I'm sorry I didn't update, but the homework load for this school year was seriously unexpected. You try writing a persuasive essay in one day. It's not fun. I also didn't really have any ideas, and I didn't want to just throw out a crappy story.
I have also been working on an idea for a new story. If anyone would like to beta, PM me or something.
Disclaimer: I do not own Percy Jackson and the Olympians…yet…
She stared intently at her sketch book. The roof of the temple refused to come out right, it either looked too curved, or not curved enough. Frustrated, she tried a different angle, it seemed like it was going to work.
"Annaaaabeeeeth!" Percy whined. They were hanging out in his apartment and she was helping him with his homework. While he was doing the problems, she would try to sketch.
"What, Percy?" She sighed.
"I'm finished with my homework!" He smiled widely and she couldn't help but smile too. Then she went back to her drawing, much to Percy's disappointment. He moved to sit next to her on the couch.
He played with her hair. The window was open, and the rays of sunlight illuminated her hair. Perfectly curled golden strands cascaded down her shoulders, and this was without any fuss. Another thing he liked, no, loved, about Annabeth. She never styled her hair or wore make-up.
While Percy was admiring his girlfriend's beauty, Annabeth had finally gotten the roof of the temple right. She held it away from her to see it from afar.
Flump! Something landed in her lap. She looked down in surprise, and then laughed. Percy had fallen asleep, and his head had fallen into her lap. She ran her fingers through his messy black hair fondly. Unfortunately, she wouldn't be able to get any work done with Percy's head in her lap, but he looked so peaceful…
She decided a break from her work wouldn't hurt. Annabeth kept running her fingers through his hair, observing his relaxed face.
A few minutes later, her ADHD kicked in. She couldn't sit still, so she picked up her sketch book and attempted to draw. Of course, it didn't work. There was only one option left… he probably wouldn't feel it. She put the sketch book on Percy's head and used it as a surface to write on.
Her next project was the war memorial. She smiled as memories flooded back; quests, capture the flag games, Percy's sarcastic comments, the first time she met Percy…
You drool in your sleep. She remembered her first words to him (while he was fully awake) in horror. Quickly, she lifted her sketch book and looked at her lap. No drool… yet. But these were new jeans…
She took a tissue, folded it up, and stuck it under Percy's mouth. Then she went back to designing.
He was confused when he woke up. Percy turned to confront Annabeth, but found her sleeping, her sketchbook was on the floor and her pencil lay in her limp hand. He sat up and put an arm around her, then drifted off.
Cute, right? It isn't very long, but I still think it's sweet. Remember; review if you have any ideas or OCs.
Keep an eye out for my new story!
PEACE!