I AM SO SORRY FOR NOT UPLOADING IN 19 DAYS! ME SOOO SORRY!
Writer's Block plus I had a bunch of school junk, my computer was seriously givin me problems, and other personal stuff, and I started reading a book and not even my parents could rip it out of my hands.
Thankyou for the reviews! I just wanted to let you know: I AM STILL TAKING ANSWERS FROM THE QUESTIONS IN CHAPTER 10!
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I am now 14! My gym competition last last Saturday was awesome. I got gold in floor and bars, silver in vault, 4th on beam(I had two falls L), and 1st all round level 3 ages 13+. So yeah it was great! My floor routine music is harry potter!
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Chapter 12: Mr. Clutz Got Us Lost
Annabeth POV
When we got back to the campsite, we all inhaled the smell of barbecue coming from the fire. Sally and Paul had set up the tents and since Coral had made a deal with us to have her own tent, which I was supposed to share with her, I would end up sleeping in Percy's. Zack was going to sleep with his parents and I would be cooped up in a small tent with a super hot boy. You'd think I'd be excited, right?
When he came back without Amanda my heart had done a little conga dance. (inside joke with my BFF(if you have read HP 6 recently you might get it too.) ;). When I saw her number on his arm I grew suspicious but when Percy told me what happened, I could tell he was telling the truth. That doesn't mean I wasn't going to give him the cold shoulder for a while.
Zack and Coral said they'd be playing in the woods next to us and looking for wood. Sally nodded and they ran off hand in hand. Percy sat down next to his mom.
"Mom, did you bring marshmallows?" he asked.
"Yeah, sweetheart, but eat lunch first and then we'll talk about that." Sally responded.
We ate a quick lunch and headed over to the rope that dropped you into the river. When we made it both Percy and I stripped down to our swimsuits and Percy raced me up the hill and to the rope. I slipped on some wet dirt and my hands are all muddy. He won and then laughed at me about the mud. I punched him on the shoulder.
"Jeez woman!" for that he received my muddy hands all over his now muddy chest. It sent jolts of electricity to me that Percy was too grossed out to notice.
"Now, we are both mud monsters, Seaweed Brain!" I said and Percy just glared while trying to wipe himself off.
"Percy, don't you think it would be easier to get clean if we just swung into the water?" I asked like I was talking to 5-year-old. I even used hand gestures.
"Whatever, Wise Girl. You have something on your cheek."
"Where?" I touched my cheek but he just shook his head and came closer. He wiped a bid of leaves and mud from my cheek and the whole time I stared at him. He noticed this and cleared his throat and took a step back, blushing. I was too.
"I'm first!" I announced in order to break the silence. He laughed and said it was fine whiningly(I don't know if that's a word, too bad). I got on the rope and jumped off the top of the hill. My legs automatically wrapping around the rope. It was in slow motion.
As I felt the rush and thrill of swinging in the air, I heard Percy yell "Jump!"
I did. It was radical! Like falling into the water from that high, making sure I fell feet first so that the water wouldn't slap my puny body. It was awesome. The place I landed in was 8-9 ft deep. I almost touched the bottom and then swam, if you can call what I was doing swimming, back up. Percy was waiting for me to get out.
"How was it?!" he asked from up there. I put two thumbs up once I reached the shore.
"Watch and learn Wise GIrl! This is how real people do it!" with that he jumped with the rope and as he was about to come back, about 17 ft in the air, he let go. As he let go he did a back flip. He looked awesome. His head popped back up while the waves from the splash were still stirring.
"Ooohooo!" I yelled and he yelled back a yeah! With an air punch. This was going to be lots of fun.
