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CHAPTER V: STALKER ALERT!

4:47 p.m., Aphrodite cabin

I was sitting there, waiting for Rosie to come with my food, when I heard movement nearby. "Who's there?" I yelled, my half-blood instincts overriding me.

"It's just me," a voice whispered, and suddenly the man I was trying to surprise himself appeared right in front of me, holding my New York Yankees cap in his hand. He stared at me as fury and anger built up inside of me. "Whoa, you look great! And your hair…it's like perfect!"

He didn't seem to notice my frustration as he strode across the room, a gust of wind following him. The window was open. Why hadn't I noticed?!

Percy sat down next to me, gaping in admiration. "You look…great!"

A tiny bit of my pride returned to me. "You've said that already. And you said that like I've never looked great before."

"No, no," he quickly corrected. "I mean, you always look great, but this time you look…like…really great!"

I couldn't help myself. I smiled and blushed.

But then the next thing he said made me all pissed again. "Why are you so dressed up, though?"

"PERSEUS JACKSON!" I yelled.

He looked at me with a mixture of confusion and fear in his gaze. "W-what…?"

"WHAT EVENT DO YOU THINK I'D DRESS UP FOR?!" I shouted. "HMM, WHAT'S GOING ON TODAY? ONLY THE BIGGEST DATING EVENT OF THE SUMMER! AND I WAS DRESSING UP TO SURPRISE YOU AND IT WOULD'VE WORKED IF YOU HADN'T BURST IN ON ME!"

"Oh," he said.

"THAT'S ALL YOU CAN SAY? OH?! I WAS WAITING FOR YOU TO ASK ME ALL SUMMER, BUT YOU DIDN'T, AND I DECIDED I'D BE THE MAN IN THIS SITUATION AND ASK YOU MYSELF!" I finished, breathing heavily.

"So that's what it's all about? Asking you to the fireworks?" Seaweed Brain asked when I'd calmed down a little bit. "You could've told me."

This got me all started over again. "TOLD YOU?! TOLD YOU?! I'VE BEEN MENTIONING IT ALL SUMMER, HOPING YOU'D CATCH MY DRIFT OR AT LEAST TAKE THE HINT. BUT NOOO, YOU'RE SO OBTUSE YOU CAN ONLY UNDERSTAND THINGS THAT ARE TOLD TO YOU EXACTLY HOW THEY ARE!"

"In that case," he said, oblivious to my seething anger, Percy got down on one knee and took my manicured hand. "Would you go to the fireworks with me?"

All my anger evaporated. His green eyes sparkled up to me innocently, his black hair messy as always, his hand warm, soft, and smooth. And I realized he was sorry. And I was, too, because after all—he is a Seaweed Brain.

"Okay," I smiled, and he got up and sat beside me again, stroking my powdered cheek.

"You look beautiful," he breathed into my ear.

"Thanks," I replied, resisting the urge to roll my eyes.

"I'm sorry," Percy told me. "I am an idiot."

"No, you're not," I countered. "You're just not perfect. And that's why I love you."

"That's why I love you too," he said, smiling, and kissed me. There went my lipgloss.

It would've been a romantic moment if Rosie hadn't burst in, carrying a tray full of dinner. "Oh. Oops, sorry!" she giggled, and then realized who was kissing who.

"PERCEUS JACKSON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Another short, short chapter. I decided to just make this one kinda like a Percabeth one-shot, you know, full of yelling (on Annabeth's part), sweetness (on Percy's part), and an overall feeling of fluffiness. =D R&R!