Hey you guys! This is my second story and I hope it comes out much better than my first. I just moved to Las Vegas and seeing all the bars and clubs on the strip just made me think of this. I hope you enjoy! Please let me know what y'all think about it and if I should continue(:

BTW, this is AU none of the Characters are Demigods or Gods. Also Annabeth and Percy are most likely going to be OC. Soooo yeah! Just wanted to clear that up.

DISCLAIMER: I OWN NOTHING MENTIOND IN THIS STORY. DONT SUE ME(:

Annabeths POV:

It was about 12:15pm when I got to work. I was early as usual, so I went to the back to change into my bar tenders outfit. I work on the Strip of Las Vegas as a bar tender. For my bar tenders outfit I have to wear tight black spandex shorts with a tiny black tank top that goes to my belly button, it's also spandex. It can be super uncomfortable at times but you get used to it. I know my job seems a little slutty but it's not. I've met a lot of great people bar tending. A lot of drunk people but still really great people. This is not what I imagined myself doing when I grew up, not at all. I don't have a problem with it though. I make good money. Well enough money for me, myself, and I to live off of. I'm comfortable and happy. That's all I could ever ask for.

After changing and doing my hair and makeup (which was just mascara, I'm not really into the whole makeup thing) I went to the front bar to start my shift. I cleaned the bar counters and started to tend to the few people that were here. Most of them were in here for some type of bad reason. Either they just got fired, dumped, or the saddest, they were alcoholics. I felt bad for them, each and every one of them. Being a bar tender you learn to judge people pretty well. But I guess that's not always a good thing. 30 minutes went by with ease. Most of the people had left, so it was just me and some women named Jane. Her husband had cheated on her – with the babysitter who was only 20 years old. That has to suck big time I thought as I poured her more vodka.

But then he came in. I had never seen anybody more handsome in my life. And I live in Vegas. There's a lot of hot guys in Vegas. He had these gorgeous sea green eyes. And the most beautiful jet black hair that was perfectly messy. I almost had the urge to run my hands through it. He had a suit on which made him look classy but his face – his face was filled with loneliness and sadness. He looked like a lost puppy.

He walked to one of the stools to the far right, took his jacket off and hung it on the chair. Then after sitting he loosened his tie. Gods this guy looked so sad with his head in his hands. I wanted to hug him and tell him everything was going to be alright. That whatever he was going through I would help him.

So that's where I am now. Staring at the gorgeous guy in the corner day dreaming. I could have stayed like that all day but the women Jane brought me back to planet earth.

"Thanks Annabeth for all your help, and for listening to me" she half-heartedly smiled.

"No problem Jane I'm happy to help you. Do you need me to call you a cab? You look pretty drunk to me" I laughed trying to lighten the mood.

"No I'll walk" she said and then walked out the door. I guess she didn't think it was funny.

Great now it's just me and this total hot guy.

I walked over to him and put on my best smile. Maybe I could make him feel better.

"Hi my name is Annabeth. Can I get you something?"

He looked up at me with his sea green eyes and let out a small laugh.

"Annabeth have you ever been so hurt and embarrassed you just want to crawl under a rock a die?"

Goodness what happened to this guy? I thought for a second to answer his questioned.

I looked at him and said "Many times, more than I would like to admit." He smiled and looked back down.

"Give me something for that then" he laughed again. His laugh was so – amazing. It was seriously the perfect laugh.

I smiled, "Tequila."

I walked to the other side of the bar to get his drink and then served it to him.

"Thanks."

"No problem."

He drank the shot and then put his hand out. " I'm Percy Jackson, it's very nice to meet you."

"Annabeth Chase, and you too." I said as I shook his hand.

We fell into a comfortable silence. I organized the bar as he circled the shot glass with his finger.

I turned around to look at him. I couldn't take it anymore. I didn't care if I was being nosey. I needed to know what happened to him. Why in the hell he was so sad.

"Can I guess?" I asked.

"Guess what?" he looked up confused.

I walked closer until I was standing right in front of him.

"It's just that – well you look like a put together type of guy. And you look pretty sad right now so I'm just wondering what could have happened to you to make you come to a bar at this time of day.I usually get the depressed alcoholics around this time. So what I'm asking is can I guess?"

He looked at me for as second and smiled.

"Sure."

I smiled back pleased. I was pretty good at this… game I guess you could say.

"I'm thinking either you just got fired from your very important business job. Or your having women issues."

"Bingo. Today I took off early to go surprise my girlfriend of three years to a very fancy and expensive diner date. But when I got home she was in the hot tub with our pool guy … naked."

I shook my head. How could girls do that to the men that loved them. The men that would take a bullet for them. I didn't get it.

"Well if makes you feel any better she sounds like a total bitch. And if you ever need someone to talk to I'm always here." I smiled.

"Thanks that means a lot. Can I get another shot?"

"Of course."

We sat there talking for about an hour. We talked about anything and everything. Everything from his childhood to his job to his bitch of a girlfriend. Which I found out was named Rachel. And he even asked me about everything. It felt like we had none each other for ever.

After a while we went into a comfortable silence and I started to work again. More people started to come in so I couldn't really talk to Percy as much. But I could feel his eyes on me. I hope to god that he was staring at me for me and not my body. Guys seemed to do that a lot, especially while I was dressed like this.

He got up and motioned for me to come his way.

"Yes Seaweed brain?" a new nickname I had for him.

"Can I have your number wise girl?"

Wow he gets over a girl fast I thought. Or maybe he just wants to be friends?

"It's just I like talking to you. You know? And your pretty much the coolest girl I've ever met in my life."

"Thanks. And yeah you can definitely have my number." I scribbled my number onto a napkin and gave it to him.

He put it in his pocket and smiled his dazzling smile. "I'll see you around."

"Yeah." I said as I bit my lip. He turned around and walked off.

Today was pretty interesting.

SO? Should I continue. I have a lot of ideas for this story. And if I offended anyone with all the alcoholic talk I didn't mean to. I've just heard if someone drinks a lot before noon I could mean there an alcoholic. Hope you enjoyed! REVIEW!

Peace out girl scouts(: