Percabeth One Shots

Gemma

I'm so excited! Today, I get to Percy Jackson's house!

If you don't know who that is, then let me ask you this:

HAVE YOU BEEN LIVING UNDER A ROCK?! 

Percy Jackson is the youngest number one Gold medallist for Olympic of all time an I  work with him - can you believe it? 

He's twenty-four years old and famous! Me? I'm eighteen and work for someone famous. 

Tomorrow night, I am going to his house and I am going to win him over indefinitely. 

I woke up that morning, groggy and tired. I lay in bed for a while, my head processing what was going to happen that night. I was so excited. 

I leapt out from under the covers and rushed over to my dressing table. Within three hours, I had picked out my clothes, makeup and accessories - I think I broke my record time. 

By six o'clock that evening, I had pulled up outside of Percy's house. I took a deep breath in the front seat of my car. Well, it's technically not my car, but I had rented it for the night to impress Percy. 

I opened my door and took my first look at Percy Jackson's house. It was brilliant. In the centre of the house was a pair of ornate double doors. Spread infront of the house was a beautiful front garden. Large circular pebbles were dotted in, what seemed like, a scrambled zig-zag. Beautiful flowers lined the front garden - all of them blue. 

Bay windows protruded from the from of the house, lined with Doric pillars, and topped with Morish arches. 

The same pattern was repeated on the upstairs, but instead of a front door, a balcony obtruded, with curled wrought iron fence lining it.  Over the top of the second level, was a pointed roof, that seemed to be cut in half. 

The rest of the roof was lined with the same black fence as the balcony. 

I stared in awe at the house. Whoever designed it was a genius! I took another deep breath and walked up the beautiful front garden and knocked on the double doors. There was a short pause where I stood awkwardly outside the house, 

"I got it!" I heard someone call from inside. 

"Thanks Pipes!" I heard another voice call. Just then, the door swung open revealing a very pretty woman - I'm assuming 'Pipes'. She had brown hair and eyes that seemed to be changing with each passing second. 

"Hey," She said. I smiled a little awkwardly. Who was this? Was it Percy's girlfriend? No, I'd know if he had one. 

"Hi. I'm Gemma," I introduced myself. She scanned me and then smiled. 

"I'm Piper. Come on in," She told me, and opened the door to let me in. I passed her and had to refrain from dropping my jaw to the floor. The inside was beautiful. The entrance opened into a light room. There was a spiral staircase in the middle, with arches leading into three rooms - the kitchen, dining room and living room. 

"The pool is on the very top floor," Piper said from next to me. I nodded and she began up the spiral staircase. The banister, I noticed, had the same pattern as the fence on the outside of the house. 

"Uhh, Piper?" I asked. 

"Mmh?" She answered me, 

"Why are there rubber marshmallows on the end of the banister?" I implored. Piper laughed, 

"Annabeth is very protective," I frowned. Who was Annabeth, and what was she protecting? 

We continued past the second floor, and onto the third. One side of the room was slanted and the other was a flat wall with a door - this must be the roof cut in half. 

"That's a bathroom if you want to change," Piper told me. I felt a little insulted, 

"Why would I need to change?" I asked. 

"Into your bathing suit," She sighed. I nodded. 

"Okay, thanks," I replied. I don't know why, but there seemed to be a little bit of tension between us. 

"Once you're changed, just come out to the pool," She told me. I flashed her a huge smile and walked into the bathroom. Wow, was it blue in there. Not sad blue, just blue. 

As quickly as I could, I got changed. I pulled on my bikini and studied myself n the mirror. My brown hair was perfectly straight, my water-proof makeup was flawless and my bright yellow bikini, with it's pink and white blossoms was beautiful against my newly tanned skin. 

Nervously, I stepped out onto the roof. 

That's when I saw him. His raven black hair was scruffy and windswept, and his sea-green eyes glinted in the sunlight. Percy Jackson.