The Events of Olympus Resort | A Percy Jackson Fanfiction

Chapter 22

Percy POV

The past two weeks have been some of the best of my life. I've spent every day with Annabeth, whether it's with a big group of friends or just the two of us, I feel like I get to know her a hundred times better every hour we spend together.

When Annabeth laughs, I genuinely feel like my heart stops. I could live off of her laughter, the way a plant lives off of sunlight.

Because Annabeth is sunlight. She is the sun and the moon and the stars, and every brilliant effulgence this universe has to offer.

And now she's my girlfriend. And I couldn't be happier.

It's about four o'clock when Annabeth knocks on the door to my room.

She's been with her mom for most of the day, working on boring internship stuff, and I've missed her like crazy. I hate to be the kind of guy who totally needs to be with his girlfriend every second of the day, but I can't help it. When I'm with her, I feel a sense of completeness I've never felt around anyone else before.

When I open the door, Annabeth stands there, grinning like crazy. She wears casual jeans and a loose, dark tank top, her hair pulled back in a high ponytail.

She looks gorgeous.

"What are you so happy about?" I tease as she steps through the doorway into my room. I suddenly feel self conscious about the messiness around me, but hey, it comes with the package. Annabeth doesn't seem to mind, though.

"I've got news," she says, plopping down on my couch and crossing her legs.

I sit down next to her. "Good news or bad news?"

Annabeth's face scrunches up. "Definitely a mixture of both, though I'm choosing to look at it through an optimistic lens."

"That's my girl."

"Oh shut up," she says swatting my arm playfully. "Anyway, today while I was working, I overheard that the resort board is going to be having a development meeting today."

"So?" I ask, even though I totally know where this is going.

"So..." Annabeth draws out the word, "It's going to be exclusive. Just the top dogs, which means--"

"That they're bound to discuss the stuff you uncovered in the confidential files," I finish.

Annabeth nods her head.

"And let me guess," I say. "You want to listen in on it somehow and see if we can find out anything."

Annabeth nods again. "You know me so well," she teases. I smile at that, but I'm definitely skeptical of the situation.

"I don't know Annabeth," I say. "There's some really serious stuff at play here. Are you sure it's a good idea to be getting ourselves involved with this?"

She grabs my hand and looks into my eyes. "I have to. If something's going on that involves my mom, I have to know." Her tone is serious, and suddenly, I realize just how much investigating this whole scandal means to her. Not only does she have a personal connection, but it's one that could be potentially damning to a family member of hers. And not just any family member. Her mother.

I squeeze her hand. "If this is something you need to do, I'm with you all the way."

Annabeth's face is overcome with an expression of gratefulness I've never seen directed towards me before, and I've got to say, while it feels good to know that there is someone out there who relies so heavily on me, it's also incredibly scary. I have to do right by her.