Author's Note: Hey people! This is my first fanfiction! I hope you like it. I want to be an author/illustrator when I grow up, or a singer…..whatever. Just for all of you AWESOME FREAKS like me, this is PERCABETH. (Hence my netname…..duh.)Percy and Annabeth are 18 in this. Please review…..and if you don't like it, tell me what I should do, but don't be a jerk. There will be made-up characters later on. ENJOY:)
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN PJO! I WOULD BET 50 DRACHMAS THAT NO ONE HERE OWNS THE BOOKS THAT THEY ARE WRITING ABOUT! -_- BECAUSE WHY WOULD YOU WRITE FANFICTION ABOUT YOUR OWN BOOK? JUST PUBLISH A NEW BOOK. Lol. I wish I owned PJO!
Percy's POV
I nervously paced around my cabin. I shivered, but I didn't really feel cold. I knew it was just the nerves. Cold, Hot, Cold, Hot. That was how nervous I was. Nevertheless, I dug around my trunk for a baggy t-shirt to sleep in. While I looked, my eyes (though I tried not to) drifted towards the small pocket compartment on the inside of the trunk. It wasn't a see-through pocket, but I knew what was in it. It was a small black box. And inside the little black box was a silver ring, with a heart-shaped diamond on it. And on the inside of the ring was one word. Annabeth. It was an engagement ring.
Annabeth's POV
I was on Olympus with Percy. All the gods were looking at us. There was not a sound. Aphrodite was beaming. Literally. She could explode into her true form at any time. She was also beaming the usual way. Poseidon was smiling proudly at Percy. My mother looked, well, how she always looked when Percy was with me. But she also had that undeniable look she was trying not to smile. She then gave up (which is saying something for her) smiled at me. She said "I admit it." (This is also hard for her.) "You and Percy are meant to be together."
I woke up in a good mood. What a great dream! My mom finally accepting Percy? I don't know how she did it, but she did. And if some mind reader were here right now, he'd say "It was just a dream, Annabeth!" But it wasn't. Dreams are never "just dreams" for demigods. I knew that in some way, past, present or future, this universe or that universe, this was somewhat real. I opened my eyes. And there was someone's face right in front of mine. I hit my head on the top of my bunk. "Ouch! Dammit! Oh my gods! THALIA!"