Okay this one is kind of stupid but you know, this whole thing is kind of stupid. Mortal AU

Percy POV,

I traced the words one my ankle over and over again.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm really sorry.

I waited for her to write back. Five years later and I was still apologizing for my ten year old selfs actions.

Sometimes Id just write to my soulmate for fun. Tell her about my day, what we learned in class, how Tyson burned my moms blue cookies, you know, the usual. To be honest, my soulmate knew more about me then anyone. Even if she didn't respond to anything I wrote.

When she stopped responding I figured that maybe she was dead. I told my mom but she said that if my soulmate had really passed, my tattoo of a heart on my left knuckle would have faded.

Look, it's been six years. Talk to me, please.

No response. I scanned my arms and legs for a returned ink scribble. I sighed. Great. You see I've haven't had an actual conversation with my soulmate since I was ten years old. I used to talk to her all the time. She would comfort me after Smelly Gabe hit me or something. She knew all my secrets and I knew hers. Well, aside from information that could help us find out who each other are. That all changed one night.

Flash back--

I slumped down on my bed. I was sick of it. Sick of Gabe, sick of the bullies, sick of feeling anything. I ignored the tears rolling down my face and looked at the writing on my arm.

Hey!

I frowned. I really didn't want to talk to anyone right now. Not even her.

Go a way.

I wrote down on my arm and pretending to ignore the sting that came with a reply.

What's wrong?

I snarled and wrote down a complaint.

Why do you care?

Because I'm your friend?

I laughed out loud at that.

You're not my friend. You're just some person who happens to be able to write to me. Being soulmates doesn't mean anything. I'll never meet you and I don't deserve to. Who ever said I wanted a soulmate! Who's to say that if I do meet you I won't want to just up and leave? You don't know me! Don't talk to me ever again!

She didn't respond to that... ever.

End of flashback--

I was so angry at the time. I took it all out on her and now I'll never get that special connection with her again. I loved our talks and writing to her. Now I'll never get to do it again.

Annabeths POV,

My brother burnt an entire tray of cookies this morning. Now I don't have any cookies for lunch. :(

I tried to contain a laugh as I read the statement on my ankle. The ink quickly faded but the memory still remained clear in my head.

You see, six years ago my soulmate got really pissed off and told me to never talk to him again. My stepmom, Helen, always told me if a boy wasn't going to treat you right he wasn't worth it, even soulmates. When Seaweed brain (the stupid nick name I made for him so I wouldn't just call him soulmate) told me to leave him alone and that I wasn't worth anything, I left him alone. I didn't care how many times he apologized and made excuses. I was t going to give in.

That didn't stop him though. Everyday for the past six years he has told me something about his day. It always brought a smile to my face. Sometimes I even almost responded. Looking at the message today, I wanted so badly to ask more.

... I wish you would talk to me.

I stared at the ink words in frustration. I wanted to tell him it was his fault but refrained.

Oh look, bully's coming over. Got to go! Don't worry, he's probably just mad about the cologne stink bomb I through in his stall when he was changing ;)

I let out a quick laugh before covering my mouth quickly realizing I was still in class. Mrs Dodds glared at me. Her cold eyes bore into my soul and I cowered in my seat.

"Mrs Chase," she demanded. "Is there something you'd like to share with the class?"

"No, Mrs. Dodds." I said, shaking me head. A few snickers from other classmates.

"Probably talking to her soulmate," Nancy Bobofit whispered.

"I heard he's a drop out, thats how he talks to her all the time," Tammy replied.

I rolled my eyes. They had no clue. I was just finishing up the final formula on my math quiz when the bell rang. I got out of my seat and rushed into the hallway. It was barely a minute later when I found myself in English class. I had sat down in my usual seat and waited for what poor soul had to sit next to me. The last person to show up always had to.

This not to say I'm a loser. No, I'm just a normal student, not popular, not an outcast just... meh. Really people just didn't like to sit next to me because I was a workaholic and rather work than talk to most people. Plus, if you get a good grade when sitting near me, most of the teachers assume you cheated (not that that I haven't helped out others before/ helped 'em cheat).

The bell rang and everyone but one student had showed up, the one student who'd have to sit next to me. I smiled when I realized who it was.

"So, todays class we-" Miss May started but was interrupted by a kid running in to the room. He seemed out of breath and his raven black hair stuck up in all directions. He gave his signature smirk and bowed to Miss May earning a few laughs from other students.

"M'lady," he started. "I am truly sorry for my tardiness. How ever can I make it up?"

Miss May chuckled and waved her hand to chair beside my seat. "Sit down, Jackson."

