Hazel P.O.V

She was right there, in front of me. Drew was going to kiss me. I hadn't said yes to Frank, and I wasn't sure if I wanted to be in a relationship. Not to mention, up until now I thought I was straight.

Drew pulled away, taking my hesitation as a no. I really wanted to kiss her, I guess I didn't really realize my feelings until now. So I leaned toward Drew and pressed my lips against hers, not really sure how to kiss properly.

My stomach was a ball of nerves. This was my first ever kiss. I know how sad it is that my first kiss was in college. I guess I've just never been interested in anyone before . . .

After a few seconds I pulled away and looked at Drew, blushing fiercely. I'd kissed her, and I'd liked it. If you could even believe it, Drew was blushing more than I was.

"I'm so sorry, I don't know what even came over me. I know- I . . . I shouldn't have done that." She stared fixedly at the wall, clearly flustered.

"No . . . It's- it's okay. It was me." I smiled at her, trying to comfort her. Though I must admit she did look kinda cute flustered.

She looked at me, eyes widening. Then, she started to lean in again.

I had no idea what I was doing, did I really want to kiss her again? Were we a thing? What was supposed to happen from now on?!

Drew sensed my hesitation and pulled back. "Is everything ok?" She put her hands on mine.

Not really knowing I just blurted out the first thing that came to my mind. "What are we?"

That one seemed to stump her. She leaned back against the couch and sighed, clearly just as confused as I was.

"I don't know." Her expression was sad, a bit mopey. There was a pause.

"Do you . . . want us to be anything?" She asked, and I could tell that she did.

I thought that I turned Frank down because I didn't want to be in a relationship, but I think that the real reason was that I didn't want to be in a relationship with him. He was nice, sure- very sweet, but . . . Well, he was timid, for one thing. Relationships between two timid people usually didn't get very far. He didn't really expose himself, I knew barely nothing about him or how he reacted in situations. And also . . . Oh I don't know. He just wasn't her. He didn't have the same passion, the same determination, the same light in his eyes when he talked about what he loved . . .

If I looked deep down, I did want to date her. And that scared me . . . A lot.

I cleared my throat. "Uh I don't really know if you want to, or.. uh," I couldn't think of the right words, but I wanted to ask her out, "Uh... like um when two people. They...uh like eachother." I gulped, more nervous than I think I had ever been before. "You and...me...uh."

Drew cupped my cheek in her hand and looked into my eye and said, "Hazel, will you date me?" And you could barely noticed the squeak in her voice. I nodded.

I had a girlfriend.

Annabeth P.O.V

I woke up slowly, warm and cozy under a thick blanket. I fluttered my eyelids open and nuzzling the pillow. It smelled really nice, like cookies and sea salt.

I sat up lazily and stretched an arm over my head and a beam of sunlight hit my eyes. But . . . My room didn't have windows . . .

I felt my pulse begin to race- I wasn't at home. My eyes flitted around the room. I saw some of Percy's stuff and was in Percy's room. What was I doing here?

I look at Percy's alarm clock; 7:02. I'm pretty proud of my internal body clock. I always wake up at seven, come rain or shine or late nights when Charlie just won't sleep.

I get up, pulling my shirt down subconsciously to smooth the wrinkles, and slowly make my way toward the kitchen where Sally was making pancakes with Danny.

"Annabeth!" Danny yelled once she saw me. "Is Charlie here?" She asked hopefully, and I just couldn't pull the charade of not knowing who he was anymore.

I shook my head and leaned down so our eyes were level. "Percy can't know about Charlie ok?" I held her shoulders, so she would know that I was serious.

"Why?" She asked- not whining, just curious. I furiously thought of some way to put it in a way a child would understand.

The first thing that came to my mind, was of course, that I was secret agent. But Danny was to smart for that one, I think.

"It's uh..." I had never been at more of a loss for words. So of course I immediately blurted out: "I'm a secret agent and Charlie is a king's son that I have to protect and no one can know I have him." Holy Hades, I really just said that.

"Does that mean you're a queen?" Danny asked in amazement, she . . . Actually bought it.

I nodded, "and no one can know ok?" She nodded furiously, making her brown pigtails flop all over the place.

I picked her up and walked over to where Sally was making pancakes. I put Danny on the stool next to Sally as she started dropping chocolate chips into the batter.

"Good morning Annabeth dear." Sally greeted, still intently focused on the pancakes.

"Morning Sally. Is there anything I can do to help?" I stood back in the kitchen, awkwardly shifting from foot to foot.

"Oh no dear, I couldn't ask anything of you, just enjoy yourself." She said in a sweet voice. Then the oven started beeping. "Oh dear me," She sounded like Winnie the Pooh, in a good way, "Annabeth darling could you actually take the cinnamon buns out of the oven? I don't want them to burn."

"Of course," I grabbed the oven mitts next to the oven, happy to be useful.I pressed cancel on the over and open the door to take them out. The glorious smell of cinnamon rolls washed over me as I placed them on top of the oven.

