People Meet Percabeth

Nathan Johnson: Part Two

I looked in the full-length mirror and straightened my tie. I smoothed back my hair and fixed my shirt. I was headed off to my 10-year high school reunion in the city. I lived about an hour away from the city, in the suburbs.

My house was big, I wouldn't deny that I was pretty wealthy. I had grown to be quite a well-known scientist. But, I lived here all alone. No wife, no family. I was only 28, I had time. And I was waiting for one person. I had waited 10 years for this one person. Annabeth Chase. She had probably broken up with that Percy guy just days after I last saw her, on the last day of high school. And I was going to see her for the first time in 10 years today.

I stepped out the door and hopped in my car. I specialized in energy saving, so my car was a pretty expensive one, the most energy-conserving car out there. I followed my GPS' instructions and made my way to my high school. I hadn't been here in 10 years. I had forgotten a lot. I walked in, they checked my name. While they were looking for me, I managed to sneak a glance at the list of attendees. The last name was covered, but I saw Annabeth on the list. I silently cheered. She was coming! She would walk in, all alone, and see me. She would run to me and kiss me. I would spin her around and it would be perfect. I would heal her heart, broken by her ex-boyfriend from high school.

"Mr. Johnson?" the lady at the table asked. I snapped my head up. "The reunion's in the gymnasium." I nodded and headed to the gym, following the signs. I got there and discovered that I was one of the first ones there. I mingled with some old friends, always keeping one eye on the door. I was talking to Kate Yolin, a girl who had always hated me in high school when she came in. At first, I thought she was alone. Annabeth walked in. She looked as beautiful as ever. Her blonde hair was still curly, and just as long as I remembered. Her gray eyes were the exact same. She wore a simple purple blouse and black jeans that were tight all the way down to her brown boots. Her eyes examined the room. Then she reached her hand back. A girl stepped forward.

She had wavy black hair and the same gray eyes as Annabeth. No. This couldn't be her child. She looked about 5 years old. Annabeth couldn't have had a kid. I ignored the sparkling ring on her left hand. Then a man stepped in. He had messy black hair and sea green eyes. Percy. She had married him. And he was holding hands with a boy who looked 3. His blonde curls were messy on top of his head and his blue-green eyes shone with wonder. The man, Percy, I assumed, was also holding a little girl who couldn't be older than 1. The little girl in his arms had blonde hair and gray-green eyes. Her hair was just like Annabeth's.

I made my way over to Annabeth. She saw me and smiled.

"Nathan?" she asked. I nodded. "Hello Annabeth. Percy." I told her.

"How are you? How has your life been?" she said.

"I'm a scientist now. Life is great." I told her. She nodded, the girl hid behind her legs.

"Wait. You own the company Electrovision, don't you?" (A/N: Random name. I don't even know.....)

"Yeah, you've heard of me? How did you know?" I replied.

"My company was going to do a project with yours. We're going to build you a new facility. Olympus Architecture? I'm the CEO and head architect." I WAS doing a project with Olympus Architecture. But the head was Annabeth Jackson.... Oh. She had married him, right.

"Yes, I didn't know that was your company. Who are these?" She pointed to the older girl. "That's Leah. She's five. Then there's Luke, he's two and a half. And Silena, she's one." I nodded. Percy hadn't said a word.

"Hi Leah, Luke, Silena!" I said. It came out enthusiastically, but inside, I was bitter. I had turned down many offers, waiting for Annabeth, and now I found out that she was happily married and had three kids! And she was only 28. Wait... Her name was Annabeth Jackson now. That means that her husband was Percy Jackson. He was extremely famous for three things. One was swimming, he had beaten Olympic records. Another one was sword-fighting. He was supposedly the best of the century. And the last reason was for finding, not one, but twelve new species of marine life. He was married to Annabeth Jackson, the most famous architect out there. She had designed for lots of important people.

How could I have been so oblivious? Percy and Annabeth. It was obvious now. Two celebrities were standing in front of me, and I was in love with one of them. The awkward silence was broken by a cell phone ringing. Percy reached in his pocket and answered it. He had a silver iPhone with a weird chip on the back of it and a blue case with little green waves.

"Hello?" he said. Then, he listened for a little while before putting his hand over the microphone and murmuring to Annabeth, "It's Piper. She said that she has work and needs someone to watch the kids." Annabeth nodded.

"I'll call her back," she told him. She then pulled out the same type of phone with the weird chip on the back, but hers had a silver case with a gold owl holding a trident. She pressed a couple buttons and went out through the door to talk. Leah grabbed onto Percy's leg and he now had three children hanging on him. He whispered something to them and they laughed. Annabeth came back in and all three of them then hung on her. Percy muttered something and kissed her cheek.

Annabeth would never be mine.