A/N: Sooo...did you hate? Enjoy? Neither? Eh...annnyyyywwwaaaayyyy...

Me: I don't own PJO. I do own this story - and I really hope that it's starting to pick up! *smiles wide*

Di: Also, she will be putting Annabeth's dress on her profile, if you want to see!

Me: Thanks, Di.

Di: No problem, my friend.

Annabeth's POV

I stared down once again at the ring he had given me - it was glorious.

My gown was an original Vera Wang - a lace bodice, and tulle skirt. It reminded me of smoke every time I saw it, descending off the top of the dress and down to the floor. For once in my entire life I was wearing heels, and my feet were absoulutely killing me.

I wouldn't have to dance in these, would I?

Hunter, one of the very few Aphrodite daughters I trusted, messed with my tangled mass of hair a bit more. "Almost got it, Annabeth," she told me, pinning up something else. I hadn't been alowed to see what she was doing to it, as my chair was faced away from the mirror, but it must of been real exquisite, for it to take this long.

"I'm positive you'll love it," she continued, her voice obscured by the amount of bobbi pins hanging from her mouth. Her hands were skilled in pulling up hair and designing things, even though she was completely reproached by the idea of being Aphrodite's daughter.

In fact, she helped me pick out the dress, along with Thalia and Rachel.

That was quite a fun day, now that I think about it. I remember that morning, just like if it was yesterday.

Thalia came storming into my room at seven 'o clock. Wait. Seven? In the morning! What was she doing up?

More importantly, why wasn't I already?

"Yes, Miss Grace?" I asked with a yawn, sitting up and pulling my hair into a sloppy ponytail.

Thalia gaped at me. "You're not up. I'm surprised."

I stretched, popping my back. "Me, too. What are you doing here so early?" I stood and walked to my closet, picking out a fresh jean skirt and white shirt.

She seemed amazed. "You didn't forget, now, did ya Annie?" Thalia made a tsk, tsk, tsk noise in the back of her throat.

"Forget what?" I questioned, walking into the bathroom and closing the door behind me. I proceeded to change, but Thalia wasn't letting me here the end of whatever she was ranting about.

"Forget what?" She mimiked in an annoyed tone.. "Annabeth, you know me, I'm not girly at all, but I'm just doing this for you. You said, and I quote, 'Meet me here, in my apartment, and seven AM sharp. We've got to go pick out the wedding gown'."

I mentally facepalmed. "Oh," I mumbled, coming out of the bathroom, freshened up, with my hair pulled into a better ponytail. "That's today, huh?"

Thalia nodded. "Yeah, sadly. On a Saturday. At seven in the morning." She zoned off for a second, before saying, "I'm gonna go raid your kitchen."

I smiled and followed after her. I had just sat down with my morning cup of coffee when the doorbell rang, and Rachel poked her head in the room. "Hey, Annabeth." She waved.

"Hi, Rachel." I gestured in, and she slid through her little slit in the door, closing it softly.

"Ready to go?" She asked, sitting by me at the island in my kitchen. I nodded as Thalia crunched on her cereal.

After we got through all of this, with Thalia finishing her food, and me getting together all of the money I had to spend, Hunter got there, with a smile on her face. We left right after that, walking down fifth avenue to get to the nearest David's Bridal.

Now, I didn't know too much about being a bride, but I must say, picking out a dress was confusing. A bridal consultant came to us quickly, and we were taken into this little room, with a mirror inside, and a little podium to stand on.

She looked at me, and then shook my hand, "You're the bride, right?" She asked with a happy smile. I nodded slowly. "Good, good! I'm Sarah, and I'm you consultant. So, any ideas for a dress?" Sarah said, sighing happily.

"Yes," I said. "I was doing a bit of research online...And I saw this one certain Vera Wang - "

"What's you're budget, then," she cut in, interupting me.

I smiled softly. "I can go to about two thousand."

Sarah seemed extatic by that news. "Perfect!" She breathed. "Which one was it, again?"

I showed her the picture from the list of documents I brought. She grinned wider. "Ah, yes, that one. I believe we have that one in stock...Just a minute!" She walked out and returned quicker than most, holding a dress hidden by a transparent bag.

