Percy Jackson and the Olympians: the Rosetta Stone
Chapter 3
Percy's POV
I sat down at my table in the dining pavilion. I started to eat, wondering about the day's happenings. It was kind of lonely sometimes, being the only son of the mighty Sea God. Oh well. I saved only a small amount of food today to honour my father, after the 'incident' today. I didn't feel he deserved more, to be honest. I felt some heavy drops of rain on my head. Dad wasn't happy. I scraped my leftovers into the campfire and sat down again, watching the people filter out of the room, until it was empty. Or so I thought.
Annabeth's POV
Percy was the only one left in the pavilion. He was staring out at the canoe lake as if he expected it to tell him something, like "Hey Percy, tomorrow you'll thrash Malcolm in sword training", or "Seaweed Brain, your moms in the shower." Just the thought made me crack up. Not his mom showering. The lake talking. He turned around and I realised I must have been giggling.
Percy's POV
I heard some giggling behind me, and turned around to see Annabeth looking at me, hardly containing herself, she was shaking with laughter so much. She wiped tears from her eyes. "Am I allowed to share the joke, or..." I trailed off. "Maybe another day, Seaweed Brain." She got up and walked over to me, then slid on the bench next to me. "What are you doing for Christmas?" Ammabeth asked me, and I shrugged. "Same old. Mom. Paul. Blue dinner. The usual," I said. "Cool," she answered. I could tell she wanted to say something to me, but wasn't ready yet. I let it slip. She would come round. I heard steps. It was Mr. D. Just my luck.
"Peter Johnson, what are you doing with Annie Bethan in the dining pavilion? You must vacate it immediately," he said. The old slime ball. I slipped my hand round Annabeth's waist. "Peter Johnson! Get your hands off the poor girl," he insisted. "Yeah, Percy," Annabeth mocked, and grinned like a Cheshire cat. "What are you laughing at Miss Chang?" he asked Annabeth. "Nothing, Sir." "I should hope not," he replied. Annabeth mouthed 'Later' to me, and walked to the Athena Cabin to join her siblings. "That was so close, Johnson," he said, and reinforced it with a gesture that said: that-was-so-close-and-if-you-ever-do-it-again-I-will-mush-you-to-pulp.
I walked back to my Cabin, inhaling the fresh, cool night air. I was hardly ever alone like this. It was nice. A good change. "Psst! Psst!" I heard from the bushes forming the boundary between my Cabin and the one next door. I walked toward the noise until I could vaguely make out Thalia's face in the shadows. "Hey!" I said. "Be quiet! Do you want to wake up the whole gods damned Camp?" she hissed. I shook my head. "Now listen up. Have you ever heard of the Rossetti Stone?"She asked me. "I've heard of it. Isn't it like some old rock, with an inscription on it?" She rolled her eyes. "You have noooo idea. Anyway, Artemis has sensed the Titans presence near the stone. Just tell Chiron that the Rossetti Stone is under possible attack. He'll know what to do," she finished. "But-"I stammered. "Just go! No one must know I am here!" The shadows swallowed her up.
I lay in bed, wondering. Why mustn't anyone know she is here? And what in the name of the gods is the Rossetti Stone? I made a note to myself, reminding me to ask Annabeth about it in the morning.
Chapter 4
Annabeth's POV
I had been tossing and turning all night, not being able to get to sleep. It was stifling in the Cabin, even though it was Winter. I walked quietly to the door and opened it, feeling the cool night air soothe my sweating face. I stood there for a minute, watching the moon in the clear sky. I was about to turn back when I saw a light on in Percy's Cabin. I quickly surveyed the area around me, making doubly sure no one was around, and tip-toed down the path towards Poseidon's Cabin.
Percy's POV
I heard a knock on my door, and quickly snapped shut my laptop, shoving it under my bed before getting up and walking towards the door. I checked the time. It was 1am! What could anyone want at 1am?
I opened the door, and there stood Annabeth in her PJ's, jumping from one foot to another and rubbing her arms all the while. "What are you doing here?" I whispered. "It's freezing cold and you know exactly this is against the rules!" Her teeth chattered, and I noticed her lips had a slightly blue tinge. "Are you going to let me in or not, Seaweed Brain? My feet are freezing off here." I opened the door wider and gestured for her to come in. She walked over to my bed and sat down. I covered her with my blankets, while her lips returned to thier normal colour. Once she was warm again she explained, "I saw a light on and thought you might need company. I couldn't sleep." "Same here," I replied. I took off my dirty t-shirt, and flung it on the dirty washing pile. I sighed. I was going to be at the mercy of Dionysus in the morning. "You're not mad at me are you?" she asked, looking worried. I saw my chance. "Well, that depends entierly on how you pay me back," I replied playfully. "Oh really?" she said, her eyes dancing. "How about this?" She kissed me on the lips, then pulled away. "Definatley," I replied, and pulled her close to me, so she was leaning against me. For those of you not aquainted with kissing girls/guys, this is called making out. Forget I just said that.
Annabeth's POV
We must've fallen asleep, because just as dawn was breaking Percy woke me up. "What is it?" I asked him groggily. "TIme to get back to your Cabin before the others wake up," he said. I groaned, and let my head drop back on the pillow. To my surprise he picked me up like a baby in his arms. He carried me to my Cabin, then stopped outside and leant down to kiss me. After a minute or two he sighed, and quietly opened the door of the Athena Cabin. Inside, it was silent, apart from the occasional snore. He put me down, kissed me again, shorter this time, and left. Why couldn;t we be like a normal couple?But I knew, in my heart that he was right. I turned over, thinking about the night, and fell asleep again. In the short hour before the wake-up horn sounded, Percy dominated my dreams.
He threw the bags on the bed, and chased me through the room, until I jumped on the bed. He tickeled me through, until we were both laughing. "What was that for?" I asked, still gigging. "Nothing," he said. "Just for being young, and being alive. Someone knocked on the door of what must be, I now realised, a Hotel room. We sat up. Percy attempted to smooth his unruly hair.
"Hey Love Birds," Gover called. "When you're done in there, how about some food? Since it's free, I can't bear to waste it." Percy grinned. "Well be right through, G-Man," Percy called back to him. "You go order," he continued. I heard Grovers footsteps fade away.