2. Oh, I thought my name was Annabeth.
I ignored her question. "Do you have something I could wipe my nose with?" I asked her. It had mostly stopped bleeding, and I'm guessing it was broken. "You screwed up Jackson," Legacy said as she dug through her bag. She then handed me a piece of cloth. "Shut up, I'm not in the mood for a lecture," I mumbled, taking the cloth. I poured a bit of the water from my water bottle onto it and started to clean my face of blood.
"Fine, idiot. I'm going to look for spiders, I'll be back," she said. Then she walked away, and I heard her grumbling under her breath.
"Well, you really suck at relationships, don't you Jackson?" said a voice next to me.
"Shut up Legacy! I said I'm not in the mood!" I yelled, and threw the cloth on the ground. "Oh, I thought my name was Annabeth," the voice said. I scrambled up and whipped around, right into the face of the blonde daughter of Athena. "What are you doing here?" I asked her, raising an eyebrow.
"Well..." she said as she looked down at her shoes.
"You still have feelings for me don't you," I guessed.
She walked up and did the last thing I would have expected her to do. She kissed me. And I didn't pull away. I embraced the kiss. When we broke the kiss, she looked into my eyes. "Percy..." she sighed.