(just wanted to let you know that I have done what Percy has done and it is absolutely radical. I will try to post a link to the video of me doing it so you can picture it better. Just check my profile page this next week and I will be sure to post it! I suggest you watch it is sooooo cool)
-line break-
After two hours of watery fun, including Percy accidentally falling from the rope to late and slamming into the kind of shallow part(he didn't get hurt, just slamming your back into water doesn't feel very good, trust me.), we made our way back to camp. I was sore from trying to see how many times I could clap until I hit the water, which resulted in me hitting the water in the wrong position. I had managed to do a back flip and Percy had conquered the art of doing two.
When we got there, wrapped up in towels, our stuff in our hands, I made my way to my tent to change. Percy just put a shirt on with some shoes(boy have it so much easier than us). I now had on jeans and a white with blue writing top.
"Annabeth, will you help me make the smores?" Percy asked me from the fire. It was like 3:30 so the sky was still pretty bright.
"Sure, thing is, I have never made one before." I responded then sat on the ground next to him.
"Well it's pretty simple. Here," he handed me a blanket, "place that on the ground while I go get our supplies." I did as I was told and he came back with a Hershey's smore making kit. We sat down and Percy told me to separate the marshmallows, crackers, and chocolate evenly. 1 marshmallow, 2 crackers, 1 square of chocolate(when I wrote this I almost said 1 square of ambrosia, haha!).
When I was done he took the marshmallows and placed them on two sticks. He gave me one and positioned his above the fire. After a couple of minutes, he took out his(I just watched for the first time).
It was perfect. He placed it in between the cracker and the chocolate and placed the other cracker on top. He squished it softly and it looked delicious. I was drooling.
"Here, you can have this one." Percy said when he was about to put it to his mouth.
"No, that's alright, you have it." I told him. My stomach argued, loudly.
"Take it Annabeth, I can make another one." He said.
"No, I don't want it!" we raised our voices a teeny bit.
"Yes you do!"
"It's yours, I don't care!" I yelled. We were standing up now.
"Damn it Annabeth! Just eat the damn … smore…" we both watched as the damn smore broke into a million goey pieces and fell to the grassy, dirt floor. Then we burst out laughing. Sally and Paul joined in.
"Language!" Sally said half-heartedly.
"That was such a stupid argument." I said as Percy and I calmed down and sat near the fire once again.
"Yeah, it was, wasn't it?" I nodded.
"Anyways, let's try not to murder the smore next time, shall we?"
"That was completely your fault!" he said.
"How was it completely my fault, Mr. Just-eat-the-damn-smore?" I replied incredulously.
"Well, you're the one who wouldn't just eat the damn smore!" he used his hands to make a point.
"Don't you dare—" I was interrupted by Paul.
"Uh, I think you two just started another stupid argument." He pointed out.
Ughhhhh, he just irritates me so easily! I thought.
Like? When he's right? Another voice said in my head.
Shut up! I yelled to it.
We both blushed, and muttered sorry, then we continued to make our smores. At like 5:30 Percy and I decided to go on a walk.
As we made our way through a slightly excluded part of the forest I noticed that Percy's shoulder was brushing mine and our hands were slightly touching also. If Percy noticed this he didn't say anything.
"So, you having fun?" Percy asked.
"Yeah, who knew this whole 'nature thing' was really cool?"
"I did." He said smugly.
"That was a rhetorical question Seaweed Brain!" I slapped his shoulder.
"Ow! Just saying, I knew it was cool." He insisted.
"Whatever, just try not to trip on anything." As if on cue, Percy tripped on a tree root. I laughed, a lot.
"Oh, shut up, will you?" Percy blushed.
"No, that was way too funny. Who trips on something right after being told not to?" I laughed.
"I do." He said quietly as he tried to hide a smile of his own.
"Yes, yes, you do." I smiled.
"We should be going back now." I said.
"Uh, well, there was something I kinda wanted to ask you-" Percy said but I wasn't paying attention. I turned around and had no idea from where I came from. Everything looked exactly the same, the trees, the rocks, everything.
"Uh, Percy? Which way did we come from?" I interrupted him. He looked at me for a second then turned around.
