Hello, everyone! I'm so excited! This is my very first fanfic. Please review! Flames, criticism – it's all welcome! I hope you enjoy!

Summary: Basically, this is my version of how Percy asks Annabeth out. You know, without the kiss at the end of TLO – pretty much my version of those last few chapters.

Disclaimer: I do not own Percy Jackson & the Olympians.

**However! I did use my own OC – Juliet, daughter of Aphrodite. Because I do own her, you'll probably be seeing her a lot in future stories, as the same person, maybe even saying the same words because it's mine and I'll do what I want with it. :P

Annabeth's POV

I stepped out of the car and glanced up at our destination. My heels clicked against the pavement as I walked across the parking lot towards the entrance. I looked up at the LCD light display; it read Athena's Grace. Percy wrapped his arm around my waist. "Ready?" he asked, leaning over to kiss my temple. "Yeah," I said, resting my head on his shoulder, "Let's go."

"Wow, I can't believe it's actually our first wedding anniversary." I said as we sat down. "Yeah," Percy agreed, nodding his head, "To think we've been dating for six years, and now we're married. It's great." I sighed as I looked around. A slight feeling of déjà vu came over me.

It started when I saw the name outside. "Huh," Percy said looking around and taking in his surroundings, "This place seems vaguely familiar. Do you remember this place?" He looked at me expectantly, as if he'd set this up on purpose and was waiting for me to piece it all together. I continued to look around, and then it dawned on me. "Yeah, I remember this place," I said as the memories came flooding back to me . . .

I sat cross-legged on my bed exploring the laptop Daedelus had given me. I glanced up from the design program I had open on my screen to look at the empty bunks around me. Technically, I was supposed to be at archery with the rest of my cabin, but Chiron had agreed to excuse me from some classes to work on designs for my mom. Just then, I heard a soft knock on the door. "Umm….. Annabeth?" Percy stuck his head in the doorway. He must have just come from the arena because his hair was an adorable tangled black mess and there were beads of sweat on his forehead. Most girls would be grossed out by that, but I'm realistic enough to know that sweating is normal. Besides, he looked cute with damp locks of hair hanging in his sparkling sea-green eyes.

"I wanted to, uh, ask you something." He came into the cabin and leaned against my bunk. "Sure," I said closing my laptop and scooting closer to him, "What's up?" "I was wondering if…" he faltered as his cheeks flushed red. He shifted his weight and looked up a bit helplessly as he tried to decide how to phrase his question. He was so cute sometimes when he didn't know what to say. I almost wanted to stay quiet and let him figure it out. But I kind of felt bad, so I decided to help him out.

"So what do you want to ask me?" He glanced out the window then brought his gaze back to me. "There's this new place on the corner of 5th Ave and 42nd and I wanted to know if you wanted to go check it out." The moment started to lighten up but, of course, I just had to ruin it by asking, "Wait, like on a… date?" It came out sounding harsher than I intended it to. I stammered to fix my mistake. "I-I mean, not th-that I don't wa-want to go on a d-date with you, its just, just I wanted to know i-if that's what y-you, you know… meant." The blush that had started to fade quickly returned to his face as a vibrant scarlet red.

He rubbed the back of his neck. "Umm… yeah. Th-that's what I meant, unless you don't - " "No, no!" I said a little too quickly, "I want to. When?" A look of relief replaced the redness on his face. "I was thinking this Saturday at 7:30-ish. Sound good?" "Yes, yes, sounds perfect." I tried batting my eyelashes for good measure, but it must have looked more like an eye twitch because he gave me a funny look. "Ok, cool… see you then?" "Umm yeah, sure, yeah." He nodded and started to walk out. Then a thought occurred to me. "Wait!" I called after him, "What's the place called?" He turned. "Oh, it's called Athena's Grace. It has a Greek theme." I nodded and he left, closing the door softly behind him.

Ok, now that I knew what the place was called I could Google it and learn more about the food, its reviews, and all that good stuff only a daughter of Athena would want to know.

Oh my gods - what will I wear?

pAgEbReAk

I rummaged through my closet and shook my head. I did own a few dresses but I'd never brought them to camp. They were sitting in the back of my closet, back home in California I decided that desperate times called for desperate measures. I picked up my phone and quickly put in a seven digit number. I waited until I heard a cheerful, peppy, "Hello?" "Juliet? Umm, do you think you could help me with something?"

I took a deep breath and knocked on the door of the Aphrodite cabin.

The door flung open. "Annabeth!" As soon as I heard my name on her lips, I immediately regretted the whole thing. Juliet had just come to camp not so long ago. She had a small petite frame, but her short height did not limit her beauty. She had light caramel colored hair that cascaded down her shoulders and curled around her face. Her eyes were a crisp sky blue, perfectly complementing her cream complexion.

She smiled at me mischievously. "Welcome, Annabeth, to the Aphrodite cabin. Shall we get started?" It sounded more like she was saying "Welcome to your doom." She gestured inside to a line of her siblings, waiting with beauty tools, or as I like to call them, torture tools, grinning from ear to ear. Uh-oh, what did I just get myself into?

"No, no, NO! What? I don't even know what that is! I'm going on a date, not to the prom!" I exclaimed as Juliet's torture minions showed me ball gown after ball gown. "Ohhhhh," she said, faking surprise, "You wanted a casual dress; for a date, not the royal ball." She turned to one of her sisters. "I was wondering why the fairy godmother wasn't here yet." Finally, she pulled out a beautiful blue dress. "His favorite color's blue, right?" She asked as she pulled it off the hangar. I nodded and went into the bathroom to try it on. It was almost as if the dress was made for me; it fit perfectly. It was simple, yet elegant. It came in at my waist and then flowed out in a swishy skirt. "Oh my gods!" Juliet squealed as I walked out, "Its perfect, you have to wear that one!" I had to agree with her. "Now," she said, taking my hand and leading me over to a chair, "Let's get your hair and makeup all figured out."

Her team of 'stylists' swarmed me like bees to honey. I did my best to ignore the pain and put up with the Aphrodite cabin for the next three hours.

PaGeBrEaK

I paced around my cabin waiting for him to come. As I waited I kept smoothing out my skirt, reaching up to fix my hair, and walking around in the heels without making it look too clumsy. Finally, the knock came at the door. I opened it to see Percy standing in front of me. He looked . . . whoa. I wouldn't say he was very dressed up, but it was definitely more dressed up that I had ever seen him before. He was in dark jeans and a button down. It was casually opened to reveal a t-shirt underneath. His sleeves were rolled up and he was wearing black high-top converse. I smiled at what seemed to be his failed attempt to style his hair. His dark locks were strewn all over the place, with bits of gel clinging to it. Nonetheless, he looked good. No – he looked amazing.

I looked up at him, "You're five minutes late." I said trying to sound annoyed. He smiled and said; "Actually, I'm five minutes fashionably late!" I rolled my eyes. "Late is late," I grumbled, and his smile widened. "Ready to go?" he said with a lopsided grin. I nodded, trying not to swoon at his smile, and grabbed my purse. I started to walk towards him, but tripped over my own feet and fell into his arms. Not only could I not walk in heels, this pair happened to be too big. "You're not going to make this easy for me, huh?" He teased. I blushed furiously but tried to hide it with a sly smile.

"I am never, ever going to make things easy for you Seaweed Brain. Get used to it."

A/N: So what did you think? Review, review, review! Depending on the feedback, I may continue this story in Percy's POV or even the actual date. Who knows? But if you want that, it's all up to you and your reviews.

- Gacbravepromise (or just Promise)