νεκρός || Annabeth Chase x Fem!OC

Vol. 3.5-5: Tempest gets snatched

PERCY

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"It's nice to see you again, Annabeth," Mom said as we sat down at the seafood restaurant. "How's school been?"

"Fine." Annabeth grabbed a menu. I had to sit between her and Tempest, which is about the same position as Poland during World War II. I was just setting myself up to be shredded. "I started taking driver's ed."

"That's nice," Mom said. "Percy's learning how to drive, too. Tempest is teaching him."

Annabeth raised her eyebrows. "Is she?"

I nodded. "Y-yup." I pursed my lips and busied myself with trying to read the damn menu. "It's going uh, going pretty good."

Our waiter- Kevin- came by and quickly took our order of drinks. Mom and Paul got water, I got a sweet tea, Annabeth got an unsweet tea, and Tempest ordered a Dr. Pepper. As soon as Kevin left, the tension thickened.

"So, Tempest," Annabeth said, sucking her teeth with an irritated expression, "what have you been studying in school?"

"Nothing much," Tempest said. Her voice was horribly forced. "Been playing hockey, mostly."

Mom tried to change the subject. "Percy's really glad you made it to the championship game. It's too bad we lost, though."

"Maybe because Tempest let her rage get control again," Annabeth said spitefully.

"Well, my rage took care of Ethan and it would have taken care of Luke, if someone hadn't stopped me." Tempest stirred her soda and chugged half of it down in one go. I watched Annabeth look down at her menu.

I glanced at my mom, and we both realized that we made a very, very, very big mistake. It was either let Annabeth walk off on her own- maybe to Camp, or something- or take her out to dinner. Either way, bad things would probably happen.

Paul noticed the tension, and he knew very vaguely what had happened. He just didn't know this was a very big deal with Annabeth and Tempest because he didn't know that they were in love. We never really told him about that. Not my place to say, and Tempest never felt like telling him she was a lesbian because "Why does a forty-year-old English teacher need to know that I like poon?"

Her words, not mine.

Paul awkwardly stirred his water. "What are you guys gonna order?"

"They have a shrimp linguini," I mumbled.

"I'll get that," Tempest decided. Usually, she gets the cheapest thing on the money and pays for it with her endless supply of money, since she doesn't need food and doesn't want to waste my mom's money. Usually though, if she chooses something randomly, it means she's really mad. I glanced at Annabeth and saw her struggling to read the menu, since half of it is French and cursive. Not good for dyslexic demigods. Sometimes though, I forget Annabeth is dyslexic, since she's so smart and reads so much.

I wondered if Tempest ever had dyslexia. Does that go away when you're dead? She mentioned that she displays issues differently, because she doesn't have a real brain so she can't really suffer from a chemical imbalance, which is why it's hard for her to get diagnosed. The only thing people can really go off is the way she acts. That's weird, though. She's so damn moody without the chemical imbalance. I couldn't imagine how awful she'd be if she really did have that.