Damn you guys are violent, seriously. All of you literally suggested that either Percy is going to beat up Luke or Luke is going to beat up Percy. Jeez.
BUT! But, I do have something in mind and thanks to all your violence, you have made it even darker(: Yay! Oh boy you guys will love this; or hate it, whatever floats your boat. Ah, no more spoilers as XxxX Greek Geek XxxX said, they're mean. Onto shout-outs!
someone-who-asked-what-songs-i-used: (sorry can't find your review) Uh, let's see. So far I have used the confrontation from les mis, yellow by coldplay, anything you can do from annie get your gun, I think this is love from Lamps the Musical, and...that's all I can remember. Let me know if I missed anything.
Random Demigod: Enjolras, Marius' bro.
That's it I think. Hm.
~Happy Reading!
Disclaimer: eenie, meenie, minie, moh, PJO I do not own!
Annabeth's POV:
"How long?" was all he said, taking my hand in his. Percy began fiddling with the charms on my bracelet, rubbing the outside of the sea shell. "How long have you liked me?"
"A month?" I replied not so surely.
"Only a month and you get the guts to kiss me?"
"Well that means I like you a lot." I smiled. He let out a goofy grin, laughing.
"Wow. Annabeth Chase is actually in love with me. Wait-someone is actually in love with me! This is unbelievable."
"How?" Percy raised an eyebrow at me. I was kinda confused, not really taking in what I had just said. He's such a sweet, kind, fun guy to be around, how could no one like him? Thinking about his past, I knew what he was talking about now. If only I had been friends with him earlier! If only.
"What do you mean how? I think you can see how, Annabeth! I'm me! How can anyone like me?! I'm that dorky kid who's a total gaffe, sitting in the corner, reading a book, and getting beat up by someone three times his size! I never say a word, I don't do anything, hell I'm never noticed." he buried his head in his hands, running his fingers through his hair. "I'm practically a nobody."
"Percy Jackson," I said sternly, grabbing his chin and telling him to face me. "You are not a nobody, do you hear me? That was you, you used to be that kid in the corner, you were a gaffe-er, no offense. But that was the past! Is this how you see yourself now?" I took out my phone, forcing him to look at himself. He stared at himself for a while, trying to figure out who he is. "Tell me, who do you see?"
"I see that middle schooler who wants the beautiful girl with blonde curls, but can do nothing but stand from a distance and watch." he whispered. "He couldn't even say hello; not once." it took me a minute to think of someone. Blonde hair and curls? Beautiful? Who could that be? Someone who went to our middle school...hmm. I huffed in frustration, giving up.
"Y-yeah, I'm sorry Percy, who was that?"
"Oh Annabeth, you have got to be kidding me." He took my phone, and turned it the other way so it faced me. Blond hair, cur-OOH. Damn, I'm an idiot.
"Wow. I'm an idiot. But beautiful, really?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. He smiled sheepishly and shrugged his shoulders. I chuckled, putting my hands on his shoulders once more. "Well guess what? You stole her heart." I kissed him again, but I was shorter this time.
"I can't believe this." He whispered, tucking a loose strand of hair behind my ear. "Does this mean you're technically my girlfriend?" I perked up at the word 'girlfriend', my heart stopped beating and my blood stopped rushing.
"Girlfriend..?!" I repeated, but I wasn't actually intending to say it out loud.
"Oh, um that's okay you don't have to-"
"No! Percy, I do! I really do! I honest to god do! But there's Luke in our way..." Percy buried his head in his hands once more.
"Right, that bastard."
"I know. What do we do?" He rubbed his chin, stroking an invisible beard. I had to admit, that was pretty cute.
"Okay, this might work but we have to be careful. We date behind his back! We make sure we are never seen together around him, and we always hang out at my house or yours. When he's out of town or something, we can go on real dates. How's that sound?" I threw my arms around his neck, hugging him as tight as I could.
"AHA! PERCY JACKSON YOU'RE A GENIUS!" He laughed and wrapped his arms around me returning the hug.
