Annabeth, who had been socializing with some of Rachel's more civilized relatives, walked up to Nancy and I. She seemed puzzled, but after she saw me struggling to stop myself from cracking up, and Nancy just babbling on about who knows what, she seemed to grasp it. Although she seemed clueless about some details, I was an open book. Annabeth knew just how to read me.

"So, you two know each other?" She asked, knowing the answer.

"Yeah. This is Nancy. She went to school with me the year before I met you. When I was twelve." I replied, trying to keep the situation from getting more awkward.

"Sixth grade? How do you remember each other?" Annabeth asked, stirring the pot.

This wasn't going to go well.

"We… well, we weren't the best of friends. We sort of hated each other's guts." Nancy honestly remarked, blushing bright red.

Hated? As in past tense? Gods, what was happening?

I managed to get something out, probably along the lines of, "Uh… Yeah."

Annabeth knew instantly that I did not enjoy this situation. Her gawking at my increased attractiveness—what can I say? I am the all-powerful son of the sea god. Not that Nancy knows anything about that, thank the gods. But now that Annabeth was here—this might not be good.

"So, Percy, do you have a girlfriend?"

Dead silence.

I knew something was about to happen. Annabeth is the best girlfriend I could ask for, but she was definitely the jealous type.

Annabeth said with a scowl, "Yes, as a matter of fact, he does."

"Oh. Who?" Asked Nancy genuinely.

Was she that oblivious? Really? I started wondering if I'd ever seemed like that to Annabeth. I pushed that unpleasant thought away as the conversation started heating up.

"Nancy, Annabeth is my girlfriend." I muttered, glaring at Annabeth. She smirked at Nancy, acting like her eleven-year-old twin brothers.

Rachel had to hold Nancy back as she cursed at Annabeth. (In English.) Annabeth acted completely immature, clinging to me the entire time. As crude as it was, I can't say that I didn't like it. She pulled her last card. Annabeth reached up to me and pulled me into a kiss. She knew well enough that I'd kiss back. The daughter of Athena knew exactly how to torture every one of her enemies to their full extent.

After I'd gotten away from Nancy for the rest of the night, I decided to confront Annabeth. Zeus knows all the places that could've gone.

Starting off a potentially delicate conversation, I said, "Annabeth, you really messed things up back there."

"Yeah, I know." She replied sullenly. This must kill her; she despises being wrong.

"I-I mean, I hate Nancy Bobofit," I started off, stuttering, "A lot. She tortured Grover and I nonstop for nine months, and my feelings about her haven't changed from when I was twelve." I said, defending myself, "She was the one who caused Mrs. Do—I mean, the Fur—Kindly One, to attack me."

Annabeth countered, "But that's what brought you to camp! The attack confirmed all of Grover's and Chiron's suspicions, Seaweed Brain."

Now that I think about it, she's right. Without Nancy Bobofit throwing peanut butter at my best friend and insulting my family, I wouldn't have become mad and pushed her into the fountain. People said that the water in there looked like it grabbed her. I never even looked back on it, but it must've been the first time I really used my powers on somebody.

That didn't mean anything to me compared to Annabeth.

Annabeth is one of the most important people in my life. She keeps me going through everything and anything. If I didn't have her, I don't know what I would do. She's kept me from getting myself killed hundreds of times. Annabeth may not realize it, but she is my top priority. I turned down immortality for her, and I have no regrets about it. Annabeth knows it, too.

"Wise Girl. You beat Nancy Bobofit any day. I love you. Could that even compare to the feelings that I don't have for Nancy?" I told her.

This was the first 'I love you,' in our relationship.

The first of many.

A/N: So, how do you like it? This is just a twoshot, so it's the end of this story. Pretty fluffy, I think. A little OOC, but I like this story a lot, and like I said before, it's inspired by percyjacksonheadcanons. (Also known as the lovely livingondaydreams here on fanfiction.) You should definitely go check her out, she writes some amazing stories!

Please review this story, and if you have any prompts or requests, be sure to tell me!

-katie