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Chapter 6
Honestly, she hadn't known what she had been thinking when she'd thought of joining the swimming lessons. It was seven thirty and she still hadn't found her swimming suit. Maybe she hadn't brought it? Pff. Of course she hadn't brought it; water wasn't her...terrain. She'd rather step away from it, the chances of her drowning in it was all the way up in the clouds.
What made her make such a rash decision?
"What'cha lookin' for?" Piper asked, as she swung around the door frame, piles of-was that donuts?-boxes in her arms.
"A swimming suit."
Piper's eyebrows raised. "Why would you want a swimming suit? I thought that Athena and Poseidon have this huge rivalry over that snakey-person-thingy-whatever?"
"Yeah, but I didn't pack a swimming suit. I think I've never even owned one in my life," Annabeth sighed and sat down on her bed.
"I'll let you borrow one of mine."
"One-piece please," Annabeth called after Piper, who was prancing out the door.
"Choosers can be pickers!" Piper sang.
Annabeth heard a crash. "Oh shit, my donuts!" Piper cursed.
After a while, Annabeth had gotten the last few problems of her homework done, and Piper came back in holding something behind her back.
"Ta-da!" Piper said, and thrust out a hot-pink and white polka-dotted bikini. in her face, like it was something grand.
"I thought I requested a one-piece?" I asked.
"I don't think I own one-pieces." Piper scrunched her nose. "Ask Thaila then."
"Sorry, none. Some kind of Poseidon-uncle-water-equals-no-no-zone kinda thing." Thalia poked her head through the doorframe.
"Then do you have something gray?" Annabeth asked.
"Wait one second," and Piper was back out of the door.
"Here!" Piper shoved a gray bikini with the hello kitty logo printed on the sides. This was probably the best Annabeth could get out of Piper.
"Thanks..." Annabeth changed into the bikini.
Piper was at the door, also in a swimsuit. A one-piece.
"I thought you didn't have one-pieces!" Annabeth protested.
Piper just winked, "Consider that little white-lie tour return of favor for the dinner you bought me a few days back."
"How is this a return of favor!"
Piper didn't reply, just winked, again, "Wrap yourself in this," A gray towel was tossed at Annabeth, with the same pink border. Matching towels. How cliche.
As they approached the swimming pool, Annabeth started to doubt her choice; was it really smart of her to come here? Piper started to loop away.
"Where are you going, Piper?" Annabeth asked, desperate for a friend by her side.
"I already know how to swim," she replied, and flashed a smile at her, running off before Annabeth could protest.
"Shit," she cursed under her breath and turned back to the pool reluctantly.
"Language, darling!" Piper singsonged behind her back.
Gather up your guts, Annabeth! Just walk in! Annabeth gripped the door until her fingers turned white, and in a smooth motion she walked in, and breathed.
The place smelled like Percy. Maybe I should come here more often. Annabeth took one more whiff of the scent; it was spicy, salty, and of the sea. The air felt alive and burning. Annabeth ran over to a wooden desk at the front and gave the student her form.
Name: Annabeth Chase
Year: First Year
Major: Architecture
Mother/Father: Athena
Teacher:
Signature: Annabeth Chase
Receptionist Signature:
Teacher Signature:
The receptionist looked up at Annabeth. It was Rachel. "Are you sure you're in the right place, daughter of Athena?" she asked mockingly.
Annabeth swallowed, I knew this was a bad idea. "Yeah, I think so," she slowly said being careful of what she said. She didn't want to come off as a water-lover. Her mother would kill her.
"Oh well," the receptionist shrugged. She looked at her computer screen and wrote her flourish signature and Annabeth teacher's,
A whoosh of cold air writhed around Annabeth's bare legs; the door opened.
"Oh hey, Percy!" Rachel called, waving Annabeth's form madly in the air.
"Rachel, what's up?" Percy's familiar scent mixed with the air.
"Just filling out forms for the swimming classes; you're teaching some classes right?" Rachel asked. "I might be learning, too." She gave him a sickly sweet smile that turned Annabeth's blood cold.
"That's great." Percy was now standing next to her with no t-shirt, just blue swimming trunks. Oh my Gods, what have I gotten myself into?
Annabeth tried inching away from the desk. This is so embarrassing! What was I thinking! I can't do this! I don't belong in the water and I"m wearing a bikini for Gods' sake!
After a few steps, her plan failed. Miserably.
