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Percy Jackson and the Olympians: the Rosetta Stone

Chapter 7

Annabeth's POV

As we left the Big House Percy pulled me into the bushes by the side of the path. "What are you doing, Seaweed Brain?" I asked him. "FYI, Wise Girl, I am taking a short cut to the beach." I took hold of both his hands. "What?" he asked me. "Race you!" I shouted, and started running towards the beach. "What the hell?" he shouted after me then started running after me. When I arrived at the beach I could hear him panting towards me. I was laughing. He ran up to me, and lifted me up. "Percy!" I laughed. He put me down again, and kissed me quickly on the lips. Gods, he is gorgeous. "Want to start?" I slipped on a wet suit from the Water Sports Store, as did he. "So, Wise Girl," Percy said. "What do you know about surfing?"

Basically, I knew nothing about surfing. It turned out to be hilarious, we were laughing until we nearly keeled over. With Percy's demos and my attempts at the correct posture, we looked like a pantomime. I tried to go on the water, but Poseidon obviously still had it in for me and constantly made huge waves when I was trying to stand up. In the end we gave up and went swimming instead, wet suits and all.

Percy's POV

I chased Annabeth into the water, where she splashed me, and I splashed her back. It was contagious. It was like, she splashed me, then I splashed her. Only my splashes sometimes turned into whole waves, where Annabeth would get washed. The first time I screamed and dove under for her, but quickly learnt that she would dive under it and come at me with such force that she would push me down into the water, and we would wash up to the beach. There she would run back in, leaving me dazed and stunned.

10 minutes before lunch, I accidentally made another wave, she pushed me onto the beach, but we stayed there, out of breath. She was still on top of me. She leant down and my lips touched hers. I let my head fall into the sand. She followed me, and held me close. After a minute we broke apart. "What will we do in London?" she asked me. I flipped her onto her back. I moved my lips closer to hers. She closed her eyes. But I stopped a few centimetres from her face and whispered, "I don't know, but as long as I'm with you, I don't care." And with that, I leant down towards her again, and kissed her.

Annabeth's POV

When I pulled away I said, "Lunch time, Seaweed Brain." He nodded and got up. "We should go shower," he said, and pulled me onto my feet. "Yes, now come on Seaweed Brain, I'm cold." He unzipped the top of his wet suit. Oh my GODS! He was fitter than I remembered. He ran his fingers through his hair, making it stick up as usual. We walked towards his Cabin to shower in unspoken agreement, putting the boards back in the process.

Chapter 8

Percy's POV

I opened the door to my cabin. "Coming in?" I asked Annabeth. "I would be honoured," Annabeth replied, and walked in. "It never fails to amaze me," she said under her breath. "What?" I asked, standing behind her. "This," she gestured, pointing towards the pontoon moored to my cabin. They had added it on after my victory on Mount Olympus. "Yeah," I said, and shrugged. I went to strip off my wet suit. "I'll take the shower first then," Annabeth said, averting her eyes. "Sure," I agreed, and she went to shower.

A few minutes later I heard some not so pleasant language coming from the bathroom. "What is it?" I called. "****!" I heard. I opened the door. "What?" I asked again. Annabeth froze and pulled her towel closer to her body. "I-I don't," she stammered. "Annabeth, I can't do anything if you don't tell me why you are swearing while drying off after a shower." She looked at me helplessly. "Nothing to wear?" she said. Oh gods. And what did I do, I hear you ask? "Well, you could borrow some of my stuff; I guess..."I trailed off. "N-no, Percy-"she started. "No buts," I said, and got out some clothes.

During lunch Annabeth sat at her normal table, buried on her long hair, glancing through the vale every now and then to look at me. She was trying to cover up the fact that she was wearing a t-shirt two sizes too big for her and a pair of huge tracksuit bottoms. Malcolm was still smirking at Clarisse. Just as I was making these observations, Chiron tapped his goblet with his fork, and the pavilion went silent. "Tonight we will have a mixed dinner. You may sit anywhere. There is only one rule. Everyone must have a date," he announced. "It starts at six pm." And with that he sat down again, and the murmurs around me got lot louder, as people started asking others out.

"Perseus Jackson, Son of Poseidon, will you be my date?" I heard from behind me. It was Annabeth. Without turning around, I took hold of Annabeth's hands. "I accept your offer, Annabeth Chase, daughter of Athena." She swivelled me around so I faced her. "Those clothes look truly hideous on you," I commented. "The entrance at six," Annabeth laughed. "Deal, Wise Girl." She walked away quickly, trying to catch up with Silena from the Aphrodite Cabin. What did she want with her?