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Chapter 11

Annabeth

I have always been a free spirit. Never obeying the laws of high school, or the status quo of how 'cool' I am by following the crowd. That's why I dress the way I do. Because I like it, because it's unique and because it's who I am.

That is the reason why I have the friends I do. Because they're all different. Piper dresses like a tomb boy, although she isn't, and she is also very pretty and very much a girl. Jason is a jock. But he isn't dumb or an asshole, he's one of the sweetest guys I know and he loves Piper as much as she does him. Frank looks like a bad boy with biker boots and leather jackets. A lot of people thought we were a thing for a while but he's not my type. Frank is also a band-geek and he has roles in all the school's plays, so there you go. My friends and I are the contradictions of high school, but we still work because we aren't ashamed to be who we are.

And most important, that is the reason why I'm in love with Percy Jackson. He is a full on geek. His clothes is made up of khaki pants, sweater vests, dress shirts, and sometimes even suspenders. Bring in the big squared glasses and messy hair, and he's the full package. But, I was never one to judge based on how someone looked, and that's what made me notice him in the first place.

I'm a wanderer, I like to stare at people, call me rude, but I do. That day, I was just staring at all the people that surrounded me, and then my eyes landed on him. I don't know what it was, maybe it was how concentrated he seemed on what he was doing, mouthing the words on the page, with his brows furrowed. Or maybe it was the book of Robert Frost that he clung tightly in his hands. Or maybe it was the fact how he seemed completely oblivious to everything around him but he was definitely aware of himself. Then he looked up, right into my eyes.

His green eyes were vibrant. Millions of emotions written all over them, it made my chest ache, and my heart stutter. I smiled at him because I couldn't help but like him immediately. He seemed wise beyond his years, and yet it seemed like he didn't know the most beautiful things in life. That day, I knew he was going to be someone important to me. Turns out, I was more right than I ever thought I would be.

Mornings are never something I have enjoyed, my cranky attitude is proof of that. As I'm walking down the halls on the first day of February, I realize that I don't feel cranky at all. It could be because I went to sleep with Percy's voice in my ear, telling me goodnight, but I'm not complaining. I make it to my locker humming along to that first song we danced to so long ago, remembering every detail like if it was yesterday. I take my English book and notebook then close my locker with a happy sigh.

"Hey Annie. How you been, sweetheart?" I halt in my tracks. One, because that is not the voice I like to hear, and two, because I know exactly to who it belongs to. I look up, and sure enough there he is. Leaning on the lockers, arms crossed, with ugly blond hair and ugly smirk in place.

I grit my teeth. Well there goes my good mood. "What do you want, Luke?"

"I just want to know how you been. We haven't talked so much this year." He says, I know better than to fall for the innocent act.

"Yeah, and I liked to keep it that way. So if you mind…" I fade off, making my way to class. But of course that doesn't faze him.

"Aw, Annie, c'mon. We used to be such good friends last year," he's walking a little too close to me and if he even thinks about touching me I'll cut of his balls.

"We were never close friends, Luke. All you wanted was to get in my pants, don't think I didn't notice. I just chose to ignore it because you were too stupid to take a hint." I state as calmly as possible and start walking faster, but with no such luck.

"Really? I thought you were just playing hard to get. Don't tell me this is because of that geek Jackson is it? You're not serious about that?" he says incredulously, snorting as if it were impossible for him to believe.

That's it. I stop and face him, glaring holes through his thick skull. No one calls MY boyfriend a geek like that. "First of all, it is none of your fucking business who I'm with or not, it doesn't concern you. And second, don't call him a geek because he is much more man than you will ever be!" I spit at him, figuratively, then literally for emphasis. "Oh, and don't fucking call me Annie." I then make my way down the hall and to my classroom, leaving a stunned and thoroughly spitted at Luke.

I'm reeling from my run in with Luke but try to focus on Mr. Green's lesson. Percy, being the adorable, considerate boyfriend he is, notices something is wrong. When Mr. Green leaves us to our devices to write a Rhetorical Précis comparing two poems that I have no clue what they are, Percy hands me a note. I turn to look at him, and concern is written all over his face. I sigh and open the note.

What's wrong? Are you ok? : /

I question whether I should tell him, but then decide there is no point in hiding it.

Um, I'm just irritated. Luke was bothering me earlier and it pissed me off. But I'm ok now. : ) I try giving him an encouraging smile, but I think it looks more like a grimace.

Luke? You mean Luke Castellan? You know him? His brows furrow into a deep scowl, and now I'm pissed how Luke is managing to ruin my whole day too.

No, I don't. He was just one of the many guys who couldn't take a hint last year. I already told him to leave me alone because I was never interested and never will be.

He reads it but doesn't look reassured. I sigh sadly. No matter how much he has grown from the shy kid he used to be, he's still insecure at times. I really want to make him understand that he has nothing to worry about but I'm worried that he might not feel as strong as I do.

As we're walking off to second period, he seems awfully quiet, and I'm at a loss on what to say. When we make it to my classroom, I exhale cautiously and look up at him.

"You're ok aren't you?" I pause, when I realize the words spoken came out of his mouth, instead of mine.

"Yeah, it just annoyed me that he couldn't respect my choice of being with you," I say carefully, reassuringly.

"But he didn't say or do anything that hurt you did he?" his sea-green eyes plead with me, and it's all I can do to wrap my arms around him and snuggle in his chest. He follows immediately, pulling me to him and nestles his face in my hair.

"No he didn't hurt me," I promise. I kiss his jaw and inhale him. I look at him and smile. He kisses my nose and unwillingly, lets me go.

"Ok. Just tell me if he bothers you again," he asks.

