Beautiful ONESHOT

As the crowd stepped to the next hall, she lazily pulled the string from her hair and let her long brunette hair cascade on her porcelain face. She scanned the statues standing before her and shrugged unbelievingly at the paintings plastered on the wall. "Gays." She mumbled and turned the iPod's volume up as she pushed her earphones even more to her ears. A painting of a man caught her eyes as she was about to follow her professor and all the bunch of kids from her History class in the next hall.

"Whoa." She let out a puff of air. "Hot stuff there, sex God." She blinked and turned around to walk away but a face met hers. She stopped dead as she took in the features of the face just inches away from her own. He was dressed in a metal armor she'd only seen from historical movies. "You...you're the-"

She was not able to finish the sentence when the man before him touched his lips to hers. They both stood still for a minute until he stepped back and tilted his head to study her. "My apologies, my lass. I was merely curious."

She blinked twice before exploding. "You jerk! You can't just appear as if you're a smoke and kiss people just because you're CURIOUS! You're insane. I'm calling security." She glared at him and grabbed his hand to report what he just did but minutes passed and she realized they were the only people inside the museum.

"Where did everybody go?" She spoke softly and dropped his hand.

"Pardon, lass but I canna comprehend any of the words you are addressing. Tell me, are you from the underground?"

She stared at him in disbelief. "What the FUCK?"

He shook his head then revealed a sword and pointed it at her. "I do not realize what you are telling me, lass but I partly believe that you are stating a spell on me. Now, I command you to drop all your weapons."

"Are you kidding me? Am I being punked?"

"I told you to drop everything." He stepped forward.

"You want me to strip down? Drop dead, retard." She turned around and the blood from her face drained as she heard his next words.

"I'm Percy from Mount Olympus. Reveal yourself!"

She slowly turned to face him, looking back at the painting on the wall and back to him again. "You're the God in the painting?" She pointed out.

He followed the direction of her finger and stared at the painting in awe. "How is that possible?"

"I'm Jessica,15 years old, a normal high school student. It's 2010 and you're supposed to be in that painting, not here....pointing a sword at me."

"You are beautiful." He breathed out. He smiled at her and touched her hand with his. "I'll be seeing you."

Jessica furrowed her eyebrows together. "What?"

"Now, open your eyes."

"Again....what?" She was even more confused now.

"JESSICA, wake up!" Her bestfriend shook her shoulders.

Jessica stirred and rubbed her eyes. "Jimmy? What are you doing?"

"What are YOU doing?" Jimmy asked her as he helped her up. "You're supposed to be enjoying the field trip but now, we have to go."

"Go?"

"The trip is over. We're going home, sleepy head." He shrugged. "I can't believe you slept on a museum, Jessica. That's just.....way over the top."

She was still for a moment as she stared at Percy's portrait. Jimmy noticed it. "Don't tell me you're thinking of jumping on that Greek God. Control your hormones, woman."

She hit her shoulder. "You won't believe what I just dreamed about. It was...so insane."

"Bestfriend, insane is normal for you."

"Ugh. I love you too, Jimmy." She hugged him and pulled away abruptly as she caught a sight of a man and followed him on the next hall.

"Seriously!?" Jimmy shouted after him as he picked up Jessica's things.

The man's back was on hers when she cleared her throat. He then turned around to face her. Jessica stopped breathing for a second when he smiled. "Percy?" She couldn't stop the shakiness in her voice.

"Uhhh...that's a weird name." The man chuckled. "Sounds gay for me."

She just stared at him. "I'm sorry. I guess I have the wrong person."

"Oh well, that won't stop me. I'm Logan. And you?"

"I'm...-"

"You're beautiful." He smiled genuinely at her.

"Fuck Shit." Jimmy whispered from behind.