A Percabeth Short Story

Chapter Three: A Cabin Stop

Percy's Pov

     After finishing my breakfast, I stood up and ran back up to the hill towards the odd U shaped arrangement of shimmering Greek Cabins. I jogged over to mine, low to the ground and made out of grey stone with shells and other sea-like engravings on the walls. I walked in, opening the window by my bunk to let in the sea breeze. Then I went into my bathroom, brushing my teeth and pulling some grass out of my hair.

I didn't really know why I'd asked Annabeth to meet me at the stables, but now I had to go. I took off my hoodie and Camp Half-Blood T-shirt, replacing it with a plain black oversized T shirt. I looked in the mirror, scrunching up my nose in distaste. I didn't look awful, but not as grown up as Annabeth. I was tall, sure, but I looked silly in my baggy worn out jeans and oversized Tshirts. I sighed, and took off the shirt again. I rummaged through my dresser once more, finding a navy blue Turtle neck type of sweater. I pulled it on, and then put a matching(ish) blue flannel over it. I looked a bit nicer, and I fluffed my hair out a bit.

I paused, my hand lingering mid-sweep in my hair. Why was I trying so hard to look nice for Annabeth? She's seen me on quests, battered and bruised, grimy face and torn up clothes.

But this wasn't a quest, I had the option to look decent.

     I left the bathroom and went to the full length mirror. I stared at myself, the outfit made me look a bit less sloppy, and it showed off...okay I'll say it, during the school years I'd work out to get stronger, for fighting monsters, and the sweater and flannel totally showed off the little muscle I'd gained. It made me a little bit self conscious, to be honest.

     I shrugged it off, and put on my Ocean Breeze deodorant (child of Poseidon, what can I say?) and sprayed some sea salt hairspray in my hair, then feeling pretty good about myself, I retied my shoes that had undone during my encounter with Clarisse. Then I left, ready to wait for Annabeth.

A/N: this was super short, but I have this idea that for Percy povs it's super short and to the point. He doesn't have a lot of thought going on, and doesn't really linger on things for too long. Whereas when I get to Annabeth's pov it'll be a bit more in depth and detail, seeing as she picks up on things a lot more and thinks about it more deeply. Hope that clears up why the writing style might switch back and forth!!:)