"Yes Ma'am!" He quickly retreated to the desk next to mine. "Hey Annie."

I snarled at the nickname. "My names not Annie."

"I know," he said and looked down sheepishly, his cheeks suddenly reddened. "I just, um, find it kindacutewhenyouremad." He mumbled the last part out so fast I barely heard him.

"Okay..." I looked up at the teacher again.

Percy Jackson, every girl had a crush on him, including me. In junior high he was a perfectly normal dork who goofed around and stuck to his small circle of friends. I had a crush on him and admired his personality. Not a lot of people really knew him but those who did adored him and his cheery attitude. Especially his sass. Then in high school he camp back from a summer camp and was suddenly this tall, extremely hot, dude. He was still the same person but the people around him where different. Girls tried hitting on him but he always turned them away and say his heart belonged only to his soulmate. Yeah, that's the only reason I haven't asked him out yet.

Percy was nearly always late and therefore had to sit with me in a few of his classes. Sometimes even when he wasn't late he'd sit next to me. We talked lots and he was one of my best friends. Of course when I was around him, I was invisible. They only saw him. That's okay I guess. I left him alone during lunch but other times we hung out lots. I saw him as Percy, not the popular hot guy, and I liked him as a goofy idiot. Heck, most people didn't even know how awkward he truly is.

"Annabeth," Percy leaned over and tapped my shoulder.

I raised my eyebrows at him. What could he want? "What?"

"Can I have a pen?" He asked and my smile fell. He did this all the time.

"Soulmate?" I asked and he smirked guiltily.

"Yeah..." he averted his eyes and I handed him a pen. He started to scribble words down on his arm and I looked back at my papers. It's not like I could see what he was writing. Only the person could see the ink on their skin. For all I knew, Percy was covered in messages. I mean, my arms were absolutely masked with daily nots from Seaweed Brain.

The bell rang and I hurried out of class. In the hallway I looked down at my arm.

I miss when we talked. The writing said and I smiled. You had the most beautiful handwriting.

My smile grew. Gods, not talking to this guy was going to be harder than I thought.

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Percy's POV,

You had the most beautiful handwriting.

As I wrote it, I knew it was true. I've only ever had a crush on two people since junior high. Wise Girl (my soulmate) and Annabeth Chase.

Annabeths Chase, the smartest girl in all of New York. Biggest, brightest smile. She's such a nerd it's adorable. When she gets mad her eyebrows scrunch up and her perfect grey eyes darken. I make an effort of calling her Annie just to see her expression. She always has a book with her and sometimes in class she zones out and her eyes seem to glaze over. How do I know this? I may or may not stare at her all of class.

I would probably ask her out but she is also the scariest girl ever. Trust me, I've angered her once or twice and it's not something I want to do again. Plus, her friendship is good enough for me.

Wise girl is my soulmate. That's what I call her since I don't know her name. As a little kid she'd always correct my spelling and grammar. She was really funny and snarky for a ten year old. I would ask her out if I knew who the Hades she was and if she talked to me.

I got up from my seat next to Annabeth and realized she'd already left and I still had her pen. I smiled and shook my head. How long have I been sitting there?

Glancing at the clock I saw it was ten minutes into lunch. I felt a tingle on my arm next to where I had wrote the message to Wise Girl. I looked down and smiled.

Yet since we were ten your writing still looks like that if a two year olds.

I smiled and headed off to lunch, head held high. She responded!

-:-

At lunch I spotted Annabeth, sitting alone under her tree as usual, a book in her hand. I stared off towards her remembering I had her pen when a head of straight black hair popped into my view.

"Hey Percy," Drew said and I look past her and semiconsciously answered with a simple "Hey."

"You and me, Friday at 8:00? Movies?" She asked. This time I did look at her. I moved a round her and started back peddling towards Annabeth.

"I said no last time and the time before that, Drew. The answer remains the same." I spun around and walked towards my crush but not before seeing Drew's hurt expression.

I sat down next to Annabeth and tried to calm my nerves. I cleared my throat to get her attention. Her head snapped up from her book. She smirked. "What's up Perce?"

"Er, I forgot to give you back your pen." I said as I pulled her black pen out of my pocket. I handed it to her and she smiled.

"Thanks." She went back to reading her book and I got up to leave when suddenly I was pulled back into my seat. I looked at Annabeth in shock. "You can stay if you want. I'm not antisocial."

I gawked at her. Did she just say I could sit with her!? I knew we were friends but Annabeth doesn't sit with anyone.

"Oh." I smiled. "I just always assumed you wouldn't want people bothering you while reading."

"I don't but you're not a bother," she replied and looked up at me, "at least not yet."

