I sat in neutral lost in a sea of cars, red tail lights glowing back at me and turning all the snow on the side of the road a neon red color. I turned my seat warmer up one more notch to three and gave up on my horn. It was a normal Saturday night, well I guess not normal for me. I normally would be out for a drink with my friends, studying, or having dinner with Annabeth if she was in town. But sadly she was at Berkeley probably studying for an exam that was a month away. My mind raced with the project I had due on monday and I doubt my professor would give me another extension. Sports wouldn't get me out of this one I thought. You see I was a D1 athlete at NYU for swimming, football, and baseball, and I was pretty good at all three not trying to brag or anything. But the athletics excuse could only work for so long and it proved that this year, my junior year, my teachers were done with that excuse.

Now don't get me wrong I had every intention of doing that project tonight and tomorrow but when I got a phone call from Chiron on Friday morning saying that they were short staffed Friday and Saturday wondering if I could manage coming out to help out. Of course I accepted I loved camp and was looking for any excuse to go back and help but in the midsts of it forgetting my project due Monday.

So yea I'm screwed.

I was placing all of the text boxes onto my poster board in my head along with picking out the color scheme to catch my professors eye while steering through New York winter traffic and cussing out everyone. On a normal day it would tae me an hour and a half max to get back to Manhattan but since "one of the worst snow storms Manhattans ever seen," as the news people like to put it, decided to happen today my hour and a half ride was at three and the clock was still running being no where near Manhattan.

I hit the breaks hard as a large SUV cut in front of me. Lets just say I am very familiar with my horn and am not shy to use it.

My Maserati I was in was maybe not the best snow car but I still loved it my dad had gotten it for me as a late sixteenth birthday present and I loved it to pieces.

Annoyed with every soul that inhibited the cars around me but sick with blaming them for the snow I decided to turn on the radio to see if maybe something could get my mind occupied.

I turned on the radio and hit the seek button.

Static, static, and more static.

I mumbled Greek, Latin, and English curses under my breath. Blaming anyone who was in a five mile radius of me, I knew it wasn't any of their faults I just needed someone to blame.

I kept hitting seek with no luck when I came across a station I had never listened to before or had ever heard of. The announcers voice was dim and almost inaudible I leaned in keeping and eye on the road but turning up the volume to see if I could better enhance the sound. That's when I heard it.

"Hey there Delilah what's it like in New York City I'm a thousand miles away but girl tonight you look so pretty yes you do..."

My mind automatically released any earlier thought and a smile graced my lips. Blonde hair and gray eyes flashed in front of me blinding me for a moment in pure bliss. At some point in high school this had become Annabeth's and mine's song. It actually fit us right now, except she was in California not New York but minor difference. We had danced to this after we won the titan war and the giant so that was also a meaning to it. We had danced to it at prom and senior year Valentines Day. Any time I missed her I would play this song and her the same. The lyrics were written on the inside of both of our Mac Pros hers in blue sharpie mine in gray.

It was engraved in my heart in permanent ink right next to her name and I'm sure she'd say the same.

I thought about the last time I had seen, damn it had been 3 months. Of course we had Skyped like multiple times a week but I hadn't seen her in person in 3 months.

"A thousand miles seems pretty far but they've got planes, trains, and cars."

We would find any way to get to each other no matter what it took.

"Our friends will all make fun of us and we'll just laugh along cause we know that none of them have felt this way."

I know all of our friends were madly in love and I hope that Spencer and Conner feel the same way I do about Annabeth with my sisters but I feel like that no one else in the world could feel the way Annabeth and I feel about each other. I mean there's no way we were way to crazy about each other.

"That by the time we get through the world will never ever be the same and your to blame."

No one's love could amount up to ours. We were a match literally made by Aphrodite.

The song came to an end and the traffic and the project weren't even on my mind anymore. I clicked the radio off on the touch screen monitor in the car and went to contacts. One part I loved about my car the touch screen that has a phone.

I scrolled through my contacts and landed on Wise Girl3

I clicked on it and hit call.

"Hey hun." I heard threw the phone on the 2nd ring.

"Hey babe how are you?" I asked her.

"Good just studying for my exam next month what about you?."

"Called it." I thought.

"I went to camp to help out Chiron but now I'm stuck in traffic heading back to the city." I told her weaving in traffic.

"Aww I'm sorry babe but how was camp?" She asked I could hear her pencil moving on the other end writing down more of her home work.

I smiled

"Percy?" I heard her concerned voice on the other side, "You there?"

"Yea sorry but I think I need to talk to you later." I said pulling off the interstate I was somewhere near Brooklyn.

"Umm okay night?" She said confusion present in her voice.

I pulled up to LaGaurdia and hour later and walked into the terminal.

I walked up to the counter where a lady in a blue uniform was standing.

"Hi one ticket on the next flight to San Francisco." I told her.

"Well your in luck," She said typing on her computer. "The storms going to pass in an hour and the next plane to Frisco leaves in 2." She told me handing me a ticket.

About 6 am New York time but 3 am California time I pulled up to University of California Berkeley or Cal as the students call it. Annabeth lived in the Sorority house her sophomore and freshman year but now she was living in a dorm on campus.

I walked through campus looking for Washington dorm passing a few students on my way. I approached the building and walked inside and started looking for her room.

"26B, 26B." I mumbled looking at door numbers finally coming across 26B and knocked on the door.

I could hear mumbled cussing on the other side. I could see the lights int he room turn on through the cracks in the doors.

The door flew open to reveal Annabeth. Her hair was up in a bun and she had on Cal sweat pants with a goode swimming shirt.

A confused look crossed her face then turned to shock and then pure happiness.

"SEAWEED BRAIN!" She yelled jumping up and throwing her arms around my neck and legs on m hips.

"What are you doing here?" She asked.

"I missed you to much." I told her giving her a peck on the lips.

I set her down and we went into her room. Her room mate had gone home to her parents for the weekend so we had some alone time.

We laid down in her queen bed together it was a little snug but fine. We tangled together and I fell asleep to the sound of her heart beat.

This is so worth failing this project, who needs history anyway, it already happened.