Author: littlebitclever PM
"Percy backed away, still watching me, and then turned to his cabin and walked away. I leaned against a pillar of my cabin and watched him gently close the cabin door behind him. Little did I know, that would be the last I would see him. For a long time." Have you ever wondered what Annabeth did when Percy disappeared? Read to find out! Review and tell me what you think!Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Adventure - Annabeth C. & Percy J. - Chapters: 30 - Words: 37,322 - Reviews: 173 - Favs: 80 - Follows: 61 - Updated: 07-09-12 - Published: 04-14-12 - Status: Complete - id: 8024209
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The flames were fifteen feet high and burning a bright purple. I always loved the sing-alongs that the Apollo cabin lead. My smile was so big I could hardly sing.
I glanced over to where Percy was sitting with Tyson in his section of the amphitheater and almost laughed out loud. Tyson was bouncing up and down on the bench and swinging his arms around and clapping while Percy was trying to dodge them.
The shadows of the huge fire flickered on his face and he was grinning. I felt my heart skip a beat when I caught his gaze and his smile turned even bigger.
"Last song, campers!" I heard Chiron call out of the darkness. Everyone groaned, but I was waiting for the singing to be over. I wanted to be by Percy again.
We all gave a huge chorus to 'A Cyclops Forged my Sword', and then Chiron waved his hand to extinguish the flames.
"Quickly to your cabins, campers! You don't want to be caught by the harpies."
I stood from my bench and walked towards Percy, telling my siblings that I would meet them at the cabin later. They all snickered and tried to hide their smiles behind their hands.
"Annabeth," Percy said, walking towards me. I saw Tyson lumber off to the Poseidon cabin by himself, looking over his shoulder at us. I allowed myself to be gathered in Percy's arms as we slowly walked toward my cabin.
I put my arm around his waist and looked up at him. His sea green eyes were shining and he was slightly blushing.
"Come on, Seaweed Brain," I said, squeezing his side. "Are you ever going to get used to touching me?"
He smiled. "So...designing any new buildings for Olympus?" he said, trying to change the subject. I punched him in the arm.
"Ow!" he said indignantly. "You know, maybe I won't get used to you touching me if you just keep punching me all the time, Wise Girl."
"Then stop saying stupid things." As punishment, I decided to bore him with the details of an Apollo statue that I would be designing, as well as the type of columns that would be surrounding a large plaza. As I rambled, he rolled his eyes.
"I'm excited to spend Winter Break with you," he interrupted.
I decided to drop Olympus. "Three weeks of just us," I sighed.
He stopped walking. We were already in front of the Athena cabin.
"Annabeth," he said again, and he let the back of his finger trace my cheek. He leaned down, his eyes slowly closing, and I put my arms on his shoulders just before he kissed me. His hands were cupping my chin and my arms slid slowly down his back. I could feel his heart beating, and it was pumping just as fast as mine was. Our lips slowly broke apart. His eyes opened and he was looking intently at me.
"I love you," he said simply. "Is that a stupid thing to say?"
"No," I said, and I leaned my head against his chest. We stood there in the silence for a few minutes. I pulled away.
"I don't want to get caught by the harpies," I said stupidly. He laughed and ran his fingers through my hair.
"I should get back to Tyson. He probably IMed my Dad, telling him about what we've been doing," he said. "I'll see you tomorrow?"
"I'll see you tomorrow," I said. He backed away, still looking at me, and then turned to his cabin and walked away. I leaned against a pillar of my cabin and watched him gently close his cabin door behind him. I turned and went inside my own.
When I entered, several kids jumped away from windows where they were spying on us and ran to their bunks, pretending they were there the whole time, but I didn't mind.
I walked slowly to my bed and sat down, my fingers touching my lips where he had kissed me goodnight.
I would never get tired of his kisses.