I crossed my legs on the grass and propped up my elbow so my head rested in my hand. Don't mess this up, Percy. I stared at her for nearly the entire lunch. She looked so peaceful reading. Her blonde curls fell out of their ponytail and in her face. I had to keep myself from tucking them behind her cute little ears. Gods, what was I thinking right now? I've turned into a sap!

"Percy," Annabeths voice snapped me out of my daze. Her eyes remained in her book as she spoke. "You're staring."

"Uh, I'm, sorry. You're just really beautiful." I spurted our. I quickly clamped my mouth shut when I realized what I had said. She looked up at me with her steady grey eyes.

"What?" She asked and I felt my heart puns. Crap crap crap!

"Well, Uh. Um. I was- well you see- um. Do you want to go out with me?" I mentally face palmed my self. Idiot. Great going, Perce.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean- I just um. If you don't want to-"

"Sure," she cut off my rambling and and I looked at her with absolute shock. She said sure! She said sure! I felt my cheeks warm and I smiled shyly.

"Okay great!" I exclaimed and stood up. I stumbled a little and she chuckled. "How's Friday? I can pick you up at your house at 6:00?"

She nodded and I smiled. "Don't be late," she said before collecting her books and heading off to her class. Holy crap. Did I just ask Annabeth Chase on a date! Holy crap... I asked Annabeth Chase on a date...

-:-

That night I lay awake in my bed. I couldn't sleep between all my nerves. I had three days till my date with Annabeth. Oh gods, what was I going to do.

That wasn't the only thing on my mind. For the first time in six years Wise Girl had responded to one of my messages!

I opened my desk drawer and opened it pulling out a pen. If she responded she had been reading all the other messages. In that moment I made myself a promise.

I was going to make up for what I had said to her all those years ago. I was going to get a response.

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Annabeths POV,

I felt a tingle on my arm and looked down at the messy blue writing appearing on my skin. He just didn't know when to give up did he?

(A/N: Annabeth is bold and italics, Percy is Italics)

I was scared you'd died or something for a while there.

I rolled my eyes. I really shouldn't have responded to him.

If I died your tattoo would have faded. Don't you know anything?

No. I am a complete idiot.

No doubt.

I scribbled the words on my arm. I missed when I used to talk to Seaweed brain all the time. He was there for me and told the funniest jokes. I was grateful for his updates everyday, they brought a little humour into my boring days. I mean Percy was pretty funny but he never sat with me at lunch or hung around me at home. Seaweed brain seemed to be there 24/7.

The thought of Percy made my heart skip a beat. I can't believe he asked me out.

So, I'm going to guess you have read those messages I write everyday?

Yeah, they were sooo annoying, I lied.

That's too bad 'cause I ain't stopping.

>:(

How's life?

How's life? Really?

I'm sorry if I'm used to one sided conversations. Hey Seaweed brain, what's up? Oh nothing much, how about you Seaweed brain?

I laughed out loud and quickly covered my mouth. Sadly I think my step mom heard. Helen opened the door to my room and peaked in. She spotted the pen in my hand and my rolled up sleeve.

"Oh my gods!" She squealed. "You guys are talking again! You two were so cute! You were always writing on yourself and never left the house without a pen! Oh and-"

"Helen!" I shouted but she kept going.

"I've never seen two soulmates so connected! It was such a pity when you two stopped talking. I remember how hard you cried those first few days. You two were best friends..."

I recalled the memory of myself crying in my room as soon as I saw what he'd written. The words hurt. How could he write those things? How could he not care. This boy who was so kind and funny had quickly turned cruel and harsh.

"Helen," I started. "Do you need to be here while I write to him?"

"Oh dear!" She exclaimed and backed out of the room. "Of course, just give me a shout if you need anything!"

The door shut and I sighed. I picked up a pen and began writing.

Sorry, stepmom came in.

Oh, I just assumed you were sick of me.

I frowned. Gods, he must think I hate him? After all these years of silence I can see why.

No. Seaweed brain, look. I didn't talk to you because I was scared you would hurt me again or that I would put all this effort into being your friend and never meet you or you would turn me away at the first sight of me.

It seemed to take him for forever to respond. I tapped my pen nervously on my leg and waited.

Why would I turn away at the sight of you?

Because I'm weird and odd. You'd probably see me and just see a normal girl.

I'm sure your beautiful.

I smiled at that. So now he's being nice, huh. I felt up blush creep up my cheeks and felt the need to hide my face even though no one was watching.

Anyone with a personality like yours has to be beautiful. Plus, I'm not one to judge by looks.

Really? You seem like the kind of typical hot jock type guy.

Oh so I'm hot in your head?

