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Clarification: yaya-grandmother
Papou-grandfather
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Annabeth laid in bed, unable to sleep. It was already 12:30, four hours since Percy had dropped her off at the back door. She groaned as she recalled her frustrating night.
The gun shots had been a gang dispute a little ways away from where they had been standing. Percy had hulled her away, back to the car from where they rushed back to Sidari realizing it was 8:30. Annabeth had needed to be home by 9:00. Unfortunately Percy had not tried to kiss her again, but she had kissed him on the cheek as a sigh of gratitude after saying good night.
Unfortunately, they hadn't been alone. Metis just happened to be strolling down the second floor corridor when she saw the two together. Darkness fell over her eyes, darkness that could only represent hatred.
Metis had told Annabeth off the moment her leather sandals had clicked on the marble floor of the entrance.
"I thought I had made myself very clear when I said NO LOCALS!" Metis screeched as she stormed down the decedent stairwell.
"You didn't give me a valid reason!" Annabeth fought back as she swung the door shut. "Tell me why and I might just listen!"
"There are something's that you won't understand! That are too complicated!" she screamed back pacing the room. She stormed off toward the living before turning once more.
"And why Perseus Jackson of all of them, Annabeth?"
Sadness thickened her voice. Annabeth paled. There was something her grandmother obviously wasn't telling her. She stormed after her, not bothering to even drop her bag.
"What do you have against Percy?" She demanded standing in the archway that opened to main living room. Her grandmother sat at the far side in a crème coloured arm chair carved from mahogany. Her silk robes delicately draped around, but her loving face still twisted with sadness and anger.
"Annabeth. I told you no locals. You disobeyed me." She said sternly.
"You have no matter being in my love life." Annabeth started before realizing what she said. She was making it sound like they were in a relationship, ultimately making her blush.
"What,' Metis started, 'You don't think I haven't been in love before?" she asked. "I was until that retched woman came along and stole him away."
"Yaya, what does any of this have to do with Percy?"
"Does the name Rhea sound familiar to you?"
Truthfully it did. Her mother would tell her as a little girl that a certain Rhea was the reason that grandmother was unhappy. She had taken Zeus away from Metis.
But that's when it all clicked for Annabeth. Percy had mentioned his grandmother whose name was also coincidentally Rhea.
"Just because his grandmother took papou away doesn't mean anything about Percy!" Annabeth fought back.
"I don't want you implicated with the grandson of my husband's mistress!" she sternly raised her voice. "Now this has gone on long enough! Go to your room!"
And now Annabeth laid in bed, frustrated. She didn't know how to go about the whole Percy situation. Maybe this could all boil over, sort its self out. Maybe they could just be friends.
Just friends. The idea stabbed at Annabeth like a dagger. She felt something with Percy, like chemistry. She knew falling for him had been a bad idea, but she couldn't help herself. In a way she did find him irresistible, as much as I annoyed her to admit it.
She groaned as more thoughts processed through her exhausted mind.
Just friends.
If only it were that easy. Not only did I fall for a guy but he had to fall for me to!
Great, just great.
How are you gonna get yourself out of this Annabeth?
Correction, falling for him had been the WORST idea. Not only was she going to have to deal with Yaya, but also the fact that she didn't live here. What would she do when time ran out?
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Annabeth had confided to her room for the last three days. A summer rain had started and it just wouldn't seem to let up.
She scrolled through her phone, staring at old messages she and her friends had sent while they had been planning their trip. If only she had gone on that trip, she would have to deal with a stressful grandmother, pouring rain, or falling for a guy that she could ultimately never have a relationship with.
She sat up on her bed as the door flung open.
"Annabeth!" her grandmother's beaming voice echoed through the grand room.
"I'm off to see my sister in Athens. I'll be staying there until tomorrow." She said from the doorway. "And it's as if Zeus, the god, something my husband obviously isn't, heard my prayers and sent some nice rain to kept you out of trouble." She said with a devious grin, waving her finger at Annabeth.
Cough! *Percy* Cough!
Annabeth gave her a half decent "okay" as an answer before Metis disappeared back down the stairs.
Just in time, she felt her phone buzz in her pocket. She smiled as she silently read the text.
Hey Wise Girl, what to come over for a movie? It's raining.
She shook her head smiling as she texted back.
I'm well aware of the rain, but thank you for reminding me. And sure, I'll grab one of grandmother's cars and hop over. What's your address?
She headed down the stairs and into the living room, checking to see if Yaya had left.
"Ioulia," she said calling one of the maids. Ioulia was by far Annabeth's favourite worker of Yaya. She was a tall, skinny lady around the age of thirty with pin straight dirty blonde hair that she kept bundled up in a bun.
"Did Yaya leave?" she asked as the maid continued to dust the mantelpiece above the roman style wood burning fireplace.
"Yes, a few minutes ago. She had to catch a plane out to Athens. It seems as though her sister's health is declining rather rapidly." She spoke, her thick Russian ascent reminding Annabeth of her childhood nanny.
"Well can I take one of the cars? I want to go to the museum." Annabeth asked nonchalantly. Ioulia was her favourite, but that didn't mean she trusted her. She did work for her grandmother and for all Annabeth knew Yaya could have Ioulia watching Annabeth, making sure she "kept out of trouble".
Ioulia eyed her curiously before passing her a car key from the back pocket of her worn out apron.
Annabeth walked out the door as Ioulia shouted
"Kept out of trouble!"
Annabeth simply smiled to her self, tossing the keys up into the air before catching them and running off to the garage.
