AN: I had to add some Hunger Games. I couldn't help myself! :)
Annabeth
Two Weeks Later
"Are you sure you're up for this?" my dad asks for the hundredth time as I zip my large grey backpack up.
"Dad, I'm fine. I feel fine. You know that I'll come home if I don't feel well," I lie. Like I am really going to miss out on crossing one and maybe even two things off my list.
The gang and I have arranged to camp at Montauk this weekend. It took me three days to convince my dad to let me go but he finally gave in after lecturing my friends that if I don't feel well to send me home and not to buy any alcoholic drinks.
My dad sighs. "I don't mean to hold you back I just…" he trails off before continuing. "I just don't want you to get hurt, mentally and physically."
"Dad, you know Thalia will look after me and you've met Percy and gave him your number and I know he'll drive me home if I'm sick," I reply.
"I like that kid. He seems nice and he has his head on his shoulders," my dad says. I nod in agreement.
I hear the doorbell ringing from downstairs and quickly fling my bag over my shoulder. "I'll see you soon. Please, don't worry about me. I'll be fine, I promise."
"Okay. You better go. I love you," he says and kisses my forehead.
"I love you, too," I reply and give him a quick hug before running down the stairs.
"Bye everyone!" I call out to the twins and Sue. I don't even wait for their reply. I open the door, step out and close it quickly. I turn to Percy.
"Hi," I greet, grinning.
"Hey, Wise Girl," he smiles back. "You ready?"
"Of course," I reply and walk towards the large blue van that Percy's step-dad let us borrow under the condition that no one wrecks it. "Where is everyone?" I ask, realising that I'm the only one Percy has picked up.
"None of them were ready so I decided to come get you first. Besides, first person gets the best seat- next to me," he teases, cockily.
"Oh, joy!" I say sarcastically even though I like the idea of me riding next to Percy. I get in beside him and slam the door shut.
"So, who's coming all together?" I ask once he drives off.
"Me, you, Thalia, Nico, Grover, Juniper, Silena, Beckendorf and the Stolls," Percy replies. I groan.
"No one mentioned that the Stolls were coming," I moan.
"You don't like them?"
"They're okay sometimes but it means I'll have to watch my stuff closely," I explain.
Percy chuckles. "I remember the first time I met them. They stole my wallet. Thals knew straight away that they took it and as soon as she confronted them they gave it back. Everyone seems to be scared of her."
"Tell me about it," I laugh.
A few minutes later we arrive at Thalia's house. Percy beeps the horn and Thalia runs out a few seconds later with a large backpack. She frowns when she sees me in the front.
"Why do you get the best seat?" she moans.
"Because I was ready first," I reply and poke my tongue out at her. She rolls her eyes before getting into the back.
It's half an hour later when we are driving to Montauk, the van loud and fill. The radio is blasting, the windows down to let some air into the stuffy blue van.
My feet are on the dashboard, my sandals abandoned on the floor, my favourite book resting on my knees.
"How can you concentrate on reading when everyone's singing and yelling?" Percy whispers, leaning over so he's close enough that his breath is tickling my ear.
"Because I'm used to the noise since I have very noisy twin brothers," I reply without taking my eyes off the page.
"What are you reading anyway?" Percy asks, sitting back up and focusing on the road.
"The Hunger Games," I reply. "You should read it."
"Who said I've never read it before?" he says. I look up in shock and stare at him.
"Have you?" I ask.
"Maybe."
"You have, haven't you?" I press, completely shocked. He doesn't come across as the reading type. Besides, like me, he has ADHD and dyslexia.
"Yep," he smiles. "Why do you sound so surprised?"
"Because you don't seem the type. I don't believe you," I reply.
"I've read all three books and watched the movie, I promise," he says.
"What happens then?" I ask. He sighs before starting…
"The first book: Prim is reaped, Katniss volunteers, Peeta reveals that he's in love with her, blah, blah, blah. Book two: Quarter Quell, Katniss and Peeta go back inside the arena, Katniss is rescued but Peeta is left in the Capitol. And book three: Peeta is hijacked, strangles Katniss when they rescue him from the Capitol, they all go after Snow and Prim dies," Percy explains.
"Okay, maybe I do believe you. But…" I trail off and laugh. "You read!"
"It's not that big of a deal. I read a lot more than you probably thin- we're here!" he explains.
All of us cheer and pile out of the car. I open the trunk and get my backpack before heading over to a clear spot. The group and I team up to set up the large tent that will fit all of us in.
Once it's up, I lie down on the sand and smile. I think this is going to be the best weekend of my life…
AN: I know it's short but the next chapter is going to be way longer, I think. I have a lot of ideas and I think it would be better to put it all in the next chapter. Review?