I chuckled and shook my head. This boy is surely strange.

Well aren't you slick.

Not at all. In person I would be a stuttering mess. I was talking to a girl today and I nearly tripped five times.

For some reason the fact that he was talking to girls like that made me slightly upset. I quickly shook my head. What was I even thinking? This isn't me. I don't get jealous... right?

If I met you in person I'd probably Judo flip you, especially if you were flirting with me.

I look forward to being judo flipped then.

I laughed and rolled up my jeans having run out of space on my arms.

I hope your pen washes off easily.

Nah, it's permanent.

Please say your kidding.

It's not like anyone can see the writing other than you.

Yes but what happens when I run out of space to write?

So you plan on talking again or should we wait another six years?

Haha. Goodnight, Seaweed Brain.

I put my pen down and started crawling into bed when I saw the little scribble on my ankle.

Goodnight, Wise Girl. <3

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Percy's POV,

I woke up early in the morning in bright spirits. I quickly got changed into some dark blue jeans and a forest green hoodie. I raced down the hallway of my apartment and sat down at the kitchen table.

"Good morning, sweetheart," my mom said as she kissed me on the forehead.

"Mworning Mwm," I managed to get out between shoving a forkful of blue pancakes into my mouth. She rolled her eyes and went to help Tyson with grabbing the OJ from the fridge.

"Why do happy this morning?" Mom asked as I scarfed down my food. Paul walked into the room and fished himself some pancakes.

"No reason," I lied. Paul eyes me up and down suspiciously.

"It's a girl isn't it?" He asked. His eyes were still a little puffy from his cold yesterday, hence why Mrs May subbed for English yesterday. "You seem quite attached to that Annabeth girl."

My mom gasped and rushed over to me. "I knew you liked her! She's so sweet! You two and Grover used to come over for play dates all the time!"

"Mom!" I groaned. "Look, it's not Annabeth-well it is Annabeth but it's also Wise Girl."

My Mom practically tackled me in a hug. "Tell me all the details!"

I rolled my eyes. Leave it to Sally Jackson to get involved in her kids love life.

"Well, I asked Annabeth out and she said yes so we're going on a date on Friday-no you cannot interfere. Then I was writing to Wise Girl and she actually responded so we spent all night writing to each other."

My mom squealed. Tyson and Paul just looked at me in confusion. "Who's Wise Girl?"

"Percy's soulmate!" Sally exclaimed. "He calls her Wise Girl and she calls him Seaweed Brain. It was so adorable when they were kids! I'm so glad you two are talking again!"

"What do you mean talking again?" Paul asked. "Percy is always writing on himself."

"Six years ago," I said, "I wrote some... Er, harsh things to her and we kind of stopped talking. I write to her all the time. Tell her I'm sorry and stuff, just check in daily. Yesterday she finally responded and explained why she's been so silent."

"Aah," Paul said before he tossed me the keys to his Prius. "You're driving today."

I smiled and ran out the door to the car. I hopped in and started the engine. I was waiting for my stepdad to come out when I looked down at my arm.

You awake?

You bet. Warning, I might stop writing suddenly. I'm waiting in the car to drive my stepdad to work.

You drive your stepdad? I though he... you know?

I froze as memories came flooding to me. I thought of the beer bottles smashing into my back and the bruises from slaps and punches.

Sorry, GTG! Bye

I felt bad for lying but I really didn't want to talk about any of that stuff. Paul walked out of the house and hopped in the car. He studied me for a moment before closing the door.

"You okay?" He asked and I looked away.

"Yeah, um... let's just get going," I answered before driving off towards school.

-:-

Aren't you in class?

I looked at Wise girls note and rolled my eyes. We'd been chatting for the past fifteen minutes of Science class.

Maybe. Aren't you?

Yes, but my grades will survive if I don't pay attention. I'm sure yours will plummet.

Yeah but you're worth bad grades ;)

*rolls eyes*

I smiled. I may seem like I'm all chill and stuff but I have a mini heart attack every time I write a message. If I mess up again that's it.

Don't give me that sass!

Really? You're the sass queen.

Exactly! I'm-

"Mr Jackson!" I looked up mid writing and found Mr Koffe glaring at me. "Could you please pay attention in class."

"Would you believe me if I said I was writing notes?" I asked sheepishly. His eyebrows furrowed.

"Mr Jackson, would you like to show us what you were writing then?" I gulped and capped my pen.

I looked down at my desk and saw all my books had been pushed to the side. I frowned and glanced at Mr Koffe. "You see, only I can see what I was writing."

"Talking to your soulmate during class is against the rules, Mr Jackson."

