Annabeth Chase had no clue where she was going. It was raining, ahd she had no umbrella. The road next to her was abandoned, except for a small coffee shop that she bolted into, crashing into a tall figure.

" Oh my god! I'm so sorry. Let me help you..." Annabeth looked up, and in front of her she saw a god.

The man had shaggy hair that fell in front of his eyes, which were the most caprivating things she had ever seen. They were a sea green, sparkling with annoyance at the time. His body was lean and chisled.

"Yeah, you should be," he said, snapping Annabeth away from her fantasies. "You got water all over me. Now what's my girlfeiend gonna think?"

Annabeth was appalled. "Excuse me? It's raining outside, asshole. I feel bad for the poor girl who has to put up with your face 24/7." She snapped.

"I'm Percy Jackson," he said with an air of finality, as if it would fix everything.

"So? Who's that? Some dead guy?" Annabeth said.

Percy just smirked, and left the building.

Annabeth was furious. Who did he think he was, the president? She stormed through her house, immediately going to her computer and typing Percy Jackson in the search engine.

She scrolled down to the most recent result, and clicked. After reading the page, she could only think, Oh shit.

Percy Jackson was a multimillionaire, and Annabeth was shocked of how she hadnt heard of him. He had created a shipping and export company that made him millions, and yet he donated half of it to a association called Help The Children. He was dating the president's daughter, Rachel Dare. He was a senior at Hoode High Shool, like her. And she had insulted him.

Annabeth felt sick. She called her best friend, Thalia Grace and imformed her of the situation. Once she was done, Thalia had promptly hung up and texted her, I will not associate with a dead man.

Annabeth was all alone. And she had school tomorrow.

Hey guys! Yeah I know I should probably stop creating stories and start updating them, but who cares? You do? Oh.

So next story I update will probably be Always Expect the Unexpected, if I feel like it. Or maybe What Did I Ever Do? So see you by next week!

Hi.

(My authors note left me at 399 words, so I said hi.)