"Do you want me to ice them?" I asked Sally, noticing the bowl of (blue?) icing next to the oven.

"Oh no, I couldn't ask you to do that."

"But you didn't ask, I'm insisting."

"If you really do insist." She sighed.

"I really do."

"Ok, I admit defeat," She laughed, still working on pancakes.

I was about four rolls in when a pair of warm arms wrapped around my waist. I shivered, especially when he leaned in and whispered in my ear. It was just a simple good morning, but it still sent shivers down my spine.

"Morning Percy." I laughed, taking a bit of icing and putting it on his nose. I turned around to see him trying his best to look annoyed, but failing miserably.

"Personally I think it's a good look." I tried to muffle my laughter, but I was about as good at that as Percy.

"Do you now?" He smirked and leaned toward me, our faces pretty close. I sucked in a breath, but then he pulled away.

I saw his finger coated with blue icing, but it was too late. He booped my nose with it.

"Hey!" I fake pouted and put my hands on my hips.

Percy looked me up and down, making me blush. Then he held his chin, "you know what?" He tried so hard to be a serious, but her couldn't keep a straight face for a second. "You're right, this is a good look. Danny come here."

Danny hopped down from her stool and rushed over to where Percy was. It was obvious that she loved her older brother very much, I could only hope that she didn't spill my secret to him.

Then just when she had gotten arms length from him, he smeared a dollop of blue icing on her nose.

"Hey!" She tried to wipe it off, but that just made it spread everywhere. "What was that for?" She crinkled up her nose and stuck her tongue out.

"Didn't you know?" Percy drew back, pretending to be shocked and insulted. "This is the latest fashion trend! Everyone is wearing it dah-ling." He switched into a French accent, a very bad one I may add.

"Hey Mommy!" Danny called, swiping a finger full of icing from the bowl. "Can I show you something?" She hid the hand that had the icing on it behind her back.

"Sure sweetheart," Sally brushed some flour on her apron. Percy leaned back against the oven next to me, and subtly wrapped his arm around my waist. My skin tingled and my knees seemed to lock up.

"What is it Danny?" Sally crouched down so she was about level to Danny, and that's when Danny struck.

"It's the fashion statement of the hour!" Danny giggled and tried to run away. Sally picked her up and twirled her around.

"Is that so little monkey?" She laughed and nuzzled her nose against Danny. I sighed, this must have been what having a mother is like. Or at least a parent who loves you.

Percy must have noticed that I was feeling a bit off because he pulled me closer. I honestly have no idea what I ever did to deserve this boy.

Leo P.O.V

(A/N: bold text is on the computer. Also it is right before February break.)

HotStuff 69: Hey u on right now?

JustANerd: ya, whats up?

HotStuff69: idk just bored really. Well that and also i'm going on February break with four other couples and Frank, well really two but Annabeth and Percy are tots a couple

JustANerd: ooh that sucks, have you talked to Beachgirll7 at all again?

HotStuff69: naw, she hasn't responded

JustANerd:well that sucks

HotStuff69:tell me about it :(

JustANerd: do you have any ladies in your life? my friend wants to know ;)

HotStuff69: Beachgirll7 is the only one for me3

JustANerd: you don't even know her!

HotStuff69: doesn't matter

JustANerd: u are going to be alone if u are like this

HotStuff69: we are soulmates! :(

JustANerd: bye.

HotStuff69: wait! please come back

JustANerd: logged out

HotStuff69: that trick isn't going to work, i taught it to you

JustANerd: she won't give you the information so give up, she probably doesn't even live by you

HotStuff69: ill never give up

JustANerd:bye for real

HotStuff69: oh come on!

JustANerd has signed out

I leaned back, distressed from what my online friend had said. We had planned on meeting. I don't think she'll even want me to come anymore.

I frown at my half-packed suitcase, dreading this boring vacation. The guys are probably going to be all lovey dovey with their girlfriends and Frank is no fun anyway.

Annabeth P.O.V

"Piper!" I called, more shocked than angry. "Why did Percy send me a text about how he was happy about going on February break with me?"

"Because you're going with us." She said from in the kitchen, as if I had just asked her what two plus two was.

"Um, I kind of have a child." I bounced Charlie up and down in my lap to keep him distracted so he wouldn't take my phone.

"We can get him a sitter." Piper waved it off. Usually she was so understanding, I don't know what got into her.

"Piper!" I spoke strictly to her, keeping my voice scarily calm. "I can't just leave my baby with someone else for a week. I know we like to pretend that I'm not a mother but I am. And I won't leave my child." With every word my voice got calmer and calmer, but the aggression layered underneath grew and grew. Piper had dubbed this particular trick of mine 'the Icicle' because, and I quote; "icicles are terrifying. They're sharp and cold as hell. Just like your dam voice when you're angry."

Apparently Charlie had learned my trick because he started crying in my arms. He clung to me and looked up at me with his darling eyes. He looked up at his mother.

"Shush baby," I cooed, rocking him and getting up from the couch, " I won't leave you.

I gave Piper a pointed glare.

"Not ever."