"I'll stop if you just let me tell her I'm in class and I'll talk to her later."

"Are you sure it's not a he?" Matt Sloan called out. I rolled my eyes. Homophobic prick.

"Very well, Mr Jackson." I beamed at Mr Koffe and started scribbling on my arm.

Sorry.

You got caught didn't you?

Maybe.

Of course you did, you Seaweed Brain. For your sake, we'll continue talking later. Bye.

See ya!

-:-

At lunch I saw Annabeth. She was sitting by her tree again and my heart leapt. I sat down next to her and she looked up at me. I smiled brightly and she smirked.

"How are you Percy?"

"Good, we still on for that date?" I asked and my hands quickly grew clammy. "I Uh, just wanted to now if you were-were having second thoughts?"

She laughed. "Yes of course we're still on. Plus, it's really cute how much of a stuttering mess you become when you're nervous."

I felt my face heat up and looked to the ground. "I'm really that obvious huh?"

"I mean I would never have dreamed some one like you could possibly like me until you asked me out."

"Some one like me, hey?" I asked and elbowed her. Her cheeks tinted a faint pink. I chuckled at that.

"Oh come on!" She exclaimed. "Please don't tell me you are a oblivious to the fact that every girl is practically drooling over you."

I frowned. Really? I looked around and counted about ten girls staring our way and one guy. "Uh... no?"

Annabeths jaw dropped and she stared at me in disbelief. She seemed to believe me because she started rolling around in the grass laughing. "Oh my gosh! You really didn't know!" She laughed even harder. "Styx, you are oblivious!"

I frowned and crossed my arms. "I'm going to take that as a complement."

She stopped laughing for a moment and grinned at me. Dam, her smile was beautiful.

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Annabeths POV,

I have a big problem, I thought as I stared up at the roof of my room. I like two boys. Dam it. This is why I don't like this whole soulmate business. I needed to talk to someone about all this. I pulled out a pen and started to write on my arm (turns out Seaweed Brains ink was washable and came off easily).

What do you do when you like someone other than your soulmate?

Are you seriously asking you soulmate that question?

Yes!

Okay, jeez. I was actually hoping to ask you that. I like this girl at my school and I asked her out before we started talking again and I'm supposed to go out with her but now that we are talking, I don't know what to do.

My heart sank. Oh, so this is that girl he was talking about being a stuttering mess in front of. Why did I care? Cause he's your soulmate? Shut up.

I mean, I like Percy, being jealous would be acting like a hypocrite.

Well, you like someone else. I like someone else. Why not we just go ahead and see those people. I personally don't just want to wait around until you show up, no offence.

None taken. Okay then, I'll go on that date, you'll do whatever it is you want with that guy.

I'm going on a date.

Right. Cool cool cool cool, alright, alright.

B99? Really?

It's amazing. Case closed.

Whatever, dork.

Wise girl.

Seaweed brain.

The conversation ended and I seemed to stare at his name for hours. I lied before. I would wait around for him. He was... well he was Seaweed brain. He was my soulmate and the fates couldn't have picked a better one.

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Percy's POV,

Tonight was the day of the date. I could not contain my excitement as I got changed. I had to be a Annabeth house in less than an hour. I struggled to put on my forest green hoodie and checked my breath.

Help.

I looked at the writing in confusion. What the Hades. I mean sure over the past few days we've been chatting like crazy but what is this?

Are you okay?

I'm freaking out.

Why?

I have that date tonight and I have no clue what to wear.

My chest tightened. Okay chill, Perce. It's not like you've had a crush on her for years and she's going out with some other guy. You agreed to go on other dates. Well, that's only because you're also equally in love with Annabeth.

Wait what!? I am not in love with... okay yeah, I totally and completely in love with two girls. Styx.

And your asking me because...?

You know what guys like!

How do you know I'm not a gay cross dresser?

Because your my soulmate and I am not a dude.

I could be bi. Or just a plain cross dresser.

You told me you were straight and I have a feeling your a hoodie and jeans kind of guy. Now help me.

I glanced at my outfit. Curse her brains.

What I am I supposed to do? I don't know what you look like.

I have blonde hair.

I stared at the words in shock. It is very rare to find out information about your soulmate that could lead one to figure out who they are.

I'm surprised the soulmate gods or whatever let you write that.

I couldn't write down my eye colour. Apparently it's to unique. Do you think you can work with that info?

I paused. Do I really want her to look good and have her date with this guy be successful? Ugh, who was I kidding. She deserves to be happy and if that guys dies so then she deserve to have him. Plus, I would be a hypocrite seeing how much I liked Annabeth.

Light grey or black or dark blue blouse and dark blue or grey jeans. You got any of that?

