I didn't register what happened until after it was over. It wasn't long, just a peck, but still. Any connection with Percy's lips is fine with me. He actually care about me. I care for him also.

"Annabeth," He said

"Yeah?"

"Will you be my girlfriend?" I made a show of contemplating the question.

"Well, you have sea green eyes."

"And..."

"Luke had blue eyes. That was my type."

"So... You're saying that I'm not your type? How? I'm everyone's type. Well, except for Nico Di Angelo."

"Percy, you don't understand what I'm saying."

"What are you saying then?"

"Think about my sentence." His face contorted to that of utter concentration. I waited for, like, five minutes before he said,

"Nope. Still don't get it."

"Luke had blue eyes. That was my type. Was."

"So, I am your type?" I facepalmed.

"Of course, Seaweed brain!" I kissed him. This one longer than the last. "You're really slow, you know that?"

"Whatever, Wise girl." With that sentence, I knew that I would be happy with him. For a long time.