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1. This is an AU, that means no demigods, no Gods and other Greek/Roman Mythology stuff.
2. I usually update on Saturdays but if I get more than ten reviews, I would upate on Wednesdays.
3. I am a girl.
4. I don't own Percy Jackson & the Olympians *pouts*
5. Hope you enjoy this!
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Chapter One: The start of the Pervert and his target
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Age: 12
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Percy
"Prat," Annabeth huffed as she sat next to me cross-legged on the grass of my backyard.
I rolled my eyes and wrapped an arm around her. The summer breeze blew on our hair and clothes and I grin at her.
"Why's that?" I inquire her innocently, knowing full well what I had just done to her only minutes before.
She narrowed her eyes at me as she turned around to face me. Her lips were pursed in a mixture of annoyance and anger and I almost shrank away from her stormy eyes.
Almost.
Because grown men (at the age of twelve) do not cringe or avoid eye contact whenever a girl gives them the look. It's just not manly.
"Don't play dumb with me, Percy," she snapped at me. She jabbed a finger at my chest and I jerked back from the gesture as she continued to speak. "I can't believe that you painted the tips of all my pencils and pens with clear nail polish so they won't write!"
I placed my hand over my chest in mock hurt. "What makes you think that, Chase?"
She pushed me to the ground, her hands clutching my shoulders as her legs were on either side of me. Her hair was in a loose ponytail and lost strands of her hair were hanging down as she glared at me.
"Perhaps it has something to do with the fact that the sides of my utensils were marked with blue frosting, something that you ate only minutes before."
A smirk came on my face as I looked up at her. "You caught me," I said, winking. "Now can you please get off me? My manhood is gone because you, a girl, just brought me down."
Annabeth rolled her eyes but complied, sticking out a hand for me to hold on to. I grabbed it thankfully and she pulled me up. We stood in front of each other, standing in awkward silence when an idea suddenly hit me.
"Water balloon war?" I asked her, wiggling my eyebrows.
She thought about it for a few seconds before meeting my gaze along with a smile. "Sure, why not? It's getting pretty hot."
I grinned. "Great."
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"PERSEUS JACKSON, I'M GOING TO SKEWER YOU!"
I laughed as I ran from a war-crying Annabeth. She chased me down, throwing a water balloon at me. I ducked my head but it still landed on me and I was drenched. Shaking the water out of my hair, I continued running away from her, tripping in the process.
She collided with me and we both landed on the ground with a loud thud. We faced each other, bodies only inches away. We propped our arms so our upper arms rested on the ground, the palm of our hands cradling our heads.
"Still mad?" I ask her, a teasing look on my face.
"Of course," she said stubbornly. "You got my whole entire body wet from the balloons."
"Well, that's the whole point. It's hot outside and it's the most fun way to cool down," I pointed out to her.
Annabeth rolled her eyes. "Stupid Seaweed Brain," she said exasperatedly. "I didn't plan to get wet that much and you cheated!" She accused me. "Throwing a bucket of water is not part of the water balloon war!"
My face putted on an expression of affront at her accusation.
"Well, that goes to show how deep your loyalty for me is," I sniffed in mock disdain. I turn my head away from her as I made my point. "I'm not talking to you anymore for I am holding a grudge against you."
Annabeth laughed. "You're so dramatic."
A smile appeared on my face as I looked back at her. "Yeah. You're right. Aren't you always?" I winked at her.
She smirked back and got up, towering above me. "I smell some of your mom's chocolate chip cookies from your kitchen." She raised an eyebrow. "Shall we?"
I laughed and got up also, standing by her side. "We shall," I said playfully. I held out my hand for Annabeth to hold onto. "Come on," I told her.
She slipped her hand into mine and we walked back to my house, the warm sun beating down on us like no tomorrow. And then, my head turned a bit to see her covered in sunshine and my jaw slackened a bit as her hair glowed a bit. For some reason, my heart started pounding and I felt my stomach contract. She felt me staring at her and she turned her head, looking at me.
"What?" She asked coolly.
I swallowed deeply and turned my face away, my face turning a little red. "Nothing," I choked out.
She raised an eyebrow at me skeptically. "You sure?"
"Of course. But I think you should know something," I told her.
"What?"
"You should be careful what you wear, polka dots." I winked at her and ran ahead, leaving her behind.
When I looked back, I saw her look down at her wet, now see-through shirt before snapping her head up at me, eyes blazing.
"PERVERT!"
She chased after me as I laughed hysterically.
"HOW DARE YOU VIOLATE MY BODY LIKE THAT!?" She shouted furiously after me.
"It's not my fault I can see your polka dotted bra through your shirt!" I called back.
"WAIT UNTIL I GET YOU!"
Inside the kitchen.
Sally Jackson looked up at the sound of Annabeth's voice shouting at her son. Her eyes looked through the kitchen window as she put the tray of baked cookies on the counter and she smiled at the sight that lay before her. Annabeth was chasing after Percy with her shouting furiously while he laughed.
Sally shook her head, a small smile playing on her lips. She looked down at her cookies and quietly said,
"They'll make a great couple."
She sighed to herself.
"Time for matchmaking."
She looked through the window once more to be greeted by the sight of Annabeth tackling her son to the ground, the sun shining behind them.
"Yep, the greatest couple that ever lived," she repeated, a mischievous twinkle forming in her eyes.
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