It's 'You HAVE any of that' and yes. Grey blouse with dark bluish-grey jeans. My hairs in a ponytail minus a few strands hanging out.

I tried to picture her in such an outfit but found it rather difficult without a description of her eyes.

Do you think he'll like it?

My heart sank remembering this was for some other guy.

If he doesn't, he's not worth it.

Thanks, Seaweed Brain.

Anything for you.

For the record, I wish I was getting all dressed up for you just as much as I want to for this guy.

I stared in shock. Did she just... does that- nooo. No way she actually likes- right she's my soulmate. I mentally smacked myself. Idiot.

For the record, I wish I was the lucky guy you're getting all dressed up for.

What about the girl you're going on a date with?

Is it wrong that I like you both?

I would be a hypocrite to say it was.

I looked down at my watch. Crap, I have to go and pick up Annabeth.

See you later Wise Girl.

Later, Seaweed Brain.

-:-

I waited outside Annabeth's house for what seemed like hours but was really only a few minutes. Hades, what if she has second thoughts? What if she secretly hates me? Oh gods.

That's when I hear the door to her house open. I look up and all my worries disappear.

Holy Hephaestus, she is so unrealistically beautiful. How can someone be so... perfect. Her dark bluish-grey jeans looked beautiful with her night storm grey blouse that was tucked into them. A thin brown braided belt looked through her jeans. Her blonde hair was set in a loose ponytail that allowed strands of hair to fall out and frame her striking grey eyes.

My mouth fell open at the beauty of her. Styx, I don't even think my soulmates outfit would- wait. Hold up a second... holy Styx. Annabeth Chase is my soulmate.

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Annabeth's POV,

The way Percy was staring made me really regret asking my soulmate for help. Did he not like it? Is it really that bad? I glanced at my belt. Maybe I should have asked Seaweed brain if the accessory would look okay. Oh gods, this whole date was a bad idea. What was I thinking!?

Breath Annabeth, breath.

I walked down the steps to where Percy was standing, mouth hanging open as his eyes followed me. I walked past him and tapped his mouth closed. "You don't want to catch flies."

He snapped out of it with a shake of his head and ran around the car to open the passenger door for me. I smiled thankfully at him and took a seat inside. He jogged over to the other side and sat down, turning the keys in the ignition.

"Where are we going?" I asked with a raised eyebrow.

He glanced at me with his stupidly adorable smirk. "You'll see."

"Oh come on!" I complained. "Can I have a clue!"

"You'll love it," was all he said and I slumped back in my seat while throwing my arms in the air.

"Fine! Might as well blind fold me then."

"Actually, if you look in that compartment-" I cut him off with a punch to his arm and he chuckled.

We remained silent for the rest of the drive. I stared at his untamed black hair that lay in a tangled mess. His tanned skin shone in the light of the sun, lower in the sky than normal. The vibrant sea green eyes of his were hard not to get trapped in but I looked away from him, a blush tinted my cheeks.

Not fifteen minutes later we pulled up to a building I'd never seen before. I gawked at the grand stairs leading up to the entrance.

Percy had came around to my side of the car and held the door open, his other hand held out in offering. I took his hand and held it by my side as I stepped out of the car. His fingers slipped into mine as we made our way up the steps.

"Where are we?" I said trying to ignore the warmth spreading through me.

Percy smiled, a genuine smile. "Octavia's book keep."

I frowned. I had never heard of it. Was it some sort of book store? A library perhaps?

I held back a giggle as Percy dragged me through the glass doors. As we entered the store I gasped. It was magnificent. Shelves lined every wall. Aisles and aisles of books. At the centre of the room was a grouping of couches and chairs. In the corners of the room were desks and computers. Potted plants were scattered around the grand space. A domed glass ceiling revealed the dimming sky above.

To sum it up, it was perfect.

"Do you like it?" Percy asked, awkwardly rubbing the back of his neck with the hand not holding mine. "I thought it was cool and um, figured you'd enjoy it. I mean if you don't we can leave and-"

"It's amazing," I say to cut him off. Percy grins and leads me over to one of the aisles labeled 'Dystopian.'

"How did you find this place?" I asked as I ran my finger along the spines of the books. I found the hunger games and checked the price. Woah, these are cheaper than at Chapters.

"Er, my mom used to take me here a lot when my step dad was around." His eyes darkened. A pang hit my heart as I saw the sad look on his face. How could this boy be broken when he seemed perfectly content most of the time.

"Is your step dad..." I trailed off not knowing what to say. I didn't truly know what I wanted to say even.

