Chapter Three: Annabeth
October 14th
We buy so much stuff. As well as make up, we order a cake for the day before my wedding. We write down a very specific description and I also draw a picture. It is supposed to have three tiers. The icing is white, but I made sure the inside vanilla cake has blue food coloring in it for Percy. The bottom white tier is to have green dots in a circle, and along the side, there is a swag-like design the same color as the dots, the same as the second one, only it has gray dots and swag-like design. The top tier is to have a small figure of a tall black haired, green eyed boy holding hands with a blond haired, gray eyed girl. I don't think I have to specify that any further.
I also find the most perfect bridesmaid dresses. They are full length and three fourths sleeved. Susan's is dark maroon; Annamarie's is bright red; Reyna's is sunset orange; Katie's is a light orangey-yellowy-tangerine color; Hazel's is a pale yellow; Rachel's is a light green; Lucy's is deep green; Thalia's is electric blue, Bianca's is navy blue; Piper's is pale lavender; and Calypso's is light pink. We had to take the measurement of every girl (except me) to have the people fit it properly. We all promised that whatever we spoke about in Cabin Two stay in Cabin Two. And we all walked to the pavilion for dinner.
After the campfire sing-along, Percy and I took a walk on the beach as the sun set. I can't help noticing how my ring catches the light, shimmering like the sea.
"Can you believe we taught at a magical school for five years?" Percy says.
"Can you believe it's been a year since we came back?" I ask, sitting on the beach.
"No. I can't." Percy replies smiling, as he puts his arm around me.
I lean on his shoulder. "I can't believe it took you so long to pop the question, Seaweed Brain!" I laugh.
"Hey! I was nervous, even though I knew you would say yes."
"So you were scared I would refuse, yet you knew I would accept?" I ask, rolling my eyes.
"Well, when you put it that way, you make me sound stupid!"
"You are stupid."
"Shut up, Wise Girl." he says jokingly.
"Why don't you make me?"
"You always have to have the last word, don't you?" he asks warily.
"Yes. Yes I do."
We watch the sun set over Long Island Sound, right up until the last rays of sunlight filter through.
"Did you know it takes eight minutes for sunlight to reach the earth?" I ask suddenly.
"No. Wait… So the sun is eight light years away?"
"Yup. If the sun died, we'd have eight minutes of sunlight left. Of course, Apollo won't let that happen, but theoretically."
"Huh." He seems surprised.
"Yeah. Wanna go back?"
"Well, no, but we don't have a choice."
I kiss him on the cheek and he goes to Cabin Three, while I go to Cabin Six.