"Thanks! So, all we do it be careful, alright?"
"Yes!" We heard the door open, and we broke immediately. Percy just started playing heart and soul so I joined in.
"ANNABETH! THE BOYS AND I ARE HOME! ARE YOU UP THERE WITH PERCY?" Aunt Ven screamed from downstairs.
"YEAH! HE'S HERE!" Percy shouted.
"OH GOOD! THE BOYS ARE DYING TO SEE YOU! I'LL BE IN MY STUDIO IF YOU NEED ME!"
"PERCY! PERCYPERCYPERCYPERCYPERCY!" Two equally excited voices screamed. We heard loud footsteps coming up the stairs, and then a THUD. After the thud, there was some crying.
"Oh no!" I ran off the piano bench with Percy following behind me. Bobby was on the floor, holding his head while his twin was, well, making fun of him.
"Bobby! Why are you so stupid?!"
"Shut up, Matthew!" Bobby snapped at his brother between cries. "Anna it hurts!" He whined.
"Matthew, back off." Percy scolded.
"Oh Bobby..." I soothed, cradling his head in my lap. "How many times do I have to tell you? Don't run up the stairs! Do you have any idea how many time's you've done this?!"
"Y-you said Percy was h-here! And we wanted to see him, but M-Matthew was beating me!"
"Look at that! I'm a star!" I shot him a look to shut up, and he put his hands up in surrender. "Alright, sorry! Bobby come here." Percy crouched down, opening his arms and Bobby threw his arms around his neck. Percy gently rubbed his head, and picked him up off the ground, coddling him. "Well, you're lucky you didn't get a big ol' bump on your head, buddy. Or else that'd be pretty bad." Bobby rubbed his eyes and nodded in agreement. "And listen to your sister, don't run up or down the stairs, you got that? It's dangerous, the next time it happens you could break your head open and all your brains would come out. I don't think you'd like that, so be careful okay? And don't rush to see me, it's not like I'm going anywhere."
"Okay."
"Okay. Now, who wants to play some piano with me?"
"Ooh! Me! Me!" Matthew cried, waving his arms. Percy laughed, opening the door to the music room.
"Alright Matthew, do you remember what I taught you last time?"
"Nope!"
"Matthew..." The door closed, and it was just me hanging around with Bobby.
"C'mon, let's go get some ice. Then you've got homework to start."
"But Percy-" He protested.
"No buts! Percy can wait and he's with your brother right now, so homework first, Robert."
"I hate it when you call me that." He frowned. I laughed, ruffling his hair gently.
"Love you. Ice, then homework. Got it?"
'Yes, Anna." he settled down on the stool, placing his folder on the island. I got an ice pack and gently placing it on the spot he hit on the railing. He flinched and I pulled away quickly. "Gah! Cold!"
"Sorry, but it's ice, Bobby! And it's suppose to help!" I put it back on his head, without complaint this time. "There, that's much better."
We spent sometime working on spelling, a little history, English, but probably my worst was math. Even though it was like third grader math, I still sucked. Percy came in with Matthew who was jumped excitedly.
"Guess what we played? We played heart and soul, and then Harry Potter, and then all this other cool stuff too!"
"Quite the musician, aren't you?" Percy nodded his head in agreement. "Oh, and modest."
"Shut up. Ready Bobby?"
"Yeah!" He jumped off the stool but I held him back.
"Wait just a minute! Percy, do you think you could help him with some math? I in all honesty don't remember how to do this..."
"No problem." Percy replied without hesitation. "Don't worry, after this we can go play stuff alright? Now what'cha got here? Oh, LCM. Some pretty nasty stuff. There's this trick that I like to use that teachers don't know of." He got pretty busy, and I decided to take Matthew up to his room.
"C'mon, you can start homework. I've got some homework of my own to start."
"But it's Friday!"
"I don't care."
"But it's Friday!"
"Like I said Matthew, I don't care."
