A/N: Hello there! So this is my first multi-chapter (hopefully) fic, so I'm sorry if it's a little rough... But please enjoy.

Of course, what better way was there to spend a summer vacation in California than scoping the beaches for that perfect summer girl? And well yes, he had to admit, maybe he didn't have the greatest shot in the world, but hey it was better than nothing!

With his mom sitting just behind him in a reclining red beach chair, he tried to make it a little farther from her, but before he got even ten feet away, he heard her voice over the roar the waves, "Perseus Jackson! Just where do you think you're going?" He felt his face rush with heat and he turned around and trudged slowly back to her, "I was just going to… uh… watch the surf competition." His mom pulled the sunglasses down from the bridge of her nose and gave him a relaxed smile, "Okay, Percy, just stay out of trouble." She waved him off.

Honestly, he loved his mom beyond anything. She was everything to him, but it was just that sometimes she liked to embarrass him at the worst moments. And right now, with the beach crawling with girls that he might be able to flirt with, he really didn't want to deal with it….

Percy could see the large white tent in the distance and the groups of people that mingled around the area. He joined the groups of people, but stayed with no one in particular.

They were all pretty interested in something else, maybe the surfing, but whatever it was he didn't seem to notice it. Then he heard his name, "Hey! Percy!" He turned in circles, checking over his shoulder more than once, until he finally saw Grover. His friend from high school. He had his hand around another girl's, to which Percy was happy to see it was Juniper.

He hugged his friend and nodded an acknowledgement to Juniper, "So how have you been?" His friend asked. Percy shrugged, "Not much. What brings you to this competition?"

"Just enjoying the surfing… okay well not really. I don't understand half of it." Grover conceded.

An awkward silence grew over the group and Percy just nodded his head praying that someone would bring up another topic, "So…" Percy started, but soon began to cough and pant for air. It felt like someone had just squeezed all of the air out of his lungs. He bent over trying to (hopefully) get even more oxygen, but he felt a sharper part of something dig into his side.

He heard someone gasp and mutter something, "Oh my God! Are you okay, man?" Grover asked sitting on the ground. A pretty blonde came into his eyesight. She looked freaked out, "Oh God! Are you okay?" She put a hand on his hunched shoulders. He didn't even look up from the ground before he replied, "Would you be okay if you got smacked with a surfboard?" She flinched and pulled her hand away. She muttered something, but it went unnoticed by Percy.

He could now feel the heat in his side ripping and he closed his eyes to wince in pain, "I am so sorry! What can I get you?" Finally Percy lifted his gaze and was met with a very, very pretty blonde. At first he was a little star struck, but with another bout of pain, he was brought back around.

She noted this and tentatively wrapped her arm around his waist, being careful to steer clear of the aching area. She took him to the first aid tent then called to one of the girls helping out there, "Thalia, can I get a bag of ice over here?" Her petite framed friend came over to judge the situation, "Oh what did you do this time, Percy?" She asked when she caught sight of his face.

"You know him?" the girl who had hurt him asked. Thalia shrugged, "Distant relatives, something like that. I really don't pay attention to that family stuff."

"Annabeth!" She turned away from the bed he was lying on and faced another man. He was much older than her, and Percy guessed was her dad, "They're awarding now." She made a face of annoyance quickly then wiped it clean off and followed him out of the tent.

Thalia appeared by his side again, and shoved a bag of ice at him, "Who was that?"

"Oh no, don't you dare get any ideas about her, Percy."

"I'm not! I'm just curious!" She mocked him before answering the question, "Annabeth Chase, my friend." She said with a stern look.

He cringed when he took the melting ice bag off of his side and saw the nasty purple bruise that was already beginning to form.

"Thalia! Thalia! Guess what!" Annabeth was absolutely giddy and wore one of the brightest smiles he had ever seen, "I got second in my age bracket! Amazing, right?!" Thalia just waved it off after offering a congratulatory remark.

Then Annabeth turned to Percy and saw him attempting to remove himself from the medic table, "Oh no you don't. Get back up there." She pointed to the table.

"But I'm fine!" He fought back. She gave him the same stern look that Thalia had given him not more than fifteen minutes ago, "Fine, I'm going!"

Once he was situated on the table, she held out her hand, "I do not believe I have introduced myself, I am Annabeth Chase."

"Percy Jackson." He shook her hand.

"Is there anything I could do to make this situation better?" She pointed to his side and attempted to hide her disgust at the bruise.

"I'm afraid there is nothing that can be done, Miss Chase." He said in an all-too dramatic voice.

"Such a shame, too. I was going to see if you wanted to come to a bonfire tonight… Oh well…" She shrugged her shoulders. He looked up at her, his interest sparked again, "A bonfire? I mean if you insist…" He said again with a teasing edge to his voice. She smiled, "I do insist."

"I'll be there."

"Cool. Ten o'clock tonight. This beach. I'll see you there." She said before turning to walk out of the tent again.

A/N: So I'm not going to try to pester for reviews, but it would be great just to get some constructive criticism on it and whether or not I should continue to the next chapter! Thanks again for reading!

-Swimmy