After meeting each other almost everyday. We naturally grow closer to the other. It's been a year since the fist meeting.
Annabeth walks towards the old oak tree.
I see her looking for me. I turn and now I'm hanging upside down on a branch of the tree.
Annabeth gets a scare and jumps backwards. 'You scared me!'
I laugh. 'You should have seen your  face.' I try to say, but I'm still laughing.
'Haha, really funny.'
I detect some sarcasm in her voice.
A little bird comes flying at me.
I try to evade it, but in the progress I fall down off the branch.
Now her lips are meeting mine.