...kisses your forehead.

Christopher Dalton stood in front of his English teacher's door, running a hand through his brown hair and shifting nervously as his dad rang the bell. Mr. Blofis had requested a conference with the Daltons to discuss Chris's failing grade. Hid parents, to say the least, had not been happy.

Now, a middle-aged woman answered the door. She had long brown hair and sparkling blue eyes.

"Hello! You must be the Daltons! Come in, Paul is waiting for you!" She said.

"Thank you. And you are?" Mrs. Dalton asked.

"Oh! Excuse me! I'm Sally Jackson-Blofis," she introduced herself.

Chris and his parents walked into the spacious house, where Mrs. Blofis led them to the kitchen. Mr. Blofis was waiting at the table. He stood to shake Chris's parents' hands.

"Hello, Mr. and Mrs. Dalton! Nice to see you!"

"Paul, I'll be in the den," Sally told him. He nodded in response.

After their meeting was over, Paul was suggesting that Chris have a tutor when they heard a small "Aww!" Come from what seemed to be the living room.

"Paul! Come here!" Sally whispered, poking her head through the doorway.

Seconds after following his wife, he was back.

"Sorry about that, my stepson is here with his girlfriend. Actually, she is the one who I wanted to tutor you, Chris." He said. "Come here and you can meet her." He put a finger to his lips as he led them towards the living room.

In the room, a boy and a girl lay on the couch. The boy was tall, athletic, muscular, but not overly buff. He had black hair and sea green eyes. Laying on top of him was a typical "California girl." She had tanned skin and long legs, and her hair was blonde and curly. Her eyes were closed. She was, to put it simply, hot. The boy was absentmindedly playing with the girl's hair.

"Percy, Annabeth!" Paul said.

Wait, Percy? As in, Percy Jackson?! Chris thought. He started putting the pieces together. Sally Jackson-Blofis. Black hair. Green eyes. Percy. Blonde girlfriend. It must be Percy Jackson, captain of Goode's swim team. Everyone had thought his girlfriend was imaginary. Chris was jolted out of his thoughts when a voice screeched,

"English! You never said it was English!"

He looked up to see the blonde throwing her hands up in exasperation.

"Problem with English?" His mom asked.

"Well, I'm dyslexic, if that can be counted as a problem," she seethed. Chris noticed now that her eyes took away from the dumb blonde appearance. They were a startling gray, and when she looked at him, it was like she was calculating his next move.

"Annabeth, shh," Percy soothed, muttering words in a foreign language. "Relax! You keep a B average in all your classes, including English!"

Mrs. Dalton looked impressed.

Mr. Dalton cleared his throat nervously. "Well, that's great, but it's time for us to be going. We'll email you, Mr. Blofis."

As they were leaving, Chris glanced back to see Percy planting a sweet kiss on Annabeth's forehead.

Well, I think that went pretty well, seeing as how I wrote in someone's pov that wasn't Annabeth or Percy! Sorry I didn't update yesterday, I got braces and was in a lot of pain. :( I will hopefully update tomorrow, and Thursday, as I still have exams and therefore half days. €: ( it's a braces smiley face! )

R&R,

~Wren