Hi. So, it's been a very long-ish time and I have reasons. It's because I mainly write on wattpad…

So, I got a new (To me) laptop. It's not technically a laptop. It's a Surface, if you know what that is. It was my sister's before she went to Alabama for a year and a half, so it's mine for the time being. It's halfway broken and probably won't make it until she gets back. She has a really old version of MS Word installed so I'm still figuring out the details.. Of course, I can just get on the family computer and write on there, but this I can do in the comfort of my own bed. So I chose this. And right after I write this chapter I'm going to go and watch Netflix. Enjoy

Chapter One- Iced Coffee

Percy was very impatient. It was five minutes until Starbucks closed and he could go home. He had just finished ringing up what he thought would be the last customer of the day when a girl walked in. His heart skipped a beat.

He thought this was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. Her tan skin, her perfect blond curls. But what intrigued him the most was her stormy grey eyes, like storm clouds brewing on a rainy day. Her smile lighting up the entire room. She walked toward him.

"Hi, can I get an iced coffee, please?" She asked. Percy blanked.

"Um… hello?" She waved a hand in front of his face, bringing him back to reality.

"Yes, sorry, an iced coffee with milk, you said?" Percy asked nervously.'

"No milk, actually, is what I said."

"Yeah, sorry, I'll get that. You're total is five dollars." Percy turned around so he could make the coffee, and scold himself silently for being such a doofus.

When he was done, he flipped back around with the coffee in his hand, spilling it all over himself.

"Come on." Percy muttered.

"Let me help you." The girl said, walking around the counter.

"Y-you aren't supposed to be back here." Percy stuttered. The girl rolled her eyes and grabbed a paper towel. She bent down next to him and began to clean up the mess. Percy did the same.

He stopped, blushing at the thought of asking her out.

"What?" she asked, turning to Percy.

"N-nothing" Percy said.

"Tell me." She demanded.

"O-okay. Um, I think you're really cute, and I don't know if you're a jerk, Not that you would be, it's just girls that I think are cute turn out to be kind of mean and reject me before I even ask them out, probably because I do this before I even-" Percy tried to control himself, but the girl interrupted.

"I am not a jerk. At least I don't think I am. And I think you are cute, too, Percy.' She said.

"How do you know my name?" Percy asked. She pointed to a rectangular sticker on his apron.

"Name tag." Percy nodded.

"What's your name?" Percy asked.

The girl turned to him, dropping her paper towel. "Annabeth. Annabeth Chase."