"But it's-"
"Matthew Chase, you use that as your argument again and I swear you're gonna get it." I stared at him coldly, and he smirked in response.
"It's Friday." He laughed. I rolled my eyes at him. God this kid was such a pain in the butt.
"Whatever, do what you want." I went to my room, turning on my laptop, and logged onto Tumblr. Okay, I wasn't actually gonna do my homework. Who does that on a Friday afternoon? I purposely say that so those two will finish it before the weekend ends, and I know they won't do their homework on the weekend. All they wanna do is run around, go to the park with their friends, and just play all weekend. Hell, I wanted to be a kid again. Run around, make a fool of yourself, not have anything to worry about and just have care free days. Wouldn't that be awesome if we could just do it all again? Not to mention you won't get weird stares when you're on swings.
"Alright, Bobby boy! What do you wanna play this time?"
"Anything!" I heard him giggle from across the hall.
"Anything it is!" The door shut, and I chuckled to myself. Percy was such a great person, and I was glad he could finally be mine. Well, not really because we're not actually together but you get my point. It made me wonder about his younger brother. He was always at my house with my brothers, but what about his? Doesn't he want to spend time with Tyson too? The vibration of my phone scared the crap out of me, and I picked it it up to find a text from Luke. Slowly, I unlocked my phone to reveal his text:
I have some stuff to give you, be at your house in five minutes.
Without further ado, let the freak out begin. I scrambled out my room and busted into the music room. "PERCY LUKE IS COMING!"
"What?" He walked to my side and grabbed my hand.
"Yeah, he's gonna be here in like five minutes! You've gotta hide!"
"But where?!" I averted my eyes away from his and glanced at the closet door. There wasn't really anything in there but books and books of music anyway. The only problem: it was about the size of a coffin (I'm not saying I want him to die, jeez).
"Eh, it'll have to do. Get in!" I shoved him into the closet and closed the door with a bang! "Bobby, do not mention about Percy being here. If he does as find out about him, make something up okay?"
"Okay." Bobby agreed. "But why?"
"They don't like each other. Now, go downstairs with Matthew and you two hang out!" We ran downstairs, and I waited by the door. I saw Luke walk by with a plastic bag in his hand. He rang the doorbell, and I opened it slowly.
"Hi." I answered glumly.
"Ah, good to know you got my message. I found some old music of yours in my piano bench that I ought to give back." Luke walked in pushing his shoulder against mine. Hell, he didn't even take off his shoes. Rude.
Wait, the music goes into the closet, and in the closet...I couldn't let him go up there!
"Oh I can do it!" I ran past him blocking the staircase. "I-I can take it and put it in. It's fine."
"I was gonna be nice and do it myself so out of the way, Annie." I put my hand out to stop him once more.
"N-no, seriously. I can do it, Luke." He simply rolled his eyes and pushed his way past me. "Shit." I muttered to myself. I took note of the fact that Bobby and Matthew were no longer in the kitchen, but at the moment I didn't care. I followed him into the music room, where he set down the music on the bench. Thank god it he didn't bother putting it in the closet.
"There, I took it up. You're welcome."
"Great, can you leave now?" I asked in annoyance. Luke merely chuckled, crossing his arms above his chest.
"Say, Annie, where's Jackson? Is he somewhere in the house? I know he came over, so where is he?"
"He left."
"Ah, but there's an extra pair of shoes downstairs so he's gotta be here! Where is he? In your bedroom? Are you sleeping with him, you little whore?"
I closed my eyes and braced for the pain that was about to come.
Percy's POV:
"Where is he? In your bedroom? Are you sleeping with him, you little whore?" The sound of the voice was unmistakably Luke's. I heard the sound of a slap and muffled high pitch scream, like someone had just been whipped. I balled my fists in anger, sweat beginning to form on the top of my head. He does not, and will not, call her that. That was the last straw though. Does he always do this? Why couldn't I have stopped it before? I kicked open the closet door, my previous thoughts not mattering at the moment. I pounced on him, knocking him onto the ground, placing my knee on his chest and grabbed his shirt collar nearly choking him.
