Yay! Fifteen chapters!
The wind whistles by our ears and whips through our hair, and we keep falling, falling towards the sea.
FLOOM! When we hit, everything is a mass of blue and bubbles, and Percy. I can feel Percy but I can't see him.
We surface and gasp for breath, and I'm gasping with laughter. He glares at me.
"What was that for?"
"I felt like it."
"It's cold!"
"You're a baby."
He glares again and splashes me. I take a breath, go under, and grab his legs to pull him underwater. We wrestle for a bit, then go back up for air. I playfully flick water at him, and he growls, "Get over here," and reaches out and pulls me toward him. I brace myself for a dunking, but instead he presses his lips to mine and pulls away, leaving his lingering taste on my lips.
Then he dunks me.
I'm not ready and inhale a mouthful of water, and he's still holding me under, so I thrash around and pummel him. He lets me up, I spit water in his face, take deep breaths, and glare at him. His expression is soft.
"I'm sorry, Annabeth."
"Whatever." A rope is let down for us, and I climb it.
For the rest of the day, I try to avoid Percy's baby seal looks in my direction, or the sad, longing ones. I spend the day with Piper and Hazel, giving them swordfighting tips and chatting about the Argo II. We eat dinner together, and Percy continues to shoot longingful glances in my direction. I try, hard, to ignore him, and it becomes a battle with myself to not succumb to my feelings for him. I mean, I already have, but the ones that tell me to slide over the table, into his lap, hold his face, and kiss him, kiss him until I'm numb and he's numb, and still kiss—
"Annabeth? You're kissing your spoon."
I jerk my spoon away from my mouth and glare at Leo. He shrugs, innocently. I risk a glance at Percy, and notice he's laughing.
Well. No kisses for him.
I go to bed soon after that, and lay in bed, thinking of his green eyes, which are only two cabins over, and his nice, reassuring smile, and-
Fine. I throw the covers off my legs and sneak out of the cabin, down to his, and poke my head in his cabin. He's sound asleep on the bunk. I creep up to him and climb in, making sure not to wake him. I decide to get out before he wakes, and he'll never know.
"Annabeth?"
I open my eyes to the sound of his voice, and see him looking at me with an amused grin on his lips.
"Hmm?" I'm not awake yet, and it doesn't help that he's shirtless.
"You're in my bed."
"Yeah."
"Why…?"
"Because I wanted to."
"Ah."
We lay in silence, and I remember not to long ago, when his shirtless presence made my almost loose my cool. I am congratulating myself when he squirms closer, and his chest presses against my arm. I freeze, and he wiggles away, drawing breath to apologize. I almost panic at the thought of that, so I turn to him and stop his lips with the most obvious thing.
My lips.
He starts kissing me back pretty fast, and soon I'm living the daydream I had at dinner—my lips are numb from happiness.
I finally have to breath, and I break away, gasping. He grins at me, and I shoot him a teasing glare. He slides closer, and braces himself above me. I reach up, wrap my hands around the back of his neck, and kiss him some more. He goes limp, falling on me but still somehow managing to kiss me. I wrap my arms and legs around him and prepare to roll without breaking our connection, when the door opens.
"Percy, Annabeth's—oh." Piper stops in the doorway, observing us with slight satisfaction. "Sorry. Didn't mean to interrupt." She smirks and turns on her heel, slamming the door shut behind her. Percy looks at me.
"Darn. The mood is ruined."
"Oh. I'm sorry you feel that way."
"Don't you?"
"Never."
A bit short, I know, but I got tired of just dragging it out. Hope this was satisfying! Review, please. I appreciate it!
Here's my line:
Romantic
Cheesey