Author's note-

Hi. So...the last chapter ended kind of awkwardly. And now I have to write this one- the dreaded "waking up" scene. How's it going to go? I don't know, but I'm going to try my hardest to make it okay. Oh yeah, and there's a bit of cursing (like one word) in this chapter. I tried to bleep it out, but yeah. It's there.

And I'm doing NaNoWriMo (the YWP) in November, so updates will probably be even less frequently than they are now. Sorry!

Good luck to me...

-SOS

The first thing Percy thought when he woke up with his girlfriend (who was wearing her underwear, only her underwear, and that was it) laying on top of him was, Oh s***. What on Earth have I gotten myself into? He slowly slid out from under Annabeth, being careful not to wake her up. When he was finally standing up, he grabbed his shirt from the floor, and threw it on, along with a pair of jeans that he grabbed from his bed. Then he sat down at his desk and waited for Annabeth to wake up.

After sitting there for two minutes, Percy couldn't stand to see her laying there half-naked and probably getting cold. So he picked up his blanket and draped it over her, kissing her forehead as he did so. But at this motion, she must have took it as a wake-up call (literally) because she stretched and rolled over, though her eyes were still closed.

Percy looked adoringly at his girlfriend. He wanted to say that they had been through so much together, but in reality, they had each been through a lot separately, and supported each other through it all. Percy's trip through the mental hospital, the death of Annabeth's ex-boyfriend, Luke. But they never been through something bad that deeply affected both of them together. So was it wrong for Percy to have a little hope that something that they could go through together would happen?

But he knew it was a little bad to hoping about something like that, so he changed his train of thought completely. For some non-apparent reason, he decided to think about homework. He knew he had some Math and English homework (something to do with getting course outlines signed by a parent or guardian) but he didn't want to do that just yet. Plus, there was still a chance that his father was asleep...and that wasn't something he wanted to see again.

He sighed. What bothered him so much about his father and Amphitrite was not the fact that they had slept together, (though that did irritate him a little bit) but it was really the fact that Poseidon had replaced his old wife so fast. Percy did realize that they (Sally and Poseidon) hadn't been together very long. He knew their time hadn't been very special, especially since the only thing that came out of it was Percy himself. But something inside his mind just couldn't process or accept the fact that Poseidon had moved on. After all, who could move on from Sally Jackson? She was the perfect package: beautiful, understanding, and smart.

Percy was jolted from reminiscing about his mother when Annabeth rolled over and sat up. She blushed immediately when she noticed Percy watching her from his desk chair. "Hi," Annabeth said quietly, pulling on her jeans and top awkwardly. She shivered, and Percy got up and threw her a jacket. He smiled when she put it on; it was one of his favorite jackets and she was one of his favorite people. So it made sense that he would like it on her.

"Hey," replied Percy. He was about to say that they should escape out the window, but then he realized something. "What about Tyson? He's at daycare. We should pick him up."

"Okay," replied Annabeth, and they were ready to climb out the window.