Today was the ten year reunion for Goode High. Maybe, just maybe, today Percy would come single. Maybe that Annabeth was out of the way, but Percy was definitely attractive enough to get another girl.

I straightened my ruffled dress, making sure it was still above my knees. The tulle itched my armpits, but I looked hot, so I didn't mind. The rose gold dress was perfect for winning over a guy like Percy.

I slipped on my sparkly gold heels, and French braided my hair just for the occasion.

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When I entered the gym, tons of people were there already. Morgan hurried over to me. "Percy isn't here yet."

"Did he confirm his attendance?" I asked, looking at the door hopefully.

"Of course he did. I'm not so stupid as to tell you he was coming if he hadn't confirmed," Morgan sniffed.

I huffed. Just then, Percy walked in. He looked over his shoulder, and grinned. A little girl looking about four ran in after him. She had caramel hair and blue eyes. She looked nothing like Percy.

And then Annabitch came in. She was balancing a baby on her hip. I strutted over, "So now you're screwing?"

Percy tapped his fingers with annoyance. "There are children in the room."

I looked at the little girl. "Ones with ugly mothers."

Percy clenched his fists, but didn't lose his temper. "We should go find my friends. They haven't met Chloe or Trevor yet,"

Annabeth chewed her lip, watching me closely. After a moment, she followed Percy. The ring glinting on her finger bothered me more than the fact that they had kids.

"Matthew!" I called. A boy with dark hair and eyes scowled and strolled over.

"What?"

"Her." I said, pointing at Annabeth.

"But-"

"I don't care. I'll make sure Percy can't stop you. Now, go." I hissed.

Matthew frowned, but slunk after the couple anyways. I strutted up to Percy, right as Annabeth dismissed herself to go to the bathroom. Percy was holding the baby, and the baby's eyes matched his.

"Percy," I said shortly.

"What?" He snapped.

"You really shouldn't let your wife wander off."

"She's just going to the bathroom," Percy narrowed his eyes.

"You'll regret it. Too bad the door's going to be locked," I clicked my tongue.

I looked over at the girls' bathroom, and Percy's gaze followed mine. "What did you do?" He said anxiously.

"Let's just say. . . Matthew only puts his lips where they aren't wanted."

Percy froze. The few people around him stared. Emyline whispered something to Percy, gently taking the baby from him. Chloe, the little four year old, looked around in confusion when Alice pulled her close.

Percy glared at me, but I resisted the urge to flinch. He whipped around and stormed towards the girls' bathroom. "Annabeth?" Percy called.

The only response was a scream of terror, and even I was alarmed at this point. That definitely wasn't a woman's scream.

A moment later, Annabeth walked out of the bathroom, dusting her hands off on her pants. "Shall we continue this party, or just stare at me?"