"Abusive? A drunk? Gone?" He asked and glared at the table. I knew he was angry at something, probably his step father. "Yeah. He used to say that by beating me I was... I was saving my mom. That-That's until I caught him hitting her. I drove him out and called the police." Percy's fists clenched. "He's in prison now. Won't be out for a while. I'm just sorry I didn't get a chance to hit him myself at least once."

The anger seeping out of his voice was shocking. This was a side of Percy I wasn't familiar with. This wasn't like him. I squeezed his hand and he smiled sadly at me.

"Then Mom met Paul-Mr Blofis-and they married and had Estelle." A smile crept across his face. "Sometimes the four of us come here and stay for hours."

I tugged on his hand. "How about you show me your favourite books? I didn't know you even read."

Percy chuckled. "Not really. I'm dyslexic but I can read in Greek. They have a really good collection of translations here."

I laughed and pulled a thicker book of the wall. I opened to a random page and scanned the words. "I'm dyslexic too. I figured out a method that made it easier. Sometimes it's hard to guess what the words are but if I don't focus very much on them they make more sense." Percy raised an eyebrow at me and I sighed in defeat. "Okay, not really. My dyslexia is just very minor."

"How about you pick out a book and read it to me?" Percy asked as we exited the Dystopian section.

"Deal," I confirmed and that's when the hunt for a book began. We laughed at the odd turtles and silky descriptions for certain books. I nearly doubled over with laughter when Percy unknowingly picked out a certain romance novel and attempted to read the strange tittle.

Finally we sat down together on a couch in front of one of the two fireplaces in the building. It was nice seeing that there was barely anyone else in the book store and those who were there were reading in hidden corners.

As I read meet me in the cosmos by Jack Cheng our loud to Percy, he later down in my lap, his fingers playing with my curls every now and then. I smiled to myself as warmth flooded through me.

"So he thinks he can launch that rocket with the iPod into space?" Percy asked clearly confused.

"Yeah. He doesn't know that it's just a festival rocket and will only go a hundred or so feet in the air," I confirmed. The story was actually really sad. "He doesn't really have someone to tell him it's not going to work. His dad is gone and his mom is ill, he wasn't taught any better."

"I feel bad for the guy," Percy finally sad after a short moment of silence.

"Yeah..." I replied, gazing out the glass roof at the sky. For seven O'clock the sun was still pretty high in the sky.

Percy sat up from my lap and I tried to hide my disappointment at that. He jumped to his feet and held his hand out to me. I intertwined my fingers with his and he beamed at me. "How about I but you that book and then we go grab something to eat?"

"Lead the way," I said in agreement to the plan. With that, Percy dragged me off to complete the rest of our date.

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Percys POV,

Ten minutes later we were standing outside the local pizzeria. My mouth watered with pleasure. Nothing was better than good New York pizza.

"You're drooling," Annabeth said as she tried to contain a laugh. I blushed in embarrassment and quickly wiped at the corner of my mouth with my sleeve.

"You must really love Pizza?" She said as she took ahold of my hand. I froze as an electrical current shot through me.

"Yeah," I said with an earnestness in my tone. "And right now we aren't eating any. Let's go."

I tugged my date into the restaurant and a waiter guided us over to a table with a classic checkered table cloth. Annabeth sat down across from me and we thanked the waiter after she handed us our menus and thanked her.

"What are you going to get," Annabeth asked as she scanned over her menu.

"Barbecue chicken pizza, extra cheese and pineapples," I answered. It was what I got everyone.

"Pineapple?" She said with a lush hand scrunched up her nose in disgust. "You're one of those people?"

"What do you mean 'one of those people'?"

"You like pineapple on pizza!" She complained and I looked at her funny.

"Pineapple is perfectly normal. In fact, it's delicious. No need to hate on it."

"Your crazy," she confirmed.

"Whatever," I said as I got up from my seat. "I'm going to head to the bathroom. In the mean time, you should reconsider your opinion on only the best pizza ever. Adios."

I made my way to the restroom, leaving Annabeth laughing in her spot at the table. I smiled. She was just too adorable.

I reached the bathroom when I felt a tingling on my arm. I glanced down to see black ink appearing on it. I frowned. Why was Wise girl trying to talk to me. No, not wise girl. Annabeth. Am I boring her? Oh gods, I'm probably boring her!

Calm down, Percy. Just read the stupid message.

Do you like pineapple on pizza?

I smirked at the note. Of course she'd call for back up from her soulmate. Well, if I had any doubts Annabeth was my soulmate they're gone now.

I pulled a pen out of my pocket and leaned against the sink counter as I wrote.

Why?

My date thinks pineapple on pizza is delicious. I'm trying to prove him wrong.