"Didn't we come from over there?" he pointed to a small trail. Thing was, there were two other small trails and we had been so caught up on our argument that we couldn't tell which was the right one.
"Nope, I'm pretty sure we came from over there." I pointed to the other trail.
"I don't remember passing that tree, and remember that tree root, it looks like that one." He pointed to a tree root down the path he was in front of. There was another identical tree root down the middle path too.
"There's another one over there. Why don't we just try to find the river and then head downstream?" I pointed out.
"Yep, that sounds like a plan." He got on top of a rock and stood on his tippy toes and motioned for me to be quiet. I listened carefully and heard the faint sound of water dripping and roaring downstream. Percy must've heard it too and probably spotted it because he jumped down and grabbed my wrist. He pulled me along and said, "this way!"
As we walked (well I walked Percy tripped his way through the woods) I wondered what Percy might've been trying to tell me. I spotted the river down a small steep slope that looked kinda dangerous. So I pulled Percy to the left, the least dangerous area. He tripped…and brought me down with him.
I fell on top of him and we rolled down the slope. I felt something cut my arm and some of my hair got in my face. I did the smart thing, I hid my head in Percy's chest and let him take more of the impact as we rolled our way to a rock that kind of stood up straight and pointy. Percy's poor back got full impact. He passed out. I got off him quickly and looked over myself.
(I hadn't meant for this to happen but it did so continue to read my lovelies. :)
My hair was muddy and the roots hurt. My ponytail was no longer intact. One of my socks were ripped and my jeans weren't exactly brand new looking. One of my knees was scraped and it burned with the stretch of the skin. My arm was bleeding where a long not very deep cut made it's way down from my shoulder to my elbow. My shirt was muddy but that was about it. I looked at Percy.
He was unconscious. The part of his shirt that used to be on his back was now pretty ripped and his back looked scraped and bloody. His arm had a scratch and his right hand's back was bleeding along with his left's knuckles. His swim shorts survived but the part near the back of his knees was ripped. One of his knees looked red but the other leg was the one that looked truly hurt. There was a large gash from his knee down his shin and it reached all the way to his sock. It bled, a lot.
I kneeled next to him and shook his shoulder. His back probably really hurt from hitting the rock that stopped our downfall. He moaned and rolled onto his back, "Ow!" he rolled back and opened his eyes. There were tears of pain forming in them.
"Annabeth? Are you ok?" he hissed through his teeth. His expression screamed pain.
"I'm fine. Are you?" I asked quickly. He managed a strained chuckled.
"Yep, I'm okay, minus for the small fact that my back and shin are burning." He managed to say without loosing his temper. I felt really stupid for asking that question.
"Lie on your stomach, I need to take a look at your back." He rolled over slowly and I ripped the shirt open. It was already ripped to shreds, I didn't think he would mind.
"Ow…this looks bad. Do you have any water with you?" I asked as I tried not to look at his back for too long. I'm not squeamish or anything but I don't think you would want to look at a cut that was filled with twigs, grass, dirt and blood either.
"I think, it's probably in my pocket." He said. I looked down to his swim shorts and saw(shut up pervs!) a small, fat, short, like the ones little kids get for lunch, water bottle sticking out of his pocket. As I reached to get it, I got a good look at my elbow. Bad, it looked bad.
I ignored the pain and pulled out the bottle. I uncapped it with slightly trembling fingers and pored it over the cut on Percy's back. I saw him clench his hurt fists so hard they looked white. He let out a low growl as his knuckles slowly released and color returned to his hands. "Sorry, sorry, sorry." I muttered apologetically as I took a clean piece of his shirt and slowly removed a couple of twigs that were inside the wound.
I looked at his face. His jaw was clenched tight and now there were tears streaming down his cheeks quietly.
The wound still had little bits of ripped leaf, dirt and grass in it, but you could see it more clearly. It wasn't that long, set in his left lower back, and at most would need stitches. His shin looked worse and probably hurt more too.
