a/n: Hey lookie here! I'm back! Sort of…Pretty much I've fallen in love with Percy Jackson and company, and I've been reading the books again. When it hit Annabeth and Percy's first kiss, I knew I had to do something from Annabeth's point of view.
It's incredibly short, but I hope it's worthy of publishing for the first time in like a year Let me know if you like it – if I get enough people interested in this, I might continue doing little one-shots of Annabeth's point of view in certain Percabeth-ish sort of scenes.
"Put your cap back on!" shouted Percy with a panicked look on his face, "Get out!"
The idea of leaving Percy – nothing could have felt more wrong. I'm embarrassed to say that I sounded like a mouse when I squeaked out, "What?" and tried to modulate my voice more and sound almost sophisticated when I said, "No! I'm not leaving you!"
When I said that, I felt something well up in my chest. Expecting it to be fear, I was shocked when it was something else – but that was illogical. It was absurd. It couldn't happen. Nope. I wouldn't let it.
Percy's eyes bored into mine, and I tried not to let him see how afraid I was for him.
"I've got a plan," said Percy, confident as always, "I'll distract them. You can use the metal spider," I shuddered at the mere mention of that awful creature, "Maybe it'll lead you back to Hephaestus. You have to tell him what's going on."
"But you'll be killed!" I shouted, wanting to do nothing more than wrap my arms around him, to get the two of us somewhere where I could – where I could tell him what this feeling meant. What am I talking about? There is no feeling. Shut up, feelings, daughters of Athena think with their heads.
"I'll be fine," said Percy, his eyes pleading with me to listen, "Besides, we've got no choice."
I wanted to kill him. I wanted to absolutely kill him. That was the feeling that was welling up in my chest. That's all it was.
It was unfathomable that what it actually might be is…No. This is illogical and stupid. I'm a daughter of Athena, for heaven's sake. I wouldn't do something as ridiculous as…As…
I couldn't help it. I took a step towards him – I didn't mean to, I didn't know what I was doing, it's like my body was moving out of control of what I was telling my brain to do – and I leaned in and kissed him. As much as my head was telling me this was a mistake, that feeling in my stomach told it to shut up. For once in my life, I was going with my emotions. It was wrong, it was stupid, it was…It was right.
This was so not like me. I'm not the girl who falls for the wrong guy.
But really…Was Percy the wrong guy?
And this might be the last time I see him – I wouldn't let that happen without, I don't know. Some mention of letting him know how I felt. That thought jolted me out of the kiss that I would have been content with continuing forever. We could be killed.
Trying to not think of what I needed to do next, I said, "Be careful, Seaweed Brain," put on my invisibility cap, and stood there for a few seconds, enjoying the dazed look on Percy's face.
I did that. Cool.
But, as soon as the feeling of my heart overtaking my head came, it left. I couldn't stay here. I was going to be killed.
And I had to leave Seaweed Brain behind.
a/n2: Thanks for reading!