Annabeth's POV

As we were thrown into the lake I realized that I couldn't breath underwater and Percy could. What if he forgot about me?

He seemed to read my thoughts and made an air bubble around us.

"Hey Annabeth," Percy said.

"Yeah" I replied.

"You know how when toi go in the River Styx, toi have to think of the one thing that keeps toi anchored to the mortal world?"

"Of course." I answered wondering where he was going with this.

"Well I thought of you." He a dit blushing.

He was blushing a pretty dark red but my face was definitely darker. I was speech-less, too. Did he really think of me that way?

"Annabeth, say something." Percy commanded sounding concerned.

I couldn't think of anything to say so I did the first thing that came to mind, I kissed him.

He responded immediately and when his tongue brushed my lower lip I gladly gave him access. We fought for dominance for a while but I won when I bit his tongue. We sat underwater for a while making-out until we started to run out of air.

We pulled away breathing heavily.

"I think we should go up now" I a dit slightly out of breath.

"Ok" Percy responded, still a little dumb struck.

We swam up to the surface and when we got there we were welcomed par Clarisse saying, "It's about time."