I reread what I wrote earlier, and I couldn't help but add another chapter. Beware children of Aphrodite's wrath!

CHAPTER VI: FIREWORKS…LITERALLY

Let me spare you the details of the wrath of Rosie, but I'll just sum it up by the fact that my Seaweed Brain was first given a really long lecture, dressed in a ridiculous, eighteenth-century dress robe thing, and finally tied to one of the fireworks with a trident on it and blasted into the sky at 7:36 p.m. for the best entertainment I've ever seen in my lifetime.

He wasn't hurt because of his stupid invulnerability, but he came back down disheveled and covered with ashes. I was cracking up so hard, holding my camera with which I had taken about two hundred pictures.

"Gimme that!" he laughed playfully, and tried to yank it from me.

"Oh, no you didn't!" I retorted and pulled it away from his grasp. It resulted in a goose-chase around Camp Half-Blood with the camp cheering for me or him, egging us on.

Eventually, he leapt forward in one final desperate effort and tackled me to the ground. I shrieked in surprise as he tied my hands behind my back, but managed to tuck the camera into my pocket. I felt him panting at my neck. "Now, Annabeth Chase, be a good girl, and hand me the camera."

"Over my dead body," I said dramatically, and the camp howled with laughter.

"Nice invitation," Percy sneered, "But you're my girlfriend. So, unfortunately, I can't do that."

"That's too bad," I teased. "I was beginning to think you had guts."

The camp made sounds like, "Burnnnnn, Jackson!" or "Your girlfriend got you there, Percy!"

"Then I think I'll have to apply force," Percy calmly replied, and suddenly he twisted my arm back and I yelped in pain.

"Geez, Jackson, lighten up!"

"I thought I didn't have guts," Seaweed Brain answered, and the camp made those noises again, except directed towards me. "You just got told, Annabeth!"

"Well, it's kinda hard to hand you my camera when you've got me all tied up and everything," I retaliated.

"Oh, you're a smart one," Percy laughed lightly, and peeled me off the ground, scooping the camera up in one quick motion. Then, he untied my hands and ran off.

He had a heads start, which was totally unfair, and I saw him throwing my camera into the sea. "No!" I playfully screamed and dove after it, but Percy made the waves move it away faster and faster.

"Oh, is that the game you want to play?" I thundered dangerously. "No kissing for a week."

"Annabeth," Percy pleaded.

"Nope, not gonna happen," I folded my arms around my chest, feeling the stares of campers all around.

"Bad luck, Jackson!" someone called out.

Percy gave a tiny eye roll and then stepped forward. I smelled his ocean scent, but refused to let it entice me again.

"You know you can't resist me," he said, his eyes twinkling.

"Of course I can," I replied in a level voice. "I'm a daughter of Athena."

"Well, can daughters of Athena avoid this?" Percy asked and dipped me over by my waist and kissed me.

The crowd cheered and wolf-whistled, and then finally subsided to silence as they waited for my reaction.

"Well," I finally said, glaring at him. "I guess not."

And then I kissed him again, and the camp went wild.

* * *

Later that night, I staggered back to the Athena cabin in my once-nice turquoise dress which was now stained with mud, water, and ripped in several places. One pearl-drop earring had fallen off, my heels had been kicked off a long time ago when I had been running away from Percy, my hair had returned to its usual curliness, and the traces of makeup I had had on earlier were totally gone.

I collapsed into bed after taking a quick shower, sighing in exhaustion, when I realized there was something hard underneath the pillow.

I lifted it up to see the dried and shiny as ever Kodak camera that I had used to take the embarrassing pictures of Percy…

It had a note attached to it and a picture. The note read:

I deleted all the pictures you took of me, but I decided to show my girlfriend (and love of my life) some mercy.

--Seaweed Brain

Then I turned over the note and chucked quietly when I saw the picture of a trident and owl fireworks in the sky, a pink heart surround them, and the crowd going wild.

The biggest dating event of the summer, I thought, smiling to myself. I guess we missed the fireworks. But the real entertainment was a certain idiot and his imperfect girlfriend.

And I woke up at two a.m. to find Seaweed Brain snuggled next to me.

Awww...if I say so myself, the ending was really sweet. *sniffs* R&R!