"Stay still, I'm going to use some of your shirt to stop the bleeding, ok? This might hurt a little." I warned as I ripped the lower half of his t-shirt into a part time band-aid. He just nodded, his eyes closed.
I made him lift his belly off the ground for a couple of seconds and quickly tied the fabric at his right hip. The moment it came in contact with the cut I heard him let out a sharp gasp and then relax back onto the ground.
-Isn't this the most awesome line break ever?-
Percy POV
My body hurt, a lot. How does trying to get a girl to become your girlfriend result in tripping you both down a steep slope? I tried not to think about my injuries but my shin and back were not making it easy.
I could feel the tears in my eyes, my knuckles burning, Annabeth's soothing voice cussing under her breath whenever I let out any signs of pain.
When my back was all patched up, I asked to sit up. The ground was not comfortable. She helped me into a semi sitting, semi trying not to let my back hurt position. Basically, I looked pretty weird with one hand keeping me upright and the other keeping my back from a painful position.
I made the mistake of looking at my leg. Apparently Annabeth did too. I'm not going to describe it or the pain anymore than I already did. Just imagine your playing soccer and someone hit you in the shin at least 50 times plus a shallow cut that burnt at the faintest movement of your delicate stretched shin skin. (lol, shin skin, I had a cut like this before, I fell down the stairs while trying not to let the 3 year old in front of me fall and my shin bumped down 5 stairs and ended up with a nice long cut. It hurt alot)
Annabeth quickly looked away and faced me.
"You really managed to screw yourself didn't you?" I cracked a smile mixed with pain.
"The things I do for you." I muttered and then hoped she didn't hear me.
"What do you mean?" she asked. Damnit.
"Uh, nothing. I just meant how I took most of the fall so you wouldn't get hurt." It was true, I did take most of the fall for her. But t wasn't the only thing I had done. The only reason I got the cut on my shin was because I had seen a nice sized fallen tree that we would end up hitting, her first, and so I pushed us to the other side. I just hadn't seen the very barky scratchy root that ended up scraping my leg.
"Ok then, so what are we going to do about your leg, Mr. Clutz?" she asked.
"I guess we should clean it then wrap it up in the rest of my shirt since it looks like it wont stop bleeding for a while." She nodded at my suggestion and repeated the process she used on my back. Trust me, water on newly made cuts, not pleasant.
I tried to keep the sound affects to the minimum, but it's not as easy as it seems. By the time we were done, both of us had learned a couple of new extremely long cuss phrases.
After I was all done I looked for her injuries. The worst was probably her arm. I quickly ripped off the sleeve of her shirt and used it to stop the bleeding. She smiled at me gratefully and I did too.
Soon it was dark out and I still couldn't really stand up without seriously needing crutches. Blood loss, and a bad leg are not good for your sight either. And did you know that the lower left side of your back hurts a lot when you move your left leg? One time I tried to stand up I ended up almost falling on Annabeth. We gave up when we could no longer see anything. I lied down behind the rock, where a soft bit of sand went down a couple yards and then opened up into a mini beach river.
"They'll be looking for us, worried. How far do you think we walked anyway?" Annabeth asked worriedly.
"I dunno, maybe 4 miles at most. Let's just go to sleep here and try to get up in the morning. We seriously need some rest." I said. As soon as I put my head on the floor I was starting to doze off.
The last thing I remember was Annabeth shivering next to me and pulling her body against mine carefully for warmth.
"Thank you." She murmered into the crook of my neck
I then entered a world of dreams.
What do you think!? Do you like what I did? They'll get rescued the next day but their relationship will be completely different…yes. They shall leave the woods as Boy/Girlfriend.
I will post when I have 15 reviews and just wanted to let you know that this has 3,224 words without the author note!
BTW: March = busy month for me. Reviews = me really want to write for you people although I am busy!
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