A/N: Percy and Annabeth are juