Percabeth One Shots💅🏻✨

37. High School Fluff 2

That Monday, Annabeth was woken up by her boyfriend kissing her cheek.
"Come on Wise Girl, Paul wont wait forever." She groaned but got up. She refused to take off his hoodie. She would have to give it back to him once it lost its ocean scent so he could re—up its scent.

Once at school, Annabeth realized how long it had been since she was at a real public school. She remembered when she and Percy were supposed to have their movie date but he blew up the school with Rachel. She remembers seething that day. Here she was coming all the way from camp just to see a movie. She had come because she wanted to see him before he was pulled into yet another quest. She had just wanted him for herself for once. She has that now of course— only took three freaking years, but she has him all to herself.

Percy held her hand as they walked to their lockers that they got next to each other. There waiting for them was a group of cake faced girls, in revealing clothing and fake nails, fake eyes leashes, fake... everything. Annabeth would have felt underdressed until Percy slung his arm around her shoulders and pulled her to his chest.

"Hey Percy." One of the girls put a hand on his chest and moved it down his arm as she spoke to just him. Percy wasnt a complete idiot, at least not when it came to Annabeth, he knew when she was angry or upset about something, so he backed up, away from the horny girls. "Percy! We're having a party and would love for you to come!"

"We'll have to check in, see if we have to babysit my sister." He looked at Annabeth who still wasn't happy with his response, having had given them another reason to find him adorable.

"Thats so cute!" See! Annabeth was right— when is she not— all it did was give them more information to squeeze her out with.

Later that day Percy went to the bathroom only to walk out and find Annabeth cornered by a group of fake cakes. (The girls from before). She had a petrified face plastered on her face.

"Annabeth!" The fake cakes turned with sickly sweet smiles.

"Hey Percy."

"You ready to go home Wise Girl?"

"See even he thinks she's a nerd."

"What did you say?" Did somebody just insult Annabeth? His girlfriend who's actually half goddess?

"Oh nothing sweetie. Don't worry your handsome head."

"Its funny to me that you think I'd leave her for someone like you."

"Why is that stud?"

"Annabeth, come on lets go home." He took her hand and led her away from the corner. She hugged him, melting into his chest. He kissed the crown of her head and she smiled.

"Thanks." He just held her tighter, and basked in her presence.
...

When they got home the apartment was empty. All but a note:

Hey P+A

Paul and I are going to a doctor's appointment out of the city. Money is on the counter for food. See you tomorrow!
No funny business!

~Sally Jackson—Blowfis

"So... What does it say?"

"Hold on I'm trying— your mom writes in script." Percy was getting antsy while he waited for Annabeth to decipher his mother's handwriting. "We have the apartment to ourselves until tomorrow."

"Really...?" She nodded and kissed him. He held her waist and pulled her close to his chest. "How lucky are we?"

"You're not getting lucky."

"Oh n-no that's—thats not what I uh meant I wouldn't uhm I uh—"

"Percy?"

"Huh?"

"I'm kidding, but hey I know where you're at now." She shrugged and plopped down on the couch, pulling out her planner. If Annabeth was being honest with herself she was kinda hurt that Percy didn't want to go further with her. Was he not attracted to her? Did he prefer those fake cakes?
Percy could tell something clicked in her head that made her upset.

"Annabeth I don't mean that I don't wa—"

"its fine Percy." She stood up and locked herself in his bedroom. She didn't know if she wanted to cry, or do something to him.

She looked at herself in the mirror. She never considered herself particularly beautiful but she never thought she was ugly. I mean, look at her, her golden blonde hair with her storm gray eyes, how could she ever find herself anything less than beautiful?

"Annabeth?" Percy knocked on the door.

"I'm fine Percy just go away."

"Its my room Wise Girl." She huffed and opened the door.

"What do you want?" He took her hands in his, and looked her in the eyes.

"Annabeth, I need you to know that I find you to be the most beautiful person in the entire galaxy. W-when I met Aphrodite, you know who she looked like?" Annabeth was waiting for him to get to his point. "She looked like you. You are my personal Aphrodite."

"But you're not attracted to me?"

"Annabeth— You have no idea how crazy you drive me. Walking around in my hoodie, and nothing else, or when you run your hands in my hair, or—" She kissed him. "I'm sorry for asking you doubt how I feel about you. I am so hopelessly in love with you and I don't know what I'd do if you left me. I might just die." She hugged him and they laid in his bed for the rest of the night.