm in the morning yesterday. You know, the ones who designed the sets for the movie?"

She nodded, remembering me mentioning them before, "So did you get to meet the designer behind it all like you wanted to?"

"Yeah and one more thing. I asked her to help me design a mansion for you and Paul."

My mom's jaw dropped open in surprise. I smiled. My mom had taken care of me for 23 years. Especially me being who I am, an upstart, ADHD demigod son of Poseidon.

"It's the least I could do for you after all you've done for me," I told her.

"Percy, I don't know what to say…" before she could finish, I pulled her in for a hug. I pulled out the designs from my bag and handed them over to my mom to see.

"They're beautiful," she breathed.

I smiled knowingly. I knew he would have liked it.

"So, is the designer some old, stodgy fan of Greek culture. I mean, how many young people, other than demigods, actually can appreciate this?" my mom asked.

"Truth be told, she wasn't all that old. A bit ugly, but not old. Maybe a year younger than me. She's a brunette with blue eyes and Harry Potter like thick lenses," I grimaced as I remembered Alberta's smile. Her mole appeared every time. Uggghhh I thought as I shuddered.

My mom glared at me as she reprimanded me, "Percy, don't judge by looks. You're just used to looking at Lydia and other Hollywood people."

"Well, she wasn't too horrible looking. At least she made up for it by her smarts. She is a bit short tempered. I actually have to meet her again this afternoon." I told her.

"Mom, I actually have a few errands to run before I meet her again today. I should probably leave. Bye mom. See you," I told her, waving as I picked up my bag and began opening the door.

"Percy, wait! I want to meet her," my mom said.

I could feel my eyes widen, "Uh, why? Don't parents only meet the girl once their son actually dates them? Trust me, I'm not asking this one out!" I held my hands in surrender to prove my point and slowly began backing out the door.

"Percy, don't be stupid. No, I want to meet her, so that I can a first-hand opinion on her views."

I muttered something unintelligent, complimenting my own intelligence.

"So, do you want to come with me now? Or what?"

"No, I actually have a few things to do today. I have a better idea. Invite her over to dinner tonight,"

"Mom…really? I don't think that's the best idea? Besides, what if she thinks this is like a date. I don't even know her. She also has a boyfriend," I told her.

"How do you know that? Do you discuss all these things with clients and other business people?" my mom smirked.

"No!" I replied hotly, "She has a picture of her daughter on her desk."

"Percy, just invite her. I really want to discuss these plans with her. I thought you were doing this for me. So shouldn't you take into consideration what I want in my house?"

"Ahh…you have a point. Fine, I'll ask her over. I hope she already has plans for tonight," I added that last part under my breath.

"What was that?"

"Oh nothing mom. Don't worry about it. I'll try to get her to come," I responded.

I walked out the door and caught a cab.

An hour later

I had just finished my other work and was heading toward the architect firm building. The receptionist pointed me to Alberta's room this time.

I knocked 3 times when she finally answered, "Come in. The door is open. What do you want?"

"Uhh…I'm busy now, so if you could come back later... Oh, Percy it's you," she said, glancing up and noticing me. She had stuttered over my name again.

"If you're busy, I'll come back later,"

"No, it's fine. Come in,"

"So, I showed the designs to my mom," I began.

Alberta's face lit up, "Did she like them?"

"She thought they were wonderful," I replied.

Her blue eyes flashed to me, probably judging to see if I was telling the truth. She seemed to be content with what she saw there because she smiled again and had a hard time looking away.

I smiled as she blushed, "I have one more thing to add. My mom wants to meet you before any other final decisions are made."

I was surprised by her reaction. It was one of pure terror, but something gave the feeling I had seen it somewhere else before. Something to do with spiders.

She began to stammer, "I can't make it anytime his week except for today. I have…"

"That's perfect. My mom was hoping you would say tonight was okay. My mom won't take no for an answer. She really wants to discuss the plans with you."

"I can't find a babysitter for Astrid so late. I have something else today," she began again.

"No, you're coming today. Bring Astrid with you. My mom will want to meet her," I handed over my address and she muttered something about being pushy.

"Bring your plans with you again," and with that, I stood up to shake her hands. She trembled as she took it gingerly. What was I? An atomic bomb or something? Jeez!

I smiled as I walked out the building feeling confident but a bit uneasy also. As if something were going to change soon.

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