I was having the time of my life up here with Simon, Braydan, and Annabeth. This was better than any time that I had ever spent on a roof with Jason. Suddenly I heard a sound. I wondered if the happier were coming to get us, but it was Percy and Jason. I started to think about the times that I had spent with him on the roofs of buildings. I went to get up and walk up to him, but was stored by a renewed desire to live Simon. Jason is nothing. He is a pathetic nothingness. I kissed Simon really passionately. Jason started to talk angrily. But, luckily, he spoke quietly.

"I am done with this. You hardly even know each other. Simon and Breydan had hardly been here 48 hours and you are already practically planning marriage when we have known you for years and have only been dating," He shot toward me.

"Why didn't you prose then, you dolt?" I spat back.

"Because we hardly are 17! I am not getting married at age 17! I don't know about you, but I find it way to young!" He snarled.

"The sooner the better!" Annabeth dismissed it, "Now leave!" She told them. They turned and left, glaring at Simon and Breydan as they went. Geez. Boys. I will never understand them.