Percy and Annabeth go to different high schools. What happens when a stubborn idiot sets his eyes on the daughter of Athena? And what happens to his pride?

*Credit to EcoliO157H7 and Rick Riordan

Zack pov. (If my writing comes off as perverted, keep in mind that I'm writing from the perspective of a pervert)

My name is Zack. Which is, obviously a plain name. However, there is nothing else about me that can even remotely be described as "plain".

As captain of the football team, I am by default tragically, smoking hot and strong. I rule over my kingdom that is known as McHenry High. All of my loyal subjects are utterly devout to pleasing their leader, and they do so with great earnest.

I have all of everything I could ever want. That is, except one minor annoyance; Annabeth Chase.

That girl is one fine specimen. She has long golden hair naturally curled like a princess', a perfect tan, a big attitude, and curves in all the right places. There's just one part of her that ruins the image. Her eyes are a piercing stormy gray, and come across as threatening and fierce. Maybe when we start dating I can get her to wear contacts.

Anyway, she's the one girl in probably the entire school who hides her feelings for me. Every time some lowlife wannabe asks her out on a date, she always declines with the excuse that she has a boyfriend. I know she must be waiting for me.

When I simply can't stand the thought of how perfect we are for each other, I decide to make my move.

Before the bell rings, I corner her in the empty hallway, with my posse close and ready to celebrate another victory.

"Hey babe," I say in my most charming voice. "What do you say you come over to my place tonight? We could...study."

Her gray eyes flashed with unearthly anger and disgust. Then she lifted her foot and delivered a swift kick to the place between my legs, while simultaneously twisting my arm back and slamming me against the lockers.

She leaned in, and whispered in a voice as soft as spider's silk; "Life is great, Zack. You should get one."

She shoved me to the ground and stormed off to class, while I lay curled in a fetal position and in extreme pain.

"Feisty." I managed.

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The next day, me and my buddies were out behind the school smoking weed, when a heavenly blue Lamborghini pulled up and parked. The windows were tinted so that we couldn't see inside, but that didn't matter because just then, the door opened.

Out of the passenger side, stepped the divine beauty that was Annabeth Chase.

I nudged my buddy next to me. "Third time's the charm, eh?" (Obviously this idiot can't count) My friends all had grins on their faces, and one of them whispered; "Go get her Zacky boy! Show that chick who's boss!"

I slipped off the wall and made my way over to Annabeth who was busy closing the car door. As soon as she turned around, I looped my arm around her waist and pulled her close.

"Hey baby," I purred. "I like your ride. How about you ride me like that tonight?"

Before she even had a chance to agree to my amazing offer, we were ripped apart. How rude!

I was about to voice my objections when I felt myself being lifted off the ground. When I regained my bearings, I found myself staring into the most brilliant eyes I had ever seen. They were the color of a churning Caribbean Sea, right before the hurricane hits.

And the guy they belonged to was even more astonishing. He was taller than me by at least two inches, and had tousled raven-black hair. His skin was so perfectly tan that I wondered if he spent every ounce of his free time getting it just right. He was muscular, no doubt, but not to the point where he appeared to be an over obsessive body builder. In fact, he was fairly lean, and yet somehow still able to lift me an entire six inches off the ground. All in all, he was way hotter, and way stronger than me.

He seagreen eyes flashed in smoldering anger and his lips were pressed into a thin line. "Were you hitting on Annabeth?" He demanded. His voice was like the quiet before the storm.

I managed to choke out something like, "Uhm, urk ugh."

I looked to Annabeth for help. Who did this guy think he was anyway? He was ruining our chances together!

But instead of hatred for him, her eyes directed the anger towards me.

"He was gonna try." Annabeth spat. She pulled back and plunged her fist into my gut.

If it weren't for the guy's iron-like grip on my throat, I probably would have emptied last night's round of beer onto the pavement.

"Stay away from her." The guy snapped. He then dropped me onto the ground; gasping like a landed fish for air as I fell to my knees.

Through my blurred vision, I could see Annabeth take the guy's hand, whispering something like, "Thanks Seaweed Brain."

And I never bothered Annabeth again.

A/N:

Hey guys! So, tell me what you think! Obviously this is my first fic, (however not my first story) and I just would like for you to keep in mind that the reason it's so choppy, is because I want to emphasize the fact that Zack is a total idiot and can't write a simple story to save his life.

Please let me know if you've got any cute oneshot ideas for this fic in the reviews. Your support is appreciated!

Over and out!

-Amy