Called it. At least she's not just messaging cause I'm boring her.

Sorry Wise girl, but your dates right.

Wow. Thanks, real helpful.

How is your date anyways?

Amazing! I can't believe I'm actually on a date with him! I've like him for forever and I never wanted to do anything because I didn't want to mess up our friendship but now it's like a dream come true! He took me to this book shop that was the most amazing place I've ever been too! Oh and-wait, sorry if this is awkward for you. You know, being soulmates and all.

I smiled at how cute she was. She was actually enjoying this! I mean her face when she saw the book store pretty much said it all but actual worded confirmation was great.

Not at all. I could go on and on about this girl at my school but I wouldn't want to bore you.

Nothing you say is boring.

I was practically grinning my face off. Could this night get any better?

You're right ;)

Ugh, back with the faces?

*Gasp* don't offend the faces!

Writing down your actions is so weird.

*pouts* it is not.

Whatever Seaweed brain.

I let out a chuckle but when I checked my watch I realized I'd been in the bathroom for a while and Annabeth might get worried.

I have to go, sorry. I hope your date ends up a success. <3

I was walking out of the restroom when I saw her real lie appear on my arm.

See you! <3

I smiled to myself and went over to the table Annabeth and I had. She must have told the waiter what I wanted because our food had been delivered.

I sat down across from her and noticed she was staring intently at her plate. I frowned. "Are you okay?"

"How do feel about soulmates?" She asked rather suddenly. Shocked, I put down the pizza I was about to take a bite of and met her grey eyed gaze.

"What do you mean?"

"How do you feel about dating someone who isn't your soulmate? How does your soulmate feel about that?"

I smiled at how cute she looked with a worried expression. "We're both cool with it. We think that we'll meet when the tin is right and until then we should be aloud to date other people. Why?"

"Well," She said, tucking a blonde curl that had escaped her ponytail behind her ear. "I was just chatting with my soulmate and it made me think of how you feel about the whole thing. And, you know, if your okay with me talking to him."

I smiled. "I know for a fact that if I weren't okay with something about you and who you talked to, you would kick my ass." She laughed at that and nodded her head as if to agree. "You are you, I don't control who you talk to. If you enjoy communicating with your soulmate than who am I to judge? I actually talk to my soulmate all the time."

"Oh," was all she said as she slid her hand into mine. My stomach flipped over on itself. "Thanks. I'm glad we both agree on that. I really like my soulmate."

She had no idea, did she? I innerly laughed. Look who's the smart one now.

We finished up our Pizza and I payed for our meal, despite Annabeths many protests.

"I want to show you something," I said as we left the restaurant. I slipped my hand into hers again and started to pull her away to a building not to far away.

"Where are we going?" Anbaveth cried out between her laughter. I smiled and looked back at her.

"You'll see!" I called and turned a left down the street that I knew had the building I was looking for. Once we reached it I pulled her up the fire escape stairs and she raised an eyebrow at me.

"Percy," she warned. "Where are we really going?"

"Too see this," I said as I helped her into the roof. She gasped and I smiled at her adorable face.

The view of the city from here was spectacular. In the distance the sun was setting, streaking the sky with colours of purple and pink. The buildings looked like shadows in the sun. It was beautiful to say the least.

I guided Annabeth over to the ledge and sat her down next to me. She was still gaping at the sight and I couldn't help but stare at her gorgeous grey eyes.

I pulled out my pen from my pocket and started two write on my arm.

You look beautiful tonight <3

Out of the corner of my eye I watched Annabeth look around the roof. Her eyes caught mine and I smiled shyly. Her face went bright red and she hid behind her hair.

Seaweed brain...?

I read the words as the appeared on my arm. I glanced at the pen Annabeth had in her hand. Heat raced to my cheeks and I began writing down on my arm.

There's this girl I know. She's really beautiful and smart and funny. I've had a crush on her for years. I love the way her storm grey eyes light up when she has an idea or how brilliant her smile is. I also love how scary she is when she's mad, knowing full well she'd kick my butt if I said so. I love this girl, I love everything about her. I love her...and I was wondering if she could possibly like me back?

I set down my pen and looked at Annabeth. She was staring at her ink covered wrist and her feat dangling off the edge of the roof had stopped swinging. Slowly her head lifted her head. Her storm grey eyes stared at me expressionlessly. She leaned in a little closer until our noses were practically touching. My heart raced and threatened to fall out of my chest.

"She definitely likes you back," she said. Let's just say it was the best rooftop kiss ever.

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That may be the longest thing I have written on wattpad. Wow. Dam. My brain is now fried and exhausted after writing that so... peace out!

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Last update: 17/07/2020