Dance

Percy swung Annabeth around the room. He was teaching her to dance, in preparation for her friend Thalia's Sweet Sixteen the next day. Of course, Percy wasn't going. He didn't have a date.

Annabeth didn't have a date either, but she had to go with her best friend. Percy wanted to go with her, but he didn't have the nerve to ask her.

Annabeth sat down on Percy's couch, her dress making it very hard to concentrate. It was a thin blue strapless dress, and she was wearing a silver necklace. Percy gasped when she bent over to get a drink of water.

"So…" Annabeth asked. "You heard about the dance coming up, right?" Percy assumed she meant the Sweet Sixteen, so he nodded.

"And you want to ask me? Not happening." Percy didn't know what he was saying. Annabeth's face fell, and Percy knew he had to rescue the situation.

"The boy has to ask the girl. So, will you go to the dance with me?"

"Yes!" Annabeth answered, and they kissed. They didn't even end up going to the party. They just stayed home and danced the night away.