Happy St. Patricks Day! Sorry for the late update, but I didn't have a lot of time to write-up another one, so here you go! I'm proud of this one, manage to get together more words than next time.

Crazy day last week, didn't get a lot of stuff done for Talented.

~waterbluewings

Chapter 11

She stood up and quickly drew her knife in haste. The metal clinked at each other, and made small sparks. On instinct she drew her cap out and tossed it on her head, making her invisible to everyone (or almost everyone. She hasn't tried it out on the Gods yet, and she's not planning too, only people stupid enough would.) The sword paused, waving blindly in the air. As it neared her, she backed a few steps away, drowned in the darkness. A face appeared in the air, where the halo of light was shining.

She gasped, what was he doing here?

"Percy?"

"Annabeth?"

"Yeah, it's me," She replied, warily taking her hat off. Was it an illusion?

Olympus was dimly lighted right now, the night festivities not yet in full swing. But still, there was still the faint hush of talk lingering in the background from the minor Gods and Goddesses that were milling around.

"What are you doing here?" Annabeth asked, pointing at Percy, then gesturing at the place they were in.

"First of all what are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to at vacation or something?" Percy asked, narrowing his eyes.

She couldn't figure out whether he was angry or disappointed.

"Okay, I'm supposed to be here. I've been here for a week, every two months, for as long as I can remember. We can call one of them over and ask too," Annabeth pointed at a God. He shot some nasty words at her, but Annabeth ignored him.

Maybe she stretched the truth a little bit, but what did Percy know about her? She's only been here about three times for the project, but as far as she knows, Percy doesn't come around here often. She thinks.

"Really? Cool. I'm here to see my dad," He said, glancing around nervously.

She nodded, but offered no explanation to why she was here. She just sat down and fiddled her papers, picking up and dropping her pen repeatedly.

"So," Percy started, "Why are you here?"

She paused, "Do you know about that war?"

"Which war?" Percy asked, cocking his head to the side in confusion.

"That war," She widened her eyes, to make Percy understand.

Percy nodded, "Oh yea, that war which I have no idea what you are talking about,"

Annabeth gave him a dry look, "That one where you got invincible and killed a bunch of monsters,"

"I've fought in a lot of wars Annabeth," He gave her a serious look, "Which one are you talking about?"

"Seaweed Brain, we all know that you've only been in one war,"

Percy pouted, "So, I've been in a lot of fights,"

"They were scrimmages," Annabeth had returned to shuffling all of her pages together and folding them neatly into little squares, "They don't qualify,"

"Anyways," Annabeth continued, "Olympus was a mess. All thanks to you. I had the honor of being chosen to redesign and rebuild this place,"

"What are your plans?" Percy asked casually, but really, he was amazed by the wide expanse of the area.

She pointed at various parts of the room, "Snack bar. Throne room. Statue of Aphrodite. Stature of Area. Statue of Zeus. Statue of Zeus. Statue of Zeus. Statue of Poseidon."

"Why are there so many statues of Zeus?'

"The Gods tell me how many statues they want,"

"How many did Zeus want?"

"About 324,"

"How many are you going to build?"

"Five,"

Percy frowned, "That's not a good idea, won't he get mad?"

"Sometimes, some people's egos need to be knocked down by a few notches," Annabeth looked at Percy meaningfully, "Or a few thousand,"

"What did I do anyways? I'm peaceful! I'm awesome! I'm pretty nice!" Percy raised his hands in defense

Annabeth looked at Percy, "Exactly why,"

"It's not like I'm full of myself! I'm just boosting my self-esteem by telling myself that I am a good person,"

"How many times do you tell that to yourself everyday?"

Percy didn't reply.

Annabeth smiled a bit, "I thought so, Seaweed Brain,"

"Why do you even call me that? It's embarrassing," Percy whined.

"Because your stupid Perseus,"

"Don't call me that! And I'm not stupid,"

Annabeth stared at Percy skeptically, "Oh really? Your stupid because your brain is stuffed with seaweed. I don't know how much seaweed, though,"

"That's stupid. I should be called... Awesome Brain or something. Something that would sound better than that infinitely," Percy protested.

Annabeth wrinkled her nose, "A lot of seaweed apparently. Your creativity is kind of lame, truthfully,"

"Of course it would be lame against yours! You're the freaking daughter of Athena. Isn't it your job to be all smart and shit?"

Annabeth put all of her folders and pens in her backpack, "I'd rather use the word intelligent. I'd also would like to replace 'shit' with curiosity or creativity. I mean, yea, we would be that, when all you do is like, swim and shit," She mocked.

Percy narrowed his eyes. Whoopsies.

"You make us sound retarded,"

Annabeth put on her best 'innocent' look, "But aren't you supposed to, being compared to the Athena kids?"

Percy didn't reply, but there was a silent victory that went through the air. Annabeth had won their 'fight'. The perks of being an Athena kid. Maybe they weren't as strong as the Ares kids in the 'street-smart' area, but they would beat everyone else by miles in the 'school-smart' area. But still, that made them ahead by the game in a lot of places. The Athena kids know their strengths and their weaknesses, if you add their strategy skills to the plate, you're facing a lot of people who really know what they're doing. If you're the child of a Big-Three, and you're facing off against a whole cabin of Athenas, you're going down.

"So..." They were in awkward silence.

"Do you want to go eat dinner together later?" Percy asked, casually.

Annabeth narrowed her eyes, "Why?"

"You-you know, not as a date or anything, but there isn't a lot of things here that we can eat actually," Percy stumbled through his words.

Annabeth nodded in agreement, "Sure, why not,"

Not. Betaed.

Looking for a Beta, anyone want to Beta this?

This is chapter 11, 11 is my 2nd favorite number, what's your second favorite number?

I have braces, and it's clinging onto my cheek, does anyone know an easy and fast way to get it unhooked from your cheek?

Though you might like the ending ;)