Chapter 22

Percy stalked back to his house in the Den, his sword, Riptide, being dragged behind him. It's tip scrapping againts the ground.

What had he done? Was he crazy? Yeah, you can say that. Stupid? Probably. Inlove? There's a ... slight chance of that. But jealous?

Ha.

Ha!

Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!

Okay, maybe a little.

Percy slammed open the wooden door, nearly bursting it off it's hinges. Jason and Thalia who were inside, jumped at the loud bang of wood againts wood.

Percy walked wordlessly into his room, opening the door and slamming it shut behind him.

"What's with him?" Jason wondered. Thalia shrugged. Jason sighed and got up, knocking on the bedroom door.

"Percy!" He called, leaning his head againts the wooden door. "Dude, what's the matter?"

There was no reply.

Suddenly, the front door burst open again. In the doorway stood Grover, grinning like crazy. He laughed as he walked in and plopped himself down on the chair, setting his crutches down beside him.

"Jason," Grover held out his palm at the younger boy. "I belive you owe me a bag of silver."

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Annabeth paced up and down the silver carpeting of her room. She wondered what she should do. Percy kissed her. The Perseus Jackson KISSED her. The boy she had liked since they were children.

But there was the matter of Luke...

Ugh. Annabeth shook her head. She made a decision. She can't have this day end tragically. Who cares if it's three hours to midnight? She needed to see Percy.

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Okay, so running through a plain grassy courtyard in the dark wasn't as easy as it seemed. Where were the fireflies when you needed them? It was cloudy overhead, hiding the moon and the stars from sight. Annabeth sighed, patting her waist making sure her knife was there. To be used either for defense or for attack.

Soon enough, she reached the den and was thankful for the lights from the houses, no matter how dim. She trugdged along until she found the house she was looking for. Opening the door, she peeked inside.

Jason and Grover were having an argument and Thalia was off to the side rolling her eyes.

"You need proof!" Jason was saying. "Maybe a witness to call on!"

"Ask Percy!' Grover retorted. "I'm telling the truth!"

Jason crossed his arms. "May I remind you that he is never going to let anyone stay in there for more than a millisecond? " He gestured to the first bedroom door behind him.

Grover had just then noticed Annabeth peeking through the doorway. He grinned and pointed in her direction. "See!" Jason looked. "Annabeth, did Percy kiss you or not?"

Thalia looked up, suddenly interested in the conversation.

Annabeth blushed visibly, digging her nails into the side of the door. She nodded lightly and Grover laughed.

Jason fummed and handed over a small, burlap pouch. You could hear the money shift inside as it landed in Grover's hand.

"Thank you very much!" The older boy grinned with satisfactiory.

Annabeth cleared her throat, making herself known once again. "Um, can I speak to Percy?" She asked, stepping inside the small house.

"In there." Thalia pointed towards Percy's bedroom door off to her left. "Moping. He was in a pretty bad mood."

"How?" Grover smirked. "He just kissed-"

"Shut up." Annabeth glared in his direction, making him immediately shut his mouth.

"Yeah, but good luck getting him out of there." Jason said. "He won't talk to you and will slam the door on your face after pushing you out."

Annabeth held her determined expression. "I can try." She said, marching to the said door.

She breathed in and out, her friends watching her intently. Her fist hovered over the door, unsure to knock or turn back.

Well, here goes nothing.

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Percy sat in the far corner of his bed, ignoring the sounds from outside his room. It was dark inside, he could barely even see the sword infront of him.

He kept on replaying earlier over and over in his mind. He sure as hell wasn't going to sleep anytime soon.

A sudden knock pulled him from his thoughts. He looked up slightly. How long has he been staring off at nothing? Mintues? Hours? Well, it seemed that long.

Behind the door, familiar gray eyes peeked inside, adjusting to the darkness. Annabeth slipped inside the room and closed the door behind her. She immediately found the small oil lamp to her right and turned it on, illumimating the room dimly.

Percy just had to admire how fiercely beautiful she looked in the dim light. Her gray eyes sparkled, her golden hair flowed down her shoulders. But one thing was wrong: she was frowning. He hated that. He wanted so badly to make her smile, but only if he wasn't in need of cheering up himself this moment.

"Hey." Annabeth spoke after an akward silence. Percy remained quiet, afraid of what he might say if he opened his mouth.

After about another minute, Annabeth sighed. "You could at least say something." She muttered bossily.

"You shouldn't be here." Percy said quietly, unmoving from his spot.

"And why not?" Annabeth retorted. Percy remained quiet. Annabeth sighed again deeply. She walked forward and plopped down beside Percy on his bed.

Percy shifted a bit away from her. Annabeth frowned, making Percy feel like he had a knife stuck in his chest.

"Percy, what's wrong?" She asked, more gently than he ever heard her before. "Tell me. Please."

Percy hugged his knees up to his chest, clutching his sword tightly. "Don't you get it yet?" He muttered quietly. No point from hiding form her anyway. "Look, I guess I just felt kind of uncomfortable with... um, with Luke." He continued when Annabeth didn't reply. "And... I just don't know. I guess with all this schist happening and stupid emotions... well, I was never one for emotions. Or words. Ugh."

Annabeth smiled a little, which was almost enough to make Percy's heart jump out of his chest.

"The thing is," Percy continued. "I guess I haven't figured myself out. But all I'm saying is, I don't trust this Luke character."

"So what you're saying is," Annabeth said slowly. "You're jelouse?"

Percy blushed furiously. "I never- what should... I don't... ugh. " Annabeth laughed at his frustration which made Percy smile.

"So are we good?" Annabeth asked. "And sorry for that promise-"

Percy held up his hand. "It's alright. " He said. "It's just a stupid dance."

"No. Percy, it was our pact-"

"No, really. " He smiled. "It's fine."

"Okay." Annabeth agreed reluctantly. "I'm still sorry." Annabeth paused, satisfied with the comfortable silence. "You know, you look cute when your worried."

Percy smiled. "You don't look so bad in a dress either." He said. Annabeth laughed, making Percy's heart soar. She kissed his cheek, making him blush furiously. He just hoped the dim light hid it.

"Well, good night." Annabeth flashed him a small smile as she got up.

"Night." Percy smiled back. "Wanna hang out tomorrow?"

"Sure. Before noon, okay?"

"Alright."

And with that, Annabeth left, satisfied. She looked forward to hanging out with Percy...

Oh, wait. Didn't she promise Luke...?

Hahahahahahah! Okay, sorry 'bout that guys. The ending, I mean. I'll be updating by the weekend, hopefully. School schist. I have a megaladon sized plot twist in for it next.

(If u dont know megaladon and wanna look it up, be my guest. BTW: when newly born, these animals are as big as a Great White Shark. When new born )

Also, I'm really sorry if the chapter's short. Never got much time to write. My updates will be quite postponed now, but I'll do my best to update at least once a week.

~Apollo'sDaughter XD