Annabeth Chase fought her way through the busy streets of Manhattan. Her blonde, wavy hair bounced around, her heels clinking the pavement and her skirt flowing with each step she took.
'I'll kill him,' she thought, her grey eyes murderous. 'I'll kill that cheating bastard!'
She stormed her way through until she reached Hermes' Deliveries. She burst through the front door, the bell jingling as she slammed it shut.
"Luke!" She hollered. "Where are you?"
A second later, a man with shaggy blonde hair, electrifying blue eyes, wearing a formal suit came out. When he saw Annabeth, he was shocked.
"A-Annabeth? What are you doing here?" He asked.
"What I want to know," she slammed a magazine onto his desk, "is this!"
Luke looked at the magazine to find him snogging a girl with black hair in a pixie cut. He almost choked on his own spit.
"Who. The. Hell. Is. This?" Annabeth growled, crossing her arms.
"Uh... Well... Um..."
"Who is she, Luke?"
"I'm sorry," Luke muttered.
Annabeth's eyes brimmed with tears. She stormed out of Hermes' Deliveries without another word.
"Wait - Annabeth!"
Annabeth continued to storm out. As she made her way out, she bumped into a raven haired boy. He had the most luscious sea-green eyes, with perfectly tan skin - not too tan, just perfect.
"Sorry," he mumbled, rushing out of her direction. She stared at his retreating back.
'Whoa,' Annabeth thought. 'Who was that?'
Yay, Percy's here! This is my first time writing non-demigod life, so it's sorta weird, but I hope you enjoyed it!
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