Hi! I'm Lacy Gracie! Hope you like it! BTW it takes place between TBOTL and TLO. =D!
Disclaimer: I don't own PJO. Surprising right?
Shut up
(Grover's pov)
Oh come on! It's the fifth night in a row where Percy had a dream about Annabeth. Frankly, it's getting annoying. It's obvious they like each other. Monday, the dream was they were having a cute picnic, watching the sunset. Tuesday, the dream made my ears bleed as Percy sang Annabeth a song. (Note to self: Remind me to tell Percy to never sing again.) Wednesday, I finally thought the dreams were done, since we were in Olympus. Poseidon said, "Percy I need you to-" "Nope! I'm going back to Annabeth." Percy says. Dagnabbit! Not this again. But no. The dream had to go back to Annabeth. I'm not trying to be mean, but I'm tired of this. Like, why are you inviting ME into this? I'd much rather dream about soda cans, apples, & that cute tree nymph, Juniper. Thursday, the dream was a blank white void with nothing in it. Except for the word "Annebath." Millions and MILLIONS of times. Oh, and also Percy with a sharpie in his mouth looking proud of himself. The last dream (today) was Percy and Annabeth in Tartarus holding each other tight. But that would never happen. (A.N nyeheheheheheheh) So yeah. It's annoying.
I burst into the Poseidon cabin. "Come on dude just ask her out already." I say. "Huh what? Ah! There's someone in my room!" Percy yells. Percy rolls off his bed and compacts his body into a tight ball with his hands over his neck."It's just me." I say walking over to the side of his bed. "Oh," he says, "what's up?" "Just ask her out already." I say. "Huh?" he says. "Annabeth!" I say, "the dreams are getting old, Percy."