Rachel, Thalia, and Hunter all stood up, and left the room for me to change. I slipped into the dress, Sarah pinning it up in the back.

I stared at myself in the mirror once I was dressed. It was unbelieveable - this just had to be the dress.

Sarah smiled approvingly. "You look gorgeous, Annabeth."

"Thanks," I said, stepping down from the podium and walking into the large hallway, where chairs were set about and another podium stood, with a mirror in the front. Thalia nodded approvingly as I stepped unto the podium for them to get a better look.

"I like it," Hunter said, smiling.

"It is nice, Annabeth." Rachel commented. "I can just see you coming down the isle in this."

Thalia didn't say anything, her hand on her chin, studying me up and down intetnly.

"Thals...?" I asked, smiling hopefully.

She smirked. "As long as you don't make me wear a horrid-looking bridesmaid's dress," she said, "then I'm sold, Annabeth."

I sent my gaze to Sarah, who was still smiling in a creepy-overly-excited way.

"This the dress?" She asked hopefully. I could practically see her counting how much money she'd get.

I nodded. "This is the dress...Could you bring a veil, please?" I asked.

Sarah bobbed her head up and down, slipping away for a moment to go and get it. I messed with the fabric, rubbing it between my fingers.

"Do you guys really like it?" I asked, suddenly second guessing myself, realizing that this buying of the dress meant it was all really happening.

"Yes, Annabeth. You look beautiful in it, and Percy's going to love it on the wedding day," Hunter said, Thalia and Rachel nodding right along with it. I smiled. They were right.

Weren't they?

Sarah came back and placed the viel on my head, making the vision complete.

"Annabeth?" Hunter's voice pulled me out of my flashback.

"Yeah?" I asked.

Hunter smiled. "You can look now," she turned my chair around to face the mirror, and I smiled as wide as Olympus.

"Hunter, it's amazing." I said, standing up and hugging her. "I like it." My hair was half down, and half up, with the viel stuck neatly in the top.

"Glad you like it." She said, pulling on her own bridesmaid gown a little.

"You look fine," I said, just as my dad came walking in.

"Looks like my cue," Hunter said, sighing and walking away. Dad walked over to me, and took me arm-in-arm, and actually smiled.

We walked out to the little stretch of beach that the wedding was on, and watched as Thalia, the maid of honor, walked down the isle with the best man, Grover. Rachel and Nico went down together, and then Hunter and my brother, Malcolm.

The ring beaer walked down the isle, followed by the flower girls - Percy's little sister Emily and my cousin's daughter Elaine.

Then "Here Comes the Bride" began to play, and as I stared ahead, walking with my father, I wasn't paying attention to any one thing in particular.

It was like I was in a blissful dream that would never end.

Chiron, who was doing the reading of the vows, smiled as I strolled up. "Who gives this woman?" He asked, his eyes glinting with happiness.

"I do," Dad said, giving me a soft kiss on the cheek and handing me over to Percy, who's eyes were locked on me.

"Very good," Chiron said. "Percy, Annabeth, this is the first marriage in a long time to two demigods - let alone, two with such great powers. I hope Zeus blesses you and your future children both well." He stopped and smiled at me and Percy.

We nodded.

"Demigods, mortals, and friends," he started. "We are gathered here today, on this very joyous occasion, to bond these two in holy matrimony. Does anyone object to it?"

At this point, I half expected my mother to stand up and yell "I!" but she didn't. Out of the corner of my eye, I actually saw her smiling.

"Do you have the rings?" Percy nodded, and the ring bearer - I believe his name was Jeremy - walked up and gave one ring to me, and one to Percy.

"Percy, do you take Annabeth Chase, and promise to have and to hold her, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?"

"I do," Percy said.

"And do you, Annabeth, take Perseus Jackson, and promise to have and to hold him, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?"

"I do." I said firmly.

"Then by the power invested in me by the council of the gods, I now pronounce you, husband and wife. Percy, you may now kiss your beautiful bride."

Percy leaned in, and I didn't hesitate before crashing my lips against his, and throwing my arms around his neck. We broke apart soon after, and ran back down the isle, everyone throwing rice and blowing bubbles around us.

I smiled the whole way through.

A/N: So. As awful this time as before? Still a little too OOC? Or am I getting better?

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