A/N- If anyone hasn't told you today, you're fucking rad.
Chapter 11
Hey, do you want to come over? - Annabeth
Annabeth shut her phone and buried her face into her pillows, desperately trying to calm her racing heart and tame the heat in her cheeks.
I can't believe I did that. I can't believe I'm acting like this, I need to get myself under control. I don't even like him.
She heard the vibration of her phone and sat up, willing herself to be calm and to stop acting like a stereotypical teenage girl.
Sure. What time? - Percy
Annabeth yelled for Bobby and Matthew to get their asses up to her room and once they were standing in the doorway, glaring at her, she addressed them, "What time do you guys want Percy to come over?" They immediately brightened, their irritation for their older sister forgotten.
"Percy's coming over?!" Matthew yelled.
Bobby shrugged and said, "I don't care." Annabeth crossed her arms and turned back to her phone.
4 o'clock? - Annabeth
Alright, see you then. - Percy
She glanced up to see Bobby watching her lazily and Matthew staring with anticipation.
"So, what time is he coming?"
"Uh, 4 o'clock."
"Cool. When he gets here, tell him to go down to the game room." They ran to the game room, fighting over Player 1 and Player 2.
Annabeth hummed under her breath and pulled out her phone, playing Just the Girl by The Click Five. It was the perfect mix for her, not strictly pop and not too rockerish. Since Percy's coming in a couple of hours, I could get my homework done and have time to take a nap. Or, I could procrastinate and do it later, but then I would only get 6 hours of sleep. Well, if I went to sleep now, I could get a couple of hours of sleep and then do my homework and the nap should make up for lost time of sleep, right? With those thoughts, she laid back on her bed and went to sleep.
During her hours of sleep, she thought she heard the sound of a doorbell, but ignored it and buried her head further in the mess of blankets and pillows. She heard a soft knocking on her door and pulled the pillow next to her over her head. The knocking ceased and she relaxed, hoping the intruder was gone. After a couple of moments, she heard a louder, more persistent knocking and grudgingly sat up.
She unlocked her phone, shut off the current song playing, Maps by Maroon 5, cracked her spine, and checked the notifications.
Okay, I'm on my way - Percy
Annabeth, I'm here. - Percy
Where are you? - Percy
Was this some kind of joke? - Percy
Oh my fucking god Annabeth answer the fucking door - Percy
At least one member of the Chase family knows how to open a door - Percy
She slowly processed the texts, her brain still sleep deprived. Oh shit, Percy's here. Oh well, he can wait another five minutes.
She got out of bed and fixed herself in the bathroom mirror. Luckily, she didn't toss and turn in her nap so her hair wasn't a complete disaster. She opened the door and saw her father appraising her, eyebrow raised.
"Hi Annabeth. There's a boy here, waiting for you. Says his name is Percy?"
She waved her hand, "Yeah, I know. I'm coming down."
He nodded shortly then went back to his office. She rolled her eyes at his under enthusiasm and walked down the stairs, prepared to see a green eyed boy with a troublemaker smile sitting awkwardly on her couch. What she was not prepared to see, was three boys, controllers out, and hearing screaming and gun shots.
She put her head against the banister of the stairwell, arms crossed.
"Hi guys."
Bobby muttered out a "hey", Matthew didn't even react, but Percy dropped his controller; sheepishly smiling at Annabeth.
"Hi Annabeth."
"What the heck, Percy?! You just killed yourself, good job," Bobby yelled.
"It's not like it matters. He was weighing our team down. Annabeth, Percy sucks a lot. Like, it's sad," Matthew stated.
He scowled and got up, ignoring the boy. "So, do you want to go do something?"
She smirked, "I see video games are not-"
He glared at her, "Do not finish that sentence, it's not funny. Let's go. Please. Now. Anywhere from this vicinity."
She clapped sarcastically, "Wow, vicinity. A+ for that SAT vocab word."
He rolled his eyes and steered her out of the room, "Oh, shut up."
Once they were outside of the room, he let go of her shoulders and cast his eyes around, "So, where do you want to go or uh do?"
"Um, it's up to you."
"Seriously, Annabeth."
"I'm serious."
They stared each other down, until Annabeth relented, "Can we go to the library? I need to get some books and yeah. You know what? Nevermind, that's weird," Annabeth rambled, getting redder by the second.
He chuckled, "It's a little weird, but it's fine. Nothing to be embarrassed about."
Wow, can he please stop.
She coughed, "Oh, thanks. What do you want to do then? Stay here and watch television?"
He full out grinned, showing a nice set of white teeth.
Of course.
They walked to another closed room and sat in front of the large television, scrolling through Netflix. Percy smiled, "So, is this what you always do when you have guests over?"
She kicked him, "No. I rarely have company. Usually only Thalia and partners for school projects, you know?"
He nodded in affirmation then turned to face the tv, the light of the show making his eyes brighter, "So, why don't you want anybody to know that we're friends or that you play guitar? I mean, it's a little weird."
She turned her head away from the face of Oliver Queen from Arrow and watched the shadows dance along Percy's face. Annabeth shifted uncomfortably; she couldn't help but ask herself the same question. "Um, music is something private for me. People assume they know me when they don't, you know? It's just easier to keep the better parts of my life to myself. It makes it a little more bearable. I didn't say that I didn't want anybody to know we were friends. I do. It has just... never come up to my friends, I guess. Why does it matter anyway?"
He whipped his head around, eyes heated with emotions she knew all too well. Confusion, a bit of barely contained anger, and disbelief.
Fuck.