"Don't you dare lay a fucking finger on her." Luke did nothing but smile at Annabeth who was on the ground, slightly laughing.
"You hid him in the closet? Seriously?"
"I-I didn't hide him in the closet! Honest!" She protested, shakily putting her hands up in surrender.
"Then why the hell was he-"
"Percy we found you!" Bobby ran in with Matthew, and the two boys jumped on me. Despite the fact I was angry enough to chop Luke's head off and feed it to stray dogs, I still managed a smiled on my face. I saw Matthew wink at me, telling me to play along.
"Darn it! You guys are so good at this game! I thought I was going to hide forever!"
"That's why we're the hide and seek champions!"
"Hey Bobby boy! How's it going?" Luke asked, facing Matthew.
"I'm Matthew." He growled. Luke paused for a minute, trying to figure out what he was just told.
"Uh, right!"
"Okay, off you two go." I told Bobby and Matthew. "Go to your rooms, now." I whispered sternly. They automatically ran down the hall and closed their door shut. They left us three teenagers starting at each other.
"Okay, you should leave, bye Luke."
"What, you're not even gonna walk me down?" He scoffed. "Fine, bitch. Bye Jackson." he slammed the door shut, leaving Annabeth and I on the floor. Annabeth had curled herself into a little ball, rocking back and forth. He left a red mark on her left cheek, and she was rubbing it gently.
"Why...why..." She kept muttering. I scooted over to her, pulling her onto my lap and soothingly rubbed my hand up and down her back. She buried her face in my chest, and her shoulders began shaking violently in an up and down motion. I wrapped my arms around her, securely shielding her from, well, possibly anything that came to hurt her and more. I placed my cheek on her head, absorbing the warmth of it.
"I-I don't know, Anna. I really don't. I'm sorry." I whispered. I felt like an idiot, not knowing how to make her feel any better, but then again I can't in this type of situation. At least I knew she was safe. After about twenty minutes (or at least that's how long I assumed we were there), she calmed down a little to the point where her sobs were subsided into sniffles. I have to admit, it was really cute. Her eyes were the slightest bit red, but they gave off this strange affect that made them look bigger, and her nose was pink at the end like she was out in the snow for a while. "You know you're adorable, right?" I laughed, brushing the strands that stuck to her face out of the way.
"Shut up." She sniffed. "I-I'm sorry, I've been really emotional recently and-"
"Really, it's okay." I used my thumb to wipe one extra tear that fell. "But why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"I thought you figured it out." she fought back.
"Well...yeah, I did." I shrugged. "But still, I could have helped you."
"I don't need your help."
"Oh really?" I scoffed. She sighed, and her lip trembled again.
"Okay, I need your help a lot." She admitted, her voice cracking. I wiped the tears away again, and kissed her forehead when I was finished. I heard her giggle softly at herself. "Look at me; all weak and helpless. I'm such a wimp that I can barely withstand my own ex-boyfriend."
"Annabeth Chase." My hands worked their way up to her curls, slightly tugging one at a time. "You are not a wimp, you hear me? You've already had to deal with him for a week and yet you managed to put up with him. That's not being helpless, that's true bravery. But now I'm here and nothing can get in our way, alright?" She smiled, showing off her pearly whites.
"Alright. Also, I've been thinking..." she chewed her bottom lip.
"Yes?"
"You've been spending far too much time at my house." That comment hit me like a brick.
"Uh, ouch?"
"No, no, no! God you can be stupid sometimes. I love that you're here a lot, but what about Tyson? I mean, you've got your own brother at your house so shouldn't you go and spend some time with him?" I blinked once, and then twice. She had a point, I haven't really hung out with him in a while. Maybe I should go and spend some time with him tonight, but I couldn't leave Annabeth.
"What about you? I mean, I can't leave you; not now at least..." She giggled, running her fingers through my hair.
