It was like Annabeth was a poem and you were dyslexic. Well, you were dyslexic. But you know what she meant!

Annabeth was dropping hint after hint, flat out flirting with you..yet you still just couldn't get that inside of that stupid, small, beautiful, annoying head.

She basically asked you out multiple times, yet you were still obvlious to it, to everything!

Years and years of this, she's so tired of it. Yet, she can't find the courage to flat out tell you her feelings.

Even though you act like a couple, Annabeth is still afraid of rejection.

Also, her mom, Athena, just hates you. But oh well. Athena more so just hates you because you're a daughter of Poseidon..but Annabeth doesn't dwell on that fact too much.

Now, you two are sat at the lake. She was listening to you ramble on about some random camper that irritated you.

Your voice was angelic, it sounded like the song of the sirens. Which she knows from experience.

Your beautiful was undeniable, if she hadn't already known you were a daughter of Poseidon, she'd think Aphrodite crafted you with her own two hands.

She hadn't realized she zoned out, staring at you till water splashed onto her face, and she heard that voice of yours, "Annabeth? Are you even listening to me?"