Okay, I'm skipping my homework and writing this, I'll just do it later, I love yall too much! Thank you so much for your reviews, it's so nice to come home from school and read them. And, guess what? I got 1,000 views for this story! Yay! I know, I know, it isn't that much compared to others but hey, I'm super excited! Right now my leg is falling asleep because my dachshund is lying on my lap. She's snoring, lol. Anyways, here's the next chapter, I hope you guys like it!!!
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"I feel like such a slob!"

"Well, you were the one who spilt milk on herself."

"Ugh, everyone's staring at me!"

"It's just sweatpants, you're not gonna die!"

"You're a guy, you don't understand."

"Obviously."

"Humph,"

We were on our way to Moretti's Diner, the little family owned diner I had been going to since I was little. Annabeth was on my back complaining about her pants. Apparently sweatpants were not suitable to where even if we were going just two blocks down the street.

In a matter of minutes we got to the old brick building that had a neon sign reading Moretti's Diner in red script that had a light bulb flickering here and there. Despite its rundown appearance, this was probably the best restaurant in town. It's Italian meals were simple and common, but everything on the menu tasted great thanks to the old fashioned cooking styles the Morettifamily used, something that was hard to find in the heart of New York City.

"Percy! Welcome back, haven't seen you in a while, where you been?" Mario Moretti asked, his arms spread wide inviting me for an embrace. After setting Annabeth down I gave him a "bro" hug while Annabeth tried desperately to conceal a smile. Before I could respond to Mario's question, Antonia Moretti, Mario's mother and the lead cook, came out an enveloped me in a hug.

"Percy, where have you been? Your mother came the other day and told me you got a new job, where is it, you know, you could always work here. It would be like high school again, you and Mario, working together." Her words were almost impossible to make out through her thick Italian accent. However, I had known her so long I knew exactly what she had said.

"Antonia, it's good to see you again. Actually, I'm working at Goode now, I'm an English teacher," I pointed at Annabeth, "This is Annabeth, she works across the hall from me." Apparently Antonia hadn't noticed Annabeth before because when she saw her face lit up. Slowly a smile came on to her face and she looked back at me.

"Oh, I see, you are here with the girl, well, Mario!" She looked around for her son, walking over to where he was flirting with a costumer, she slapped him on the head and said something in Italian, Mario replied obviously embarrassed and walked over to us as Antonia headed back into the kitchen. "Come on Perce, your favorite table's empty." He lead us over to the table I always have and always will sit at, it's in the very back of the restaurant, opposite of the kitchen and right by a large window. When I was little I would love to watch the New Yorkers walking by while I ate my meal. I know, it sounds creepy but hey, I was seven.

"So, I take it you come here often?" Annabeth asked, a glint in her eye.

"Yeah, ever since I was five. Antonia has been here that long too you know. Her dad opened this diner when they moved to America, she's worked here ever since."

"And Mario is her son?"

"Yep, he's our age, 26 in a month I think."

"Huh, it's a cute place, very cozy."

"Yeah, that's what I always loved, that and the food." She laughed then looked down at her menu and flipped through it. I didn't need to; I knew the menu by heart and already knew what I was going to order.

"So, what's good?"

"Everything,"

"Okay wise guy, what are you going to order?"

"I usually get the clams and linguine; it comes with garlic bread too."

"Hmm, sounds good. I'll get it too."

"Are you ready to order?" Mario asked, suddenly appearing.

"Um yeah, two orders of-"

"Let me guess clams and linguine?"

"You know me to well." He laughed and picked up our menus then headed back to the kitchen where I could hear Antonia yelling at one of her six sons. I turned back to Annabeth and took a minute to just take in her appearance. Her braids had come undone in parts and her makeup had washed off in the water earlier, but she still looked amazing, if not more so. I was pulled out of my trance when her perfect lips curled into a smirk and she asked, "Zoning out seaweed brain?"

"Shut up." She laughed and I couldn't help but smile. She was still giggling when Mario brought our food out, as he was turning back towards the kitchen he winked at me, I rolled my eyes and looked down at my food. Mario and Antonia were right, I hadn't been here in a while, and I was really looking forward to my meal!"

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"Thanks for dinner, you were right by the way, the food was amazing!" I laughed, she had woofed down her food and ordered a second plate soon after we got our meal.

"Really? I couldn't tell you liked it. Huh, never would have guessed."

"Ha-ha, your hilarious, now go faster, I want to finish my movie."

"I thought Hercules was childish."

"I never said that!"

"Uh-huh."

"Be quiet and keep walking slave."

"Yes ma'am." She laughed again as we reached my apartment. I opened the door and helped her to the couch. "Okay, so let's continue where we stopped."

"Really? What a great idea!"

"Shut up wise girl, want a blue cookie?"

"You're never going to let me forget that, huh?"

"Nope."

"Great," And with that I pressed play and we settled on the couch. Annabeth sat next to me, closer than any friends should, but hey, once again, I have no objections! We rested our feet on the coffee table and before long I felt a pressure on me shoulder again and smiled as I looked down and saw Annabeth struggling to stay awake.

"Did you stay up late last night or something?"

"No, I'm just tired."

"No, you're just weird."

"Look who's talking,"

"Whatever." We turned back to the screen and continued to watch Herc save the world from a titan uprising, my life seemed pretty easy compared to that. I would much rather be an English teacher for a bunch of hormonal teenagers than have to save the world, a bunch of gods, and the girl I loved from a titan revolution.

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"I love that movie."

"It is pretty funny."

"Yeah," Annabeth yawned for the hundredth time that evening. We had just finished watching The Princess Bride, we had finished Hercules a while ago.

"Why don't we call that locksmith now?"

"Sure, what time is it?"

"Um, I don't know-"

"Shit!"

"Wow wise girl, my ears are burning!"

"It's 11:00! No locksmith is going to be open now! I told you we should have gone there first! "

"Um, I recall you being the one who decided to have milk and watch movies."

"This day just keeps getting better and better."

"I think it's been pretty nice."

"Humph."

"Hey, you can stay here, we'll go to the locksmith first thing tomorrow morning."

"But-"

"No buts, come on. I'll sleep on the couch and you can have my bed."

"I'm not going to take your bed, that's-"

"It's fine Annabeth."

"You sure?"

"Yep."

"Your such a Seaweed brain."

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I hope you guys liked it! I really need to get started on my homework now! Yikes! I couldn't decide if I should make Nico's family own the diner, but then I remembered that I said he and Percy met in college, so that wouldn't really work. Oh well. I loved writing about Mario and Antonia. I have always wanted a huge foreign family. Like in My Big Fat Greek Wedding, I would kill for the family Tula had!

Thanks again for the reviews guys! I love yall!

Ωphelia