Chapter 24
HAPPY BIRTHDAY PERCY JACKSON
AND ALSO, thank you for the wonderful reading journey.
This chapter, if you haven't guessed, is dedicated to Percy Jackson.
Percy's POV
I met in the science lab like Annabeth wanted.
I was late, though.
Whatever I'd always wanted to be fashionably late.
Annabeth was sitting on a lab chair and had her hoodie up and head down.
I got really worried for a bit.
"Um... Annabeth?"
"Wha-"
She jerked her head up and I was relieved.
Her curls were sticking out of the hood and her stormy eyes had bags under them.
I wondered if she was getting much sleep.
Maybe she had insomnia like Nico..
Off topic Percy.
"You're late."she glared at me accusingly.
"I had some stuff to do..."
Actually I was sneaking a stink bomb in the front office, near the principal.
"Uh-huh."
"So let's get started?" I said with a bit too much cheerfulness.
"Okay."
"So I got the materials for the volcano, baking soda, vinegar, and red and yellow food coloring. Also, we are making a paper mâché volcano and building it around a water bottle. Afterwards were painting it. Sound good?"
"Uh... Sure."
In all honesty, I had never made a volcano before.
It seemed way more interesting than what Annabeth originally suggested though.
"So shall we start?"
I nodded.
Then I got an idea.
"Hey do you want to listen to music?"
"Um okay."
I grabbed my phone out of my green jacket.
I turned on some Fall Out Boy, Centuries.
"I love this song!" Annabeth smiled at me, and I felt my cheeks heat up.
She looked... Cute.
Annabeth must've noticed, because she blushed too, and started making newspaper strips for the paper mâché.
I helped her, and started dipping the newspaper into glue and sticking it on the bottle.
I couldn't of done it without some clumsiness of course.
I moved my arm back to get another strip, and accidentally knocked over the whole pile.
"Seaweed Brain!"
Annabeth punched my shoulder.
Then she sighed and started picking up the strips.
"I know... but I'm your Seaweed Brain."
She looked up and glared at me, but her cheeks were a bright tomato red.
"Shut it! And help me pick this stuff up."
I kneeled down and started helping her.
And then more clumsiness.
I bumped heads with her.
"Ow!"
"Crap! Are you okay?"
I grabbed her hand to help her up, but then somehow fell down.
"Ugh..."
I rubbed my head.
"Seaweed Brain."
"Wise Girl."
We looked each other in the eyes.
Her eyes glanced down to my lips.
I grabbed her hand, and pulled her up.
"Sorry..."
She sighed. "I forgive you."
We got back to work, and an hour later, we had our paper mâché volcano.
"Now just to paint this... And make a poster board..." she muttered.
"Are we going to make one tonight?"
"At least half of it."
I groaned.
"Oh quit complaining. Let's go to my dorm. Piper has a computer we can borrow and I already have a poster board."
"Fine."
"Let's start painting it though."
She got out a paper plate and squirted brown paint on it.
Then she got out two brushes and dipped one in the paint.
I grabbed one and started flicking paint on the volcano.
"Stop it! You're getting paint on my hoodie!"
"What? Can't stand a little bit of paint?"
"I can but I don't want to get it on my hoodie! It's new and I would like to keep it looking good."
"Okay. You didn't say you wanted to keep your face clean though."
"Wha-"
Before she could protest, I smudged some paint on he nose.
Her face got a bit red.
"Perseus Jackson!"
"Yes?" I smiled innocently at her.
"You're going to get it now!"
She grabbed her brush and painted diagonally across my face.
"Pthshth." That was me trying to get paint out of my mouth.
I dabbed paint on her cheeks to get revenge.
"You look better this way." I teased.
She looked so mad. It was cute though.
She took the whole bottle and squirted it over my hair.
Hey peoples!
*accepts worst author of the year award*
So if you are reading this, it is PERCY JACKSONS 17 BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
OH MY GODS!!!!!
He's growing up so fast. *teardrop*
SO TO CELEBRATE, I WROTE THESE CHAPPIES.
ENJOY!
😄😃😀😊☺️😉😍😘😚😗😙😜😝😛😳😁😆💦💦💧💧✌️💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙🐼🐼🐼🐠🐟🐬🐳🐋🐙🐚🌀🌊🎁🎉🎊🎂🗽🌃🛅♍️🔵🔷
Also, I dare you guys to write Seaweed Brain on your wrist and wear blue.
Yours in demigodishness, and all that. Peace out.
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