Authors note: Hi I'm trying to update a little sooner this time because I left you hanging for a while the last time. I felt bad about it but I'm making it up to you right now. I think I forgot my disclaimer last chapter so I'll just do it twice this time. LONG LIVE PERCABETH!
Disclaimer: I don't own Percy Jackson, but Annabeth does! That's why I want to be her.
Disclaimer: I don't own Percy Jackson, but Annabeth does! That's why I want to be her.
(I told you I would.)
Enchanted
Annabeth's P.O.V
Ch.4 Green Eyes part two
Immediately all my walls of insincerity, shifting eyes and vacancy vanish, because I no longer care who is watching me when I see his face. I finally realize that nothing could have stopped us from meeting, not my friends, not his friends, not even the gods. It was pre-destined, probably even before I knew he existed. We were bound to meet even if it wasn't tonight. But I'm glad it was because I don't think I could have waited any longer. We decide to find a place to sit and that couldn't have been timed more perfectly because as we make our way towards a table Chiron stomps his hove on the floor and tells us to be seated at a table so the harpies can serve dinner.
We take a seat at a nearby table along with six other students (none of them including Percy's or my friends, which is good so they don't listen in on our conversation.) As other students pass by looking for seats I notice a particular daughter of Ares and her gang approaches us. "Hello Clarisse." I say politely even though I know this isn't going to be good.
"Hey Blondie, didn't you get the memo? Girls wear black!" She and her group start laughing and I try to keep cool.
"Oh I heard about it, but I guess no one told you that we are also supposed to wear dresses." I respond. She is dressed in black cargo pants, a black baggy shirt, her signature muddy combat boots, and her hair is up in a loose pony tail.
"Ha! You want a piece of this? You wanna go?" She starts to walk forward getting in my face and, I really want to take her down right here but I know that wouldn't be appropriate so instead I say,
"No, actually I don't. But thank you for offering." I smile until she tromps away followed by her friends. They all give me dirty looks and I think I hear Clarisse murmur something like, "Next time Chase."
Once they are out of ear shot Percy says, "I think you look nice in white." He smiles at me and it makes me blush.
"Thanks, you look nice in black, it matches you hair." I say resisting the urge to run my finger through it. It looks so soft, but it would be awkward if I did that so I don't. He isn't wearing a full tux like some of the guys here. Instead he wears an un-buttoned black suit jacket with a black T-shirt underneath, his sea green tie fits loosely around his neck along with a dark pair of jeans. In a way both of our outfits are a little casual because my dress isn't very fancy. "I guess were the odd ones out." I say after a short moment of silence.
"That's not necessarily a bad thing." He tells me. I smile, Percy is so sweet and I don't even know him that well, I can already feel our relationship growing.
Once every one is seated the harpies start flooding out of the kitchen with trays of food in their hands/claws. All the tables are arranged so they surround the dance floor and Chiron is standing in the middle watching and waiting until everyone has been served. Once a harpy reaches our table she sets a platter of food next to the small hearth in the center of the table. On the plate is a wide variety of chicken dishes, steak dishes and pasta. Next the harpy set silver goblets in front of each of us, after that she flies away to serve the next table.
I reach for a small dish of Chicken Alfredo and Percy grabs a plate with a piece of juicy looking steak on it. He cuts off about a third of it then tosses it in the fire; I start to scoop some pasta and chicken out of my bowl when someone bumps my chair. I accidentally drop my bowl losing my meal in the fire. I stare at my now empty hands were my food was just a second ago, I glance at the serving platter hoping there might be a meal still left but there wasn't. I laugh lightly as if it were no big deal as I sit back in my chair. I talk quietly to my goblet, "Strawberry lemonade." And my cup fills instantly with a pink liquid.
Percy looks at me before cutting up his stake, I sit there quietly sipping my drink and he notices I don't have any food in front of me. He directs his gaze towards the hearth where you can still see my food burning, along with the bowl it was in. I can feel my face turn red, embarrassment burning in my cheeks. A look of understanding crosses his face as he turns back to his steak cutting what remains in half leaving one on his plate and putting the other on mine.
"You didn't have to do that." I tell him blushing even harder.
"But I wasn't about to let you go hungry." He says, a small smile creeping onto his face.
"Thank you," I say returning the smile. We eat in silence until our plates our empty then we turn to each other to talk.
"So do you have any hobbies?" I ask him. And that's where our playful conversation starts as I counter all his quick remarks and I begin to think of it as passing notes in secrecy.
"Well I do pretty much all of the things everyone else does, except I suck at archery. But I'm pretty good at sword fighting." He tells me then asks, "How about you?"
"I try to do everything," I tell him. "But I stink to Hades at canoeing, and I read more than the average demigod."
"Do you fight?" he asks.
"Well ya, what daughter of Athena doesn't?" I say.
"Athena, oh. Uh, I'm Poseidon." He says.
"That's nice." I say. That could form a problem later on but I don't say that, and I don't care.
"That's not a problem?" He asks sounding a little confused.
"Of course not, our parents may despise each other but that doesn't mean we can't get along." I say sounding confident so he doesn't worry.
"Good, so what do you use? To fight I mean." He says returning to our original topic. I lift up the skirt of my dress to shop him my dagger strapped to my right ankle, while also exposing my black converse. Percy smiles.
"I've never known a girl who brings a weapon to a ball." He says looking very impressed.
"I have this to." I say pulling my baseball cap out if my left shoe.
"Why do you have a baseball cap?" He asks not quite getting it, but I didn't expect him to I am about to show him what my hat can do. "Watch me." I say, and he doesn't look away from my face while I put my baseball cap on.
"Whoa," he marvels. "Your hat can turn you invisible? That's awesome."
I laugh as I take my hat off. "Ya it's pretty cool my mother gave it to me on my twelfth birthday." I say as I shove my hat back in my shoe and pull my skirt back down. Percy looks at me then pulls something out of his jacket pocket… a pen. He lowers it so it's under the table then motions for me to lean down to see. Once its hidden underneath the white table cloth he uncaps it and it springs out into a sword.
"Wow, that's amazing." I say looking at him and he smiles at while he touches the cap to the sword and it shrinks back down into a pen.
"It also returns to my pocket if I lose it. This comes in handy because I am the maser at loosing pens." He smiles at me and I laugh. When we sit back up we find that our plates have been cleared and Chiron makes an announcement.
He stomps his hove on the ground before speaking, "For the next few hours the floor will be open for dancing and mingling, our D.J will be open for song requests and the dessert table will open shortly. That is all." Most of the people move to the floor to dance or talk, but Percy and I stay in our seats and continue our conversation. A few songs play then a slow song starts.
Percy stands and holds out a hand to me,
"Do you want to dance?"