The Librarian

The cold wind grabbed at the hem of my skirt as we sped through the streets of New York. At Nico's insistence I had bought the beautiful black dress, but now I was regretting it as the cold chilled me through the thin fabric.

"You okay back there?" Nico called back, voice torn by the wind.

I tightened my arms around his waist to avoid slipping off Mrs O'Leary. "Perfect!" I yelled in reply.

I had gone back home after buying the dress to try get some study done, but I had only managed an essay introduction before Nico was back to give me a ride. Not that I was concentrating very well after what happened at lunch, but I guess that goes without saying.

"Where exactly are we going?" I asked.

"Not far now." He said in reply.

"Oh, so specific!" I lathered the comment with sarcasm amd was rewarded by his gorgeous laugh. We turned down a few more alleys and came to a stop outside a flash apartment building.

"Woah." I admired. "Nice place!"

He grinned. "Annabeth will thank you for that comment. She built it."

I grinned back and he lead me up a flight of stairs towards loud noises of chatting and... smashing plates? I shrugged it off as a demigod thing and followed Nico through an open door.

"Nico!" A tall guy with dark hair greeted him and gave him a bro-hug. "And this is..." He gestured towards me vaguely.

"Kimmi Ye." He introduced me, stepping back to beside me. "Kimmi, this is Percy."

My eyes widened, I was truly meeting heroes in the flesh.

"Nice to meet you, Kimmi." Percy extended a hand and I shook it, feeling hard calluses.

"You too." I said, restraining my inner (and outer) fangirl.

"Come." Percy led us inside to the source of the noise.

I looked around and I was truly amazed by the amount of chaos contained within the small living room; there was a guy fiddling with the television set, sparks flying around his hands. A couple of girls were in the kitchen, trying to extinguish the fire that had started in the oven. A few more girls (Piper among them) were playing pass-the-parcel with a swaddling-wrapped object I could only assume was a baby, while Jason carried around a very unimpressed looking cat.

"Woah!" I uttered again; I had a feeling it was going to be an interesting weekend!

Notes

It's shorter than I would have liked but I still have ANOTHER FREAKING ESSAY due tomorrow -.-

I hope you like where the story is going! Comment with ideas or suggestions if you have any! You guys are amazing!

- Phoebe :)