Accidental Soulmate

"Whatever, Percy." Annabeth groaned. I smirked.
"So, what do you have planned for this fine evening, Annabeth?" I asked.
"Well, you're not supposed to be here at this time, and I only picked out 3 movies, so if we started now we'd be done by around 9 or 10. And I don't plan on going to bed that early on a Friday night, despite what Rachel says, I am NOT an "eighty-year-old-granny-trapped-inside-a-twenty-one-year-old-body." She sniffed.
I laughed. "Well, we have about 2 hours to kill, so we can jus' talk for now, you know, get to know each other better."
Annabeth nodded. She sat criss-cross-apple-sauce and hugged her knees to her chest. Her messy golden blonde curls were pretty much everywhere. She was dressed in black yoga pants, a light gray owl tank top, and a black zip up hoodie that was currently unzipped (duh).
I glanced down at my joggers, band tee shirt, and Nike Roshe's.
"Geez, I hope I didn't over dress." I muttered.
Annabeth let out an angelic laugh. She reached over and swatted my arm. "You look fine. As long as I can't see your leg hair, I'm fine."
I mock gasped and lifted a leg into the air. I lifted the cuffs of my joggers and revealed my legs, which were kinda hairy (guys don't shave, sue me). "What's wrong with these beauties? These masterpieces? And to think you had TASTE, Miss Chase."
Annabeth paled. She opened and closed her mouth, as if trying to taste something. She looked very sick. "Ew, cover it up!" She screeched. She yanked my joggers down, and in the process, gave me a front wedgie.
I hissed in pain as Piper flew through her bedroom door. "COVER WHAT UP?" She demanded.
I feebly looked over at Annabeth's roommate. "My legs."
Piper cringed and sighed. "Okay, that's the last time. You guys are so disappointing." Then turned and walked back to her room and silently shut the door.
I turned back to my date, who was extremely red. "What's up with you and leg hairs?" I asked.
"Nothing." She stated.
"Pfft, liar." I reached over and pulled up her pants leg. And it was clear that she had not shaved since the club.
"Okay, I believe that I've been eternally scarred." I dropped her pants leg and leaned back.
Annabeth shot me a death glare. For a nerd, she was pretty darn terrifying.
"So your cant stand seeing MY leg hairs, but somehow, having enough leg hair to make a French braid is okay." I observed.
Annabeth turned even redder. "No, it's not that, it's just.... Ugh. Basically I have PTSD from leg hair."
I remained silent. Tears rolled down my cheeks. "Y-you have P-PTSD f-f-from leg hair?" I asked.
Annabeth looked downright murderous as I tried to control my laughter. It wasn't that hard, considering the fact that she had on a glare that pretty much said "if-you-make-fun-of-me-I'll-choke-you-with-a-knife".
Annabeth sighed. "It happened a long time ago. I was the flower girl in my dad's and stepmother's wedding. Right before I reached the altar, I tripped. And for some reason, they let in a guy who was wearing board shorts. I crashed face first into his leg, mouth open, and accidentally bit off some of his leg hair, and....I...accidentally.....swallowed them." She explained. Her face was green, as if remembering the taste of stranger leg hair.
I nodded. "Okay... Now, time for some Ice Breakers!" I smiled.
Annabeth raised an eyebrow. "I doubt ice breakers will do anything, especially since we've kissed before."
"YOU'VE DONE WHAT TO MY BEST FRIEND?!" Piper barreled into the room.
If looks could kill.
Annabeth snorted. "What happened to 'You guys are so disappointing', McLean?"
Piper rolled her eyes. "Yeah, well I lied. As if I wouldn't evesdrop on my roommates first date. As if. I would sooner be a daughter of Aphrodite than leave you guys alone." (A/N: Oh, the irony.)
I smiled. "Well, you can go now, Piper. I'll tell Jason you said hi."
Pioer almost fell for it. "Mmkay.... I'll be in the- wait a minute." Her eyes narrowed. "Don't think you can distract me that easily, Jackson."
