Chapter 1:

-Annabeth-

Through the haze of sleep, Annabeth could make out the sound of her alarm clock's insistent beeping and groaned into her pillow. She reached out a hand in the darkness and groped blindly around for the snooze button. Unfortunately, she was unsuccessful at finding the button as well as managed to knock the entire alarm clock of the dresser. Annabeth cursed at that, mumbling about having to buy a new alarm clock as she lazily got up to a sitting position. She ran a hand through her bedraggled curls and picked her glasses, which had also fallen off the table along with the alarm clock, of the floor. She rubbed the lenses with the edge of her cami and put them on. Her tiny studio apartment became clearer as she reached under her pillow to pull out her phone.

"Shit", she cursed under her breath as she noticed the time.

Her first class was in 45 minutes and she lived a good 30 minute walk away from campus. Annabeth stumbled out of bed and made her way to her cramped bathroom, brushing her teeth quickly and splashed her face with water. She threw on a grey cold shoulder top, tied a red flannel shirt around her waist, tugged on a pair of black ripped skinny jeans and pulled her black beanie over her blond hair. She ran around her room, picking up anything she needed for her classes, her computer, her house keys and her phone and tucked them into her brown satchel. She laced up her black combat boots and ran to the stairs leading out of her apartment building, slamming the door behind her. As she ran to campus she had one thought racing through her head, "Piper's going to kill me."

-Percy-

"Enjoy your coffee," Percy stuttered while handing a cup of black coffee to the lady in-front of him as he awkwardly scratched the back of his neck. She smiled, accepted her coffee and slipped a tip towards him. Percy smiled to himself and snuck the change into his apron pocket.

"I saw that." Percy rolled his eyes and turned to face one of his best friends, Jason Grace.

"Saw what, Grace?", Percy asked innocently.

"Don't pull the innocent act on me," Jason said with a smirk. "That lady tipped you $15 bucks and you aren't going to share with your good pal Jason?"

"Nope," Percy said, popping the "P", "Get your own tips."

Jason pouted and said, "Well, since you decided not to share," Jason took Percy by the shoulders and pushed him towards the counter, "You get counter duty."

"Come on man," Percy whined, "That isn't fair." Percy was a very socially awkward person; he hated interacting with strangers. It wasn't his fault, whenever he talked to new people he felt a sinking weight in his chest, he lost the ability to form coherent sentences and his voice grew increasingly quiet. Jason shrugged and whistled towards the coffee machine. Percy sighed and faced towards the counter, praying someone wasn't going to walk through the shop's doors anytime soon. Unfortunately, his prayers remained unanswered as a blond girl rushed through the glass doors, almost knocking the little bell over door of the wall. For a minute, Percy forgot how to breathe as his breath hitched in his throat. This girl was stunning. Dressed in a simple gray top and ripped jeans, her blond hair curl down her back with a few strands tucked behind one ear. A pair of black glasses nestled on the bridge of her nose and a black beanie sat on the top of her head.

She looks like a princess, Percy thought, or an angel. Or both.

And this blond princess-angel-goddess was walking right to him. Percy ran a hand through his raven-black hair nervously as she stood in-front of him.

"H-h-hi," he finally managed to let out, "Welcome t-t-to St-tarbucks. M-may I t-take y-your order?"

Being face-to-face with her he got a good look at her face; lush lips, a cute button nose, and a few freckles dusting her nose. But the biggest feature were her eyes; piercing gray, like storm clouds, calculating and a bit intimidating, as if she were looking through his soul. Normally if Percy ever saw someone with eyes like those he would back away or be slightly scared. But, on her, it made her seem more attractive, if that was humanly possible. He was brought out of his thoughts by her voice.

"Yes, I would like a caramel latte, extra whipped cream, and one coffee, two sugars no milk," she said after scanning the menu. Percy nodded silently, wrote her order on a post-it note and stuck it to the coffee machine for Jason to prepare. "That." The word came out as a squeak. Percy cleared his throat, took a deep breath and stayed again, "That would be $9.50."

The girl cocked an eyebrow. "You have got to be joking? That price for a few coffee beans thrown in a machine then sprinkle with whip cream. I could get that same thing for a couple bucks from my local corner store."

Percy wasn't surprised. It was normal for people to complain about the prices. So, he replied the pre-planned response to those people, albeit a little shaky, "Um..Miss, see this is a well known establishment. We strive to give our customers the best quality coffee, and the price is just a shortcoming for it. I'm sorry for the inconvenience." This was usually the part where the customer just sighed, nodded and handed the bills. But, apparently this girl didn't get the memo.

"Excuse me? You call this crap 'quality", the girl snapped, "Please, I could get better service from a rat."

Percy was beginning to get quite pissed with this girl now. Who does she think she is..he thought to himself. He took a deep breath and said, "Listen Miss.."

"I'll prefer you call me Annabeth," she said, eyes narrowed.

"Alright Annabeth," Percy hissed, emphasizing on her name, "If you don't like the price of our coffee either just get out, or suck it up and pay."

Annabeth steeled her eyes, then took out her wallet and threw a couple bucks at his face. "There," she spat in his face. Okay, now Percy was pissed at this girl. Jason tapped him on the shoulder and handed him the drinks, smirking. Percy took them angrily and passed them to the girl. "Hope you enjoy the coffee," he said, sarcasm evident, "And come back soon."

"If the coffee is any good, maybe," she said nonchalantly, as she walked out, sipping her latte, leaving behind a steaming Percy.

~Authors Note~

Well...that wraps up the first chapter! Sorry if it sucks, this is my first actual story that I'm publishing. Tune in next time for more "quality" content. Will Percy blow his top? Will Annabeth come back? How does Piper and Jason fit into all this? What is the point of this story? I don't know. Well bye bye.