"Annabeth?" Percy asked, as he walked towards her, and put a hand on her towel-clad shoulder, spinning her around.
Annabeth squeaked and blushed. "I-uh-hey, Percy." Her voice came out a bit too squeaky, and a bit too embarrassed.
"What're you doing here?" Percy asked, smiling. Annabeth tucked her towel around her shoulders tighter.
"Swimming lessons," Annabeth said briskly, looking down at her feet. She heard Percy chuckle.
"Did you turn in your form?"
"Yeah...but-"
"Come on, I'll teach you."
"Re-really?" Annabeth asked, her insecurities making her wrap her towel around her even more tighter.
"Wait, what?" Then, seeming to realize the disbelief in her voice, Rachel cleared her throat. "Um, Percy, you aren't the teacher that I assigned her to-"
"There's no harm in changing it to me is there?" Percy flashed another perfect grin at her.
Rachel turned her fiery eyes on Annabeth. "Fine..."
As she turned away, Annabeth couldn't help but stick her tongue out. Oh, whoops. Not supposed to like Percy, remember? I don't like him. I don't like him. I don't like-!
And Percy took her hand, leading her through automatic sliding doors to outside. Annabeth blushed and hoped he wouldn't see it. It was just like last time, when she'd walked in the lunchroom with Percy, and the bright sun wasn't exactly helping her feel better. It made Annabeth's eyes squint, and the warmth made her skin feel like it was on outdoorsy really wasn't her terrain. Her terrain was hot-chocolate, desk, pencils, paper, a chair and under a roof, thank you very much. Percy, who was still holding her hand seemed unaffected.
"Put your towel there," Percy dragged a chair over and Annabeth hesitantly put her towel down.
She felt exposed. It didn't feel right at all. Annabeth felt Percy's eyes on her face, a hot, searing gaze that she couldn't divert her attention from.
"So..." Annabeth trailed, absentmindedly covering herself with her hands. They fluttered around, hand on her hips, across her chest (which she felt more than one pair of eyes look at her chest, apparently it made her boobs look bigger. Not exactly what she was looking for), and just by her side.
"Get in the water," Was Percy's amused reply, gesturing the blinding bright water. The light bounced off the waves shining into her eyes.
"Okay," Annabeth said to herself, "You can do that,"
She dipped one foot into the water, than another, deeper, and deeper. She was getting wary, this long, and some kind of freak water wave hadn't pushed her down or try to drown her? Suspicious.
Finally, when she down, standing at the last step, she felt this surge of water whistling at her ankles, the force pushed her.
"Woah!" And Annabeth fell face flat onto the water. Water rushed up her nose and into her mouth. She couldn't breathe, and she didn't dare open her eyes. She failed, the force of the water pushing her down.
Strong arms pushed her up and into the fresh, wonderful, sweet air. Annabeth gasped, inhaling ridiculous amount of air.
"Damn Poseidon," Annabeth said, glaring at the water. The water churned madly in reply, her feet, which were still in the water were pulled down, making her slide out of Percy's arms.
"Percy!" Annabeth gasped, flopping.
Percy laughed, and scooped Annabeth up, "You deserved that one, you cursed my dad. I have half a mind to just flop you back in,"
"No, Percy. No, don't you dare," Annabeth warned, wrapping her arms around Percy's neck, "If you do I'll kill you. I'm already about 400% done with swimming or water."
"I think I'll drop you back in," Percy laughed, the water churned greedily, agreeing.
And suddenly, her feet were back in the water, the water pulling along. Her arms which were still wrapped tightly around Percy's neck latched on tighter, dragging Percy down with her. Percy laughed, his face underwater. Annabeth opened her eyes, eyes widening at how close their faces were. She clung on tighter, Poseidon's water dragging her along by the feet.
Percy laughed again and scooped her up, this time out of the water.
"Your dad's an ass, why did he have to target me? Couldn't he target some other poor Athena kid?" Annabeth asked, glaring at the water.
"Probably because you're the only one stupid enough to actually step into water,"
"If I"m stupid then tour a Seaweed Brain," Annabeth said, "Why didn't you stop you father?"
"Because I was enjoying it,"
"Ass," Annabeth muttered and slapped his arm.
"Do you want to start with the real lesson first?" Percy asked,
"Without the water trying to drown me?" Annabeth asked warily
"Maybe," And Percy tossed Annabeth back into the water.