Last night was weird. And not in a good way. It was the kind of weird that you can't get out of your head because it's really hard not to think about it. Yesterday Percy and his mom picked me up from school, and then I stayed the night with them. It was the last day before the winter holidays started, and since I had no other place to go, they were kind enough to invite me to stay in their apartment. Percy let me sleep in his bed while he took the couch, which was nice of him in retrospect. I just wish that he had sought out more privacy before he, well… it's hard to think about.

Last night, after spending a nice night with Sally, Paul, and Percy, I went to bed. Sometimes it takes me awhile to fall asleep, and last night was no exception. Part of the problem was that it was colder in the Jackson's apartment than I expected, and since it's warmer at camp I hadn't packed any heavier pajamas. It didn't help that Percy only had a single sheet on his bed. So it was inevitable that I would walk out to the living room to ask him for a blanket.

His mom and stepdad had already gone to bed, and I didn't want to wake them up, so I opened the door as quietly as possible and headed down the short hallway, making as little sound as I could. I could see Percy sitting up on the couch looking at a picture frame on the table. Weird, I thought to myself, because he seemed to be focused on whatever the subject of the picture was.

"Percy," I whispered in a voice that I thought was loud enough to be heard. Evidently I was wrong because he didn't say anything or look back at me. I crept around the couch to get closer to him. His arm was jerking a little, which I also thought was weird. At this point, being a daughter of Athena, I should have put two and two together. I wish I had realized what he was doing before I saw it. That way I could pretend like nothing happened and in a few weeks I would forget.

I continued to walk around the couch, looking to see what he was doing. First, I looked at the picture frame to see what he was so focused on and saw a picture of me from this past summer before we had to start school. How sweet, I thought as I smiled. "Percy," I whispered again, a little louder this time so that he would hear me. Just then he jumped up, Riptide in one hand and a tissue in the other.

And then I looked down. I wished I hadn't looked down. Extending out of his boxers was his very noticeable erection. It took me a second to realize that I was staring longer than I should and I immediately turned around. From behind me I could hear Percy fumbling with his boxers while also grabbing a pillow, most likely to hold over his groin, although I never looked to check.

"Annabeth, I-" he started, but I quickly cut him off.

"Where can I find a blanket?" I asked him, forcing the words out as fast as I could. My cheeks were getting redder by the second and I just wanted to get out of there as fast as possible.

"There's one under my bed," he said, and as soon as he finished I practically ran out of the room and back to the safety of his bed. Thankfully he didn't follow me; it would've just made things more awkward. When I got back to his room I shut the door both as quietly and as forcefully as I could, hoping that maybe it would keep me from seeing what I just saw. But I couldn't shake the image of his erection from my mind. It just stuck there.

After a few moments passed I moved from the door and found my way to the bed, where I grabbed a blanket from underneath. All my movements felt jerky and slow. Eventually I lied back down again and put the blanket on top of me, but at that point my hyperactive brain started thinking about things I had previously tried not to think about. I started thinking about holding his member, and what it would feel like touching him. And then I started thinking about what it would feel like if he touched me, but at that I stopped myself. There was no reason for me to even be thinking those things. He and I had never even talked about anything sexual before, and I didn't want to start now.

I resigned myself to go to bed, so I found a comfortable position and tried to take my mind off of what had happened. Except I couldn't. But about an hour later I had fallen asleep. The next morning I woke up having forgotten all about what happened. Luckily, I didn't have any dreams like usual, so I actually got to sleep soundly for once. So I got up and started going through my morning routine. About twenty minutes later I walked out of Percy's room and into the living room area where he was still asleep.

Sally was in the kitchen making breakfast; the blue pancakes that Percy loves so much. But that's when I remembered what happened, and my cheeks started getting red again like last night. Just then Sally turned around and saw me, asking how my night was.

"Fine," I said, sitting down at their small kitchen table and pouring myself a glass of orange juice. At that moment I realized how hungry I was. Sally saw Percy still lying on the couch and clicked her tongue.

"I'm going to go wake him up. Can you watch these pancakes for me?" she asked, holding up a spatula. I got up and took over, happy to have something to focus on in order to take my mind off of things. From the room over I could hear Sally telling Percy he needed to wake up, or we were going to be late getting to camp. He groaned a little and eventually got up, moving off to his room. Sally came back to the kitchen and started work on the pancakes again, so I went to sit back down.

Paul came out of their room with a smile on his face and went to open the front door to get the paper before sitting down at the kitchen table across from me. He kissed Sally good morning and then offered me the arts section, knowing that I was always interested. We sat in silence for a few minutes before Percy came back having changed and seemingly showered. When he saw me his face flushed a deep red almost instantly, but he sat down at the table next to me.

"Can we go talk?" he whispered out of the corner of his mouth, but before I could reply, Sally set down a plate stacked with pancakes. Since I was more inclined to eat than to have a very embarrassing discussion with Percy, I thanked her and started shoving food into my mouth. Maybe this will deter him, I thought to myself. Whatever way I could keep him from mentioning last night was okay by me. What kind of idiot doesn't even go to the bathroom for that stuff? The more I thought about how stupid he was the more I saw the image of his erection sticking out of his boxers. For a kid with ADHD, it's hard to stop thinking about something once you've started, but I tried to force these new thoughts out of my head.

There were times throughout the few months we've been together where I had let my mind wander towards things of an X-rated nature, and when I started doing some research into it, I had to stop myself immediately. It was very likely that I could develop an appetite, so to speak, and that Percy would not react well if he found out. While it was okay to think, alone, in my room, when no one else was there, thinking with Percy around was more embarrassment than I wanted to handle. I just hoped that we could totally avoid talking about it until some distant time way in the future, although the chances of him letting it go were slim.

About half an hour later we had loaded all of our stuff into the back of Paul's Prius and headed off to Camp. It would take about twenty minutes to get there and I had resigned myself to a very silent, very awkward car ride. Sally and Paul sat at the front talking to each other, which was fine by me. I didn't want them picking up on the weirdness going on between Percy and me. There was a lot of weirdness. Sometimes I could see him looking at me, maybe trying to figure out what I was thinking, but mostly he just looked out the window while I doodled in my sketchbook.

One of the main reasons I wanted to get to camp was because I was overseeing the reconstruction of Olympus. It was almost complete and since I hadn't had a lot of time to be there personally, I wanted to be there for when it was finished. Even though I had an army of Cyclopes at my disposal, I hadn't anticipated the construction taking so little time. But in three days I was going up there to supervise the end of construction; and Percy was going with me.

I groaned internally just thinking about how awkward it was going to be with him. At the moment it didn't seem like we were going to be talking about what happened, and I had planned to ignore it until he stopped trying to bring it up. But we were going to be staying on Olympus. Together. For a week. This sucked.