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Not taking any chances, Annabeth had decided to skip the Rolls Royce and Ferrari and went for the simplest, least expensive car in the massive garage.
Percy's house hadn't been that difficult to find, that was of course because Yaya's fancy BMW had a GPS built in.
As Annabeth pulled into the driveway, she admired the architecture that surrounded this place Percy called home. The archways were grand and exquisite, covered with multiple shadows of gray stone. The front door looked as though it was sculpted from the middle of a tree, the age lines still vividly clear.
Annabeth ran through the pouring rain toward the doors.
After knocking she was pulled from the cooling rain and into the Italian style villa by none other then Percy.
"You made it!" he said giving her a hug.
"Ya, with the help of the GPS of course."She replied smiling.
They had gotten settled on the couch of the living room that opened up into the kitchen.
"So I got us some Greek movies I thought you might enjoy." He said draping his arm around her shoulders. He smiled down at her, just as she started to blush.
"So," she said looking away, "What are we watching?"
Percy chuckled before answering "Tis Kakomoiras. It's the best Greek comedy out there. And it's got translations for the parts you don't understand."
Annabeth knew some Greek enough to get her to the supermarket and back. But she wasn't sure how well she'd understand Greek comedy. But she was okay with the movie, after all Percy clearly loved it.
They had watched about two thirds of the film when Percy spoke up.
"So where are your parents?"
"They're back in Sans Francisco."
They didn't come along?" he asked.
"No. My grandmother only wanted me here."
"Really. That's quite… weird."
"Ya I guess. But half the time it seems like she doesn't want me there, and she's quite determined to kept me away from you." Annabeth huffed, resting her head on his shoulder.
"I don't blame her. My grandmother kind of ruined her marriage."
Annabeth lifted her head off his shoulder, a look of surprise and confusion covering her face.
"You know about that?" she asked.
"Of course I do! I've known about our families since I was a child."
Annabeth sat up facing Percy.
"Tell me about your family." She said eagerly.
"Well, alright." He replied grabbing the remote and pausing the movie, before turning back to Annabeth. "I'm the oldest child of Poseidon and Sally Jackson. I have a brother and sister, Hellen and Cris. My dad kinda considered the fishing god here because he's responsible for a big portion of the city's seafood. My mom's a school teacher here, she teaches at a British private school so she speaks English. You know about my grandparents Rhea and Cronus. Tell me about you." He finished.
"Like what? I'm not exactly interesting." She replied causing Percy to chuckle.
"Yes you are. Tell me about your life in America"
"Well, I go to the University of Sans Francisco and study architecture. I have two brothers that are eight, Mathew and Bobby. My parents are Athena and Frederick Chase and they're both professors at universities. I LOVE architecture. And that's about it. There's not much to me."
"Sure there is. Like do you like the rain?" he asked simply.
"I guess. I mean it's nice, but not so great in the summer. Especially when I could be on the beach, reading."
"Well, since there's more to life then just reading, I'm going to take you to the beach. Right now." He announced dragging Annabeth off the couch.
"Now?! It's pouring out there!"
"You see, that's the beauty of it. You can't sit there and read." He said smirking.
Annabeth groaned.
"You know, I hardly look decent on a daily basis, let alone with rain pouring down on me."
"Well that's too bad because I think you look exquisitely "decent" today." He replied, emphasizing the "decent".
Annabeth started to blush. "Common let's go. It'll be fun, I promise."
Annabeth for once wasn't her usual stubborn she and agreed, deciding to go along. If she only had three months with him she might as well spend them wisely.
Percy was the fun-spirited, carefree one. Annabeth was the uptight, I love order kinda girl.
But Percy felt that he could change that. He thought if he could show her the free-spirited Greek ways, he might just break through her shell and find out the Annabeth deep down inside.
They ran out into the rain hand in hand. Percy led her through the never ending rain onto the deserted beach. The sun beds and umbrellas lied abandoned; some even tussled across the beach by the breeze that swept around them.
Percy had found that Annabeth seemed to loosen up more when she was enjoying herself, occupying her mind. They splashed through the water, the raining pouring down on them. Annabeth squealed as Percy hugged her from behind spinning her around.
She'd never admit it. But she loved that moment. The rain pouring, her grandmother oblivious to what was going on, Percy and her enjoying themselves together, just the two of them.
Eventually the rain started to let up, just as the two of them started walking down the cleared beach. Percy wrapped his arm around Annabeth's waist as she rested her head on his shoulder. Before she knew it, Percy spun her around so that she was face to face with him. She stared into those sea green eyes that seemed to whisper calming words to her, never showing anger, always full of life. But it was these eyes that seemed to showcase something else to her; love.
Percy slowing leaned down so that their faces were in line. Their lips had barely brushed when I ringing interrupted the quiet world they had drifted off to.
Annabeth groaned before smiling and shaking her head. Percy straightened up and hung his head down in frustration.
"I have the worst timing, don't I?" he concluded.
Annabeth chuckled and she leaned into him resting her head on his chest.
"The WORST" she agreed while still clinging to his neck.
IMPORTANT PLEASE READ
To clarify: in this story Cronus is NOT the father of Zeus because that would make Percy and Annabeth related.
Cronus and Rhea had Poseidon who married Sally. They had Percy and his siblings. They are still happily married.
Metis and Zeus had Athena who married Fredrick and had Annabeth. Still married.
Before Athena and Poseidon were born, Zeus cheated on Metis with Rhea before she was married to Cronus. Therefore Metis has a grudge against Rhea.
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