I shrugged. "Can't blame a guy for trying."
"So, what's this about you guys kissing? You've only known each other for what, six days?" Piper asked.
Annabeth opened her mouth to say something, but then quickly shut it.
"Well? I demand to be filled in." Piper said.
"I'll tell you after the date, just leave us alone, Piper." Annabeth coaxed her friend.
Piper arched an eyebrow. "Whatever. Remember, I have ears EVERYWHERE." Then she went back to her room. I heard a click, which could either be the door locking or a gun cocking (I'm on a roll today with the rhymes. Spread the word, I shall be known as the Second Coming of Dr. Seuss).
I hoped for the first one, 'cause I wanna live to see Saturday morning.
"Favorite song." She asked.
I thought about it. "Probably Top of the World by Greek Fire, or Ready, Aim, Fire by Imagine Dragons. You?"
"Dark Side by Kelly Clarkson, or It's Time by Imagine Dragons." Was her answer.
"Favorite movie." I asked.
"Gladiator." She answered.
I groaned. "Seriously, Gladiator? Jason and Frank are so obsessed with that movie, it's unhealthy."
Annabeth shrugged. "Hazel and Reyna got me hooked. It's inspring, and I like how they have the hero die at the end, and he gets to see his family in the After Life. It was a sorta happily ever after, since he killed the evil Roman Emperor, but then again it's not because it's not the traditional 'he survived' ending. And the music - oh God - the music was amazing. I cried at the end because of the music, and-"
"Okay, I get it. You are freakishly in love with that movie. My favorite movie is Transformers 4."
Annabeth rolled her eyes. "Of course, action, blood, gore, and humor. Typical."
"Hater."
(A/N: Read the authors note if you want more info on the movie Gladiator.)
"Lover."
"Wise Girl."
"Seaweed Brain."
"Owl Face."
"Kelp Head."
"Mini Athena."
"What?"
"I dunno, Pioer said you're a Greek freak. So if you would be a goddess, you would defo be Athena."
"Mini Poseidon."
"Brain spawn."
"Sea Spawn."
"....why do your insults have to be so much better?"
Annabeth gave me a sly smile. "Who said I was insulting you?"
I turned red and didn't reply, because I didn't know what to say.
"Gods of Olympus, such a Seaweed Brain." She laughed.
I smiled. "I hereby rename you, Wise Girl."
"Whatever, Sea Spawn."
"Aww, you love it, Owl Face."
"Percy..." She leaned forward. My name sounded weird coming from her mouth, because she hadn't said it in a long time.
For some reason, I blushed. "Yes?"
Her lips brushed against mine. Then she backed up, but I could still feel the heat of her lips. She inched closer.
Me, being the gullible fool that I was, leaned forward.
Annabeth smirked and leaned away, leaving me puckering like a fish. She cracked up. My eyes snapped open. I didn't even know they were closed.
"You're an idiot."
"But one day, I'll be YOUR idiot." I half smirked, half blushed.
And to that, she has no answer.

Notes

Don't you love how I had the Roman "demigods" really like that movie, Gladiator? By the way, gladiator is a real movie, and it's one of my favorites. It's about a Roman war general who was going to become Emporor of Rome, but before the current Emporor could announce the news, his son killed him and the son of the Emporor became the heir. The war general (whose name was Maximus) was sold into slavery as a gladiator. I forgot the reason, but the evil Emporor killed Maximus's family, so Maximus wants revenge and safety for the Emporor's nephew, who was the heir to the throne after the evil E. The nephew was basically being brainwashed, but in the end, the evil E challenged Max to a fight to the death. Max kills the evil Emporor, which means the nephew was safe. And then he dies, and the movie ends with him in the After Life, which is a basically field of wheat, reuniting with his wife and son. It's an amazing movie, and even though I just spoiled it for you, you should watch it.

~stay beautiful~
XOXO,
Nova