Chapter 2: The Blonde

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Annabeth POV

I was sneaking out of a grocery store when I bumped into this strange dude. I mean he was cute with his black hair tousled looking like he just woke up, his smile that sent shivers down my spine, and you could see he worked out since his shirt looked like it was gonna burst from his righteous abs. He then looked at me, and I looked at him. Our eyes locked for a moment and I was staring into his beautiful sea green eyes. They looked so beautiful, but it looked like they had a raging war inside of them. His eyes were in an immense battle with himself, and I couldn't help but think, Oh he is so hot. No Annabeth No!! You have no time for boys in your life! Plus he could be an undercover government agent for all you know. I looked away, and then he had the nerve to speak.

"Hey, are you alright? You zoned out for a second. "

"I'm okay, thanks for asking."

"My name is Percy by the way."

My mind was running a hundred miles an hour, saying don't trust him but my heart was saying you need to get back on the relationship horse and ride girlfriend ride. I haven't had a proper relationship since Luke. So much for secrets.

"Annabeth." I responded after finally making a decision.

"That's a beautiful name, and you're pretty too." He said while blushing furiously.

Then the worst happened, three police officers and three hell hounds jumped in on the scene. He immediately jumped in front of me and took out a pen. What is a pen supposed to do, write on them to death? He then clicked the pen and it turned into a bronze sword. Okay now I now he's a demigod because nobody else has celestial bronze. He sliced, diced, and tapped his watch and it turned into a shield. And I saw him using it like a frisbee and knocked out he police officers and used his sword to kill the monsters. I just stood there dumbfounded, but also amazed. I immediately started rambling.

"Oh my gosh is that a celestial bronze sword? A pen sword? Who is your godly parent? Is it Ares? That was a pretty good fighting stance? Is it Hephaestus? Athena? Hestia? Zeus? Aphrodite? Poseidon? Aphrodite?"

He then looked at me and I knew I was rambling.

"I can't tell you."

Okay time for me to ask, and force him to spill the beans.

"So why can't you say?"

"It's to protect you."

"If you knew you'd be in danger."

"Can you just tell me?"

He thought about it for a while and decided.

"I will only tell you if you tell me who your Godly parent is. "

"Fine, mine is Athena, Goddess of Wisdom and battle strategy. What about you?"

"Turns out I am the last child of Poseidon and I am destined for greatness and blah blah blah. You get the idea, unintentional birthright bestowed upon you since you were born. But I mean we can be friends and still save the world."

I then fell over unconscious.

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