The New York Ruller

Percy's POV

Then we went outside, got in our car and l pushed the gas pedal. It's not actually our car, but it was given as a present from Paul and my mom.
After half an hour, we arrived at the restaurant. It had big windows and everybody could see what was inside.
"Percy, are you serious?" Annabeth looked first at the reataurant and then at me. I think she wasnt expecting such a secret...
"Annabeth, l'm absolutely serious." I smiled, taking her by the hand (like a real gentelman) and leading her toward the glass doors of the restaurant.
As we entered, we were met by a nice woman at the desk.
"Hello and welcome to our restaurant! My name is Layla. Can l help you?" She smiled and l thought how many times she had already said it. "Did you book a table?"
"Um, yes..." Her green(l mean, not green as mine, but you know... like dark green...) eyes were looking at me and, l guessed, she was trying to understand why we were there.
"What name did you book under?" She glanced at Annabeth who was looking at the modern awesome furniture.
"Jackson." I said fast, because l nearly added "s" to my surname. Percy, stay calm and try not to ruin everything!
"Oh, yes!" She looked through some papers on the table. "Mr. Jackson and Ms. Chase, your table is number 12. Follow me."
The restaurant was big, like really big, and was spotted with tables, chairs and a lot of people. The walls were covered with white, red and sometimes gold velvet. Every wall had something unique, for example, one wall had some modern paintings(that didn't actually look like a masterpiece at all with all these blobs, lines, circles and other geometrical stuff), another wall had wall lighterns, another one had flowers. The whole room was really beautiful and l was proud that l had chosen such a reastaurant for such an important day.
Well, when l had been booking a table, l knew how this restaurant looked on the inside(the pictures of it were really good, but nevertheless l was a little bit shocked by the atmosphere). Hovewer, Annabeth didnt see it, so she was looking around with unconcealed shock, joy and happiness.
"Gods!" She whispered to me when Layla went ahead us showing the way to the table. "Percy! This place is... I just..." Her eyes were shone. "Wait..." Her look became concentrated as always. "That's why you have been staying late at work... You wanted us to go here... Dionysus' coke, you are..."
She glanced at me and wanted to kiss me, but we were interrupted by Layla.
"Here is your table, Mr.Jackson and Ms.Chase." She turned to us. "Here are your menus." She pointed at some cards lying on the table. "After a few minutes, a waiter will come to you. Enjoy the evening!" She smiled and went back to her table.
We sat at the table(l helped Annabeth to sit down like a real man pushing a chair for her) and started looking through the menu. There were a lot of unknown words(that, l guessed, were used only in such restaurants and only to raise the praise for it, for example, what a rich buisnessman buys crackers or craquelines? Well, you got it).
"What do you want? Have you chosen something?" I asked Annabeth looking at the menu.
"Um, Percy..." She paused and then leaned to me and whispered, "We cant afford it. All these dishes are too expensive... You knew it. Why did you decide to go here?... Maybe we'll stand up and go away?"
"Annabeth, we arent going anywhere." I said calmly. "If l took you here, then l have enough money to order some dishes."
"Oh..." She looked at me thinking about something. "Percy, you're s..." She started, but a waiter interrupted her.
"Good evening!" We both looked at a tall bald man that wore a black suit with a white rose in the pocket. He was good-looking and pleasant, but his eyes... I dont know... They were normal, but there was something in it that made me nervous.
"My name is Victor and today l will serve your table." He stressed "o" in his name. "Have you decided what you are going to drink?" At first, l thought he was pleasant, but as he was talking he was looking at us like at some 14-years old teenagers who entered a place only for grown-ups. But then he smiled apollogetically, like saying to himself that his only work is to serve not to discuss clients.
"Um, can you please bring this champagne" l showed him the name that l couldnt properly read because of my "demigod illness".
"Okay, anything else?" Victor wrote something down in his notebook. "What about food?"
"Victor, can you, please, bring us this and this?" Annabeth saved me, 'cause l didn't know what to order.
"Yes, ma'am. l'll bring you the champagne shortly." He bowed a little to us and disappeared somewhere.
That evening was really fantastic. We ate tasty(like oh-my-gods tasty), talked a lot, held hands and enjoyed time with each other. And l couldn't get enough looking at Annabeth. She was like a bright star, my guiding star, my sun and my moon, my goddess. Her hair was curled that day, l remember, and beautiful shiny tresses fell over her shoulders. Her eyes shone with happiness and love. Her laughter was so light and so bright that even if l wished l couldnt forget it... I love you, Wise Girl. I love you, Annabeth Chase.
After an hour or so l decided that it was time. So, l excused myself to Annabeth and went to the toilet. I stood near the mirror and looked at myself.
"I'm going to marry Wise Girl. I'm going to propose to Annabeth. Yes. But what if... No, that's not going to happen. She will say yes. But... Holy Hera! I'm nerveous like never before! Relax. Breath in. Breath out. Oh, even the battle with Gaea was easier... What am l afraid of? I've known her for 10 years. And l want to be with her forever... No, seriously, l'm a real seweed brain! Percy, you can do it! You're a man! Yes. Yes."
I took the box with the ring and opened it. "Yes. I can do it. And l will"


Annabeth's POV
That evening was amazing. Percy was above all kind and gentle... Actually, he was a Percy l've never met. I mean he always kind and always cared about me, but that day he was so... I don't even have a word for that! Flowers...! And the restaurant...! He worked hard everyday for a year so that we could celebrate our universary. Just... My feelings...! I love him so much!
"Um, Annabeth, l'll be in a minute." Percy said, stood up and went in the direction of the toilets. But l saw his face. A small wrinkle that appeared always when he was thinking about something had been laid on his forehead. I wanted to ask him what was wrong, but l knew he wouldn't tell me. So, l decided, if he had that wrinkle when he was back, l would ask him.
I looked around. People of all different ages and appearences, but all very rich were sitting, eating and talking. Some of them were smoking (thank the gods, Percy chosed the table in the non-smoking area). All people had the same facial expression like l-dont-care-what-you-think-about-me-l'm-cool-and-rich-and-l-love-myself. But there was one pair that didn't look so confident. No, l said it incorectly. First of all, it wasnt actually a pair. It was two men sitting near each other that had something in common, but l don't know what exactly. One of them was tall and had long hair. The other one had a short cut and was a little bit smaller, but all in all he was taller that Percy or Jason. And second, they were actually self-confident, but they didn't have that look like the others. They had a look... like Percy has when he's about to fight a monster and he's sure he would defeat it. But, l knew for sure, there weren't so many monsters left and they were totally mortals. A little bit older mortals, actually, around their 40s.
After a few seconds l saw Percy walking toward me with a serious concentrated face that he always had on the battlefield. While he was going to me, l was looking at the pair that started to move. I mean, they started to look for something in their pockets and to take it out. At first, l didn't understand what it was, but after a second everything was clear. They took out a gun and a knife. But as they took it out, they put them under the table. They did this whole thing so quickly, that l thought everything was just my imagination.
"Annabeth," Percy started as he sat down. "I know you for ages and you know there was one idea in my mind all this year..." He paused. I was listening to him and watching the pair with my peripheral vision. They stood up and separeted- the tall one went to the exit where Layla was, the other one walked to the kitchen or something. "Annabeth... Today is our universary. We met each other 10 years ago and we made it together through the Tartarus and two wars and... Well... Um..." I looked at Percy. Is he trying to...propose to me? "And you know, um, these years that we've spent with each other... were the best years in my life. I mean, that years that we've been living together..." Yes, he is. Oh, my gods! "And well... I started to think, well, what its like to stay with y..."
Percy's speech was cut by a loud scream.

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