A Different Reality (Percy Jackson Fanfiction)

Chp 141 - Percy's POV

TUESDAY, 10th January

He was getting his chemistry notebook out of his locker when he felt the lightest touch on the back of his neck. Thinking it was a hair that fell, he just scratched his nape with his hand. When it happened the second time, he closed his locker in a flash, reached behind him, grabbing someone's wrist, twisting it to force the person to move in front of him as to not have their wrist broken, and pressed a smirking Annabeth against his locker.

"Your instincts are dulled; you didn't feel me come up behind you."

"This body doesn't have demigod's instincts."

She sighed, shaking her head in feigned disappointment.

"Excuses, excuses, so many excuses..."

He dove down, nipping her earlobe. Her eyebrows furrowed just a tiny bit for a second, but he knew it wasn't she who was bothered.

You really want Annie to hate me even more, don't you?

"Was there something you wanted? I mean, apart from tickling me."

She snapped out of her conversation with Annie, smiling at him.

"Actually, there was. As you know, I went to New York and... hold on a sec."

She got closer to his neck and sniffed a couple of times, looking at him puzzled.

"Why do you smell like the sea?"

"... Because of my father?"

"Yes, Percy does smell like the sea, but Peter doesn't, he never did."

"I don't know, maybe because while I was in Greece, I took a couple of strolls at the beach."

"But you showered... didn't you? Wait..."

She sniffed again, this time his sweatshirt.

"It's your sweatshirt. But could it...You didn't wash it? Airplane, Greece, airplane, a week and you still haven't washed it?"

She narrowed her eyes.

"You haven't unpacked, have you?"

Percy took a step back, taking the direction to his class.

"Fine, I'll wash it as soon as I get home."

She followed him, hugging his arm and rubbing her cheek against the cloth like a cat.

"Nonsense. You waited all this time, let me enjoy it."

"Is it that enjoyable?"

"I refuse to answer."

"You missed me."

"I MISS you. Peter is not you."

"Just a cheap knock-off."

HEY!

Annabeth reached inside her coat's pocket, grinning when she handed him the half-pound bag of blue M&M's.

"I have another bag at home, and you'll get it when I feel that you deserve it."

He gladly accepted the gift, opening it and offering it to her before taking a handful himself.

"And what do I have to do to deserve it?"

"That is for me to know and for you to find out."

He couldn't help but grin.

"You have no idea."

"Of course, I do, Athena always has a plan."

"Oh, I know. The thing is, that usually consists of faking it until you actually have a plan."