"Don't worry about me. I'll be fine, you just go home and hang with Tyson, okay?" I smiled down at her, kissing her forehead again. I helped her up, and I went downstairs to gather my things.
"Okay. Guess that means I should probably go, I'll see you tomorrow or Sunday?" I suggested as I prepared to walk down her steps.
"Yes, please yes."
"Kay, see ya then. Bye, babe."
"Bye, and don't you dare call me that again!" I laughed and she did too, shutting the door once I turned around.
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"MOM IS TYSON HOME?!" I kicked off my shoes and joined my mother who was busy cooking spaghetti on the stove.
"Uh, he's in his room. Why? What's the rush?" She handed me the spoon. "You wanna cook?"
"No, thanks! Not tonight, but can't wait till dinner! And I cooked two nights ago!" I knocked on his door, and found him on my laptop yelling at someone.
"No, you idiot! I didn't tell you to dig there and look where you ended up! You're in a stinking hole with no way of getting out!" There was a muffled sound of someone else coming from his head phones, and Tyson simply rolled his eyes. "Oh my god Keith, you can't get out by digging! YOU'RE .A STUPID. HOLE. Stop digging!"
"Squirt, quit playing minecraft for a while."
"Why?"
"Just do it." He sighed, and then apologized to his friend.
"Keith, I gotta go. My brother wants me. Yes, I have a brother! Jeez, what kind of a friend are you?! I've told you a million times!" God watching him talk to his friend over a headset was like watching Regina George talk three-way with Karen Smith and Gretchen Wieners. "Whatever. Kay bye." He looped the headphones around his neck. "What?"
"Jeez, no need to get sassy. Anyway, I don't think I've been spending enough time with you." I joined him on the bed, picking up Oswald the bear. "Aw, just look at his furry, cute face."
"Shut up, Percy."
"Rude. Anyway, I was wondering if you wanted to hang out tonight." He perked up, raising an eyebrow.
"Really?"
"Well, yeah. We could do whatever you want, which is...?" I motioned him to suggest something since I didn't exactly have any ideas.
"How about a movie night? You and me, like old times." I ruffled his hair.
"Yes sir, a movie night sounds good."
Time lapse: three hours later.
"You better not fall asleep on me, squirt."
"Shut up, I'm older now. I'm not like four."
"Whatever. You could fall asleep."
"Shut up and just put on the movie, Percy."
"Fine." I slid Ratatouille into the DVD slot, and the movie began. We had set up everything from blankets, to popcorn, to a few fluffy pillows. Yep, it was just look good times. We were both silent for half the movie (which was a surprise for him), until he made a comment on Remy (Remee..?).
"Is it bad that he reminds of you?" I rose an eyebrow.
"You're comparing me to a computer animated rat?"
"Is that bad?"
"Yeah, that is."
"At least that means you can cook."
"You know I can cook." He smiled, and placed his head on my lap. Half an hour passed, and the movie was almost finished. I noticed Tyson's breathing had changed, and I rolled my eyes in annoyance.
He had fallen asleep.
"Just like old times, squirt. Just like old times." I slid an arm under his legs, the other around his waist. I gently tucked the blanket under his chin, brushing a few strands of hair out his face. "Night buddy, but keep your word about not falling asleep next time." I whispered as I shut the door to his room, leaving him in a peaceful slumber.
Oh yeah, you guys definitely have permission to kill me. It's been what, three weeks since I updated? At least it was a month; close though.
I seriously need to find an average length of chapters though, it keeps flip flopping. This is also like my longest chapter yet!
And how have your summers been so far? I'm taking Japanese at a community college and I'm just hoping I'll actually get something out of it unlike the last time I took Japanese. A certain Plushiexlover dropped out, leaving me hanging though...jerk. JK. I love you. But you still suck 3
Okay, and I promise fighting soon! Or, at least soon-ish. We'll see how everything is going between them first.
Review this maybe? Thanks!