I reach up and fix his cute suspenders and his crooked glasses. "I will," I grin at him. He then leans down to give me a small kiss and heads to his class. I sigh a lovesick sigh, and realize he just made me happy again by caring for me.

At lunch, the whole gang is already there goofing off and laughing like the teenagers they are. Percy and I walk to them, our lunches already in our hands.

"Hey guys, we got some news," Piper yelps excitedly.

"What news?" Percy questions.

"Jason? You mind telling them the news?" Piper chirped. I glanced at the table, everyone had smiles and Jason seemed the same.

"Ok, well. My cousin Leo is getting married in April and you guys are all invited." Jason announces happily.

"Oh, wow," I say. "How old is he anyway? I thought he was still in college." Percy looks confused now more than ever.

"Oh, he is. He's 21 but his fiancée was offered a job in California and they decided to tie the knot so he could move with her after he graduates."

"Isn't that romantic. I would love a man who would follow me everywhere!" Hazel sighs longingly and we all giggle at her.

"I agree with Hazel. Leo is definitely winning points for proposing already. I thought he would never make his move." Piper agrees sighing along with Hazel.

"Ok, um, I'm lost. Would someone care to explain?" Percy says exasperatedly. I glance at him and squeeze his thigh for support.

Jason clears his throat, and starts the story. "Leo and Reyna have been together since their senior year and we all liked her. My family would joke around on how they needed to get married already, but they always said they were too young, that they needed to stabilize their lives before they were ready to make a big commitment like that. But when Reyna announced that her dream job was in California, she was torn, and Leo was moping around thinking that she was going to leave him. Thank god the idiot took the hint and proposed, with ring and everything, telling her he wasn't going to let her throw away her dream to stay with him." Jason exhales loudly, and I can't help it I sigh along with the girls. That is definitely honest to god love.

Percy has an odd expression between aww and bewilderment. "I'm happy for them, it seems like if they really love each other," he glances at me, and his cheeks redden when he sees me looking at him. I smile again. "I'm happy you invited us." He finishes quietly. Everyone else seems to be buzzing in excitement talking about their plans for the weekend but Percy seems oblivious to them, stuck in his own thoughts.

Later in the day, Percy and I are at my house for a change. We don't usually come here to spend the day, but both my parents have been hold up at a business conference out of state and I invited Percy over to take advantage of the alone time. Currently, we are sitting in my living room floor eating Mexican food and watching Rock of Ages. I have to say, I love that movie.

"Don't stop believin', hold on to that feelin', streetlight people…!" I sing along to the movie, singing and making faces at Percy. I don't have a bad voice, but it isn't the most pleasant one either, and Percy is letting me know by trying to stifle his laugh. I laugh along with him, because it is pretty dam funny.

"You're a horrible singer," he admits, still chuckling.

"Oh, like you're any better," I stick my tongue out at him, childishly.

"Never said I was," he retorts.

"Whatever," I roll my eyes and throw a chip at him. He gasps mockingly.

"How dare you waste food, Annabeth" he then reaches for the bowl, preparing his ammo, and flinches two chips at me. I giggle and do the same, but he grabs me by my arms and halts my movement, pulling me to him and making us both laugh uncontrollably.

Somehow, through all that laughter, I end up halfway on top of Percy, with our hands and legs tangled all over each other. I notice his eyes darkening to jade instead of his usual sea-green hue, and I smirk at him. Eventually, we are a total mess of hands and arms and legs and fingers. Touching, feeling, breathing, sensing, tasting, and hearing everything, everywhere. It seems like if we can never get enough. It never is enough with him.

We moan and groan, loving the feeling of each other's bodies. I love how he's not buff, or even muscular. It's true he's not muscular, but he is still very much manly, and I love how he doesn't change that because it's who he is. I love his body the way it is. I love feeling his soft hair through my fingers, I love running my hands up and down his chest, feeling his hot flesh and fast heartbeat. And I know he loves it too.

"God, I love you," I hear him whisper in my ear as he nibbles on my neck. I stop, abruptly. Did he just say…

"What?" I pant, catching my breath and trying to comprehend if I heard right. His eyes are huge, and his face is redder then it has ever been before. I pull back a little to look him more closely and it seems like if he completely forgot everything going on five seconds ago.

"I uh, um, y-you see…" he stops. His face morphs into one of pain. "Fuck! Shit I'm sorry I said that, I.. I didn't mean…. Shit!" he yells running his hands through his hair, hiding his face. "I can't believe I ruined this," he whispers sadly.

I let him gather his thoughts as I realize that yes, he did say it and he wasn't planning to. "Did you mean it?" I say quietly worried of his answer.

He looks up at me, his eyes still wide, searching for something, I don't know what but his eyes are so bright and green, and I feel mine water with emotions I never thought could be so strong, waiting for something, anything. He seems to find what he was looking for and exhales loudly, shaking his head a little. He grabs my hands and looks me in the eye, sea meeting storm into one of the greatest moments in our lives.

"I'm in love with you, Annabeth. I was in love with you since the first day I met you, I just didn't know it." He confesses shakily. I gasp again. I'm shocked by not only his words, but how deep and true they seem. How profoundly they affect me, expanding my heart and making my emotions burst into the light.

I feel a tear roll down my cheek, and wipe it away. I thought I would never feel this way, but I was wrong. "I'm in love with you too, Percy," I whisper earnestly. "I fell in love with you without even knowing it," I admit. Percy strokes my cheek, brushing away my tears, I lean my face in his palm meeting his gaze.

"You don't know how happy I am to hear you say that," he says.

"Just as happy as it makes me." beyond words.

"Immensely," he concludes with a smile and brings his face to mine, giving me the purest most passionate kiss that make my eyes roll over my head and my toes curl. Ever.

It was that good.

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