Author's Note-

Um, hey guys. Here's chapter 37. I hope it's okay. :)

Please review! Also, I wrote a Magnus Chase fanfiction. If you've read the book, then you should read it.

Thanks to everyone who has read, favorite, followed, and reviewed so far. You guys are the best!

Anyway, enjoy the chapter! Bye,

-SOS

Of course, Percy knew he wasn't going to get away that easily. Brianna and her minions ruled the school, and everyone knew it. If she was dissed, she'd get back at the person who did it, and she'd get back at them bad. But Percy wasn't worried. He had Annabeth, and that was enough for him.

So, before school ended, Percy left a note in Annabeth's locker. It said, Dear Wise Girl, Do you want to come over after school? Signed, Seaweed Brain. He hoped the use of their special nicknames for each other would positively influence her to go to his house. And sure enough, before the end of the day, a note had been slipped into his locker saying simply, Yes.

After every class was over and Percy was tired of school, he waited by Annabeth's locker while she packed up her belongings. Apparently, homework was a priority, Percy figured out as he watched Annabeth shove textbook after textbook into her red backpack. Out loud, he said teasingly, "You get homework on the first day of school, Wise Girl?"

"Shut up," Annabeth muttered as she slammed her locker shut and lightly punched Percy on his shoulder. "It's extremely important extra credit. I could get a perfect score before school is even over!"

"Like you need that," Percy retorted, rolling his eyes playfully. "You've probably already charmed half your teachers into giving you extra work. I feel bad for the rest of your kids in the honors classes with you. They're going to hate you if you keep being like this."

Annabeth smiled, and snuck the arm that wasn't holding her extremely heavy bag around Percy's waist. He kissed the top of her head as she joked, "As long as I'm on a path to a good college, I'm fine with that!"

The two of them smiled, and raced off to catch their bus to Percy's house. Once they were seated on the bus, Percy looked at Annabeth – her golden hair that glimmered in the sunlight, her grey eyes full of love (at the moment) – and smiled. For the first time in a long time, Percy Jackson was happy.

But all that was about to change when he stepped through the door of his house, holding Annabeth's hand and grinning. What he saw made him want to throw up, or die, or both. He took a deep breath in as Annabeth noticed his smile drop at the scene on the couch.

Poseidon, yes, Percy's father, Poseidon, was laying on the couch, fast asleep and wearing nothing but a content smile. But that wasn't even the worst part. Draped on top of his sleeping figure was the stupid lady Amphitrite, the woman Percy completely blamed for his sister Emily's death. She wasn't wearing anything either, and her eyes were closed also.

Without batting an eye at the two naked adults on the couch or Percy's disgusted and betrayed expression, Annabeth whispered, "Let's go up to your room and talk. It'll be okay."

When they were safely sitting on the chairs in Percy's room, with the door closed behind them and Percy's face less white, Annabeth reached over and hugged her boyfriend. "Percy, come on. Talk to me. I know that was really awkward, but you can talk to me about it. It'll be okay," she repeated.

Percy sighed. "He's my father! And she's the nurse who killed my sister. What's there to talk about?"

"Fine," Annabeth murmured calmly. "Don't talk, then. Just relax."

Percy rubbed his eyes, and breathed in deeply. "Look, I'm sorry you had to see that. But please, could we just forget about it? I love you, Annabeth. I'm sorry."

Annabeth drew him into a kiss, and he forgot about everything else in the world. For a moment, all there was in the universe was the two of them, together forever.

And if they ended up like Amphitrite and Poseidon, sleeping on top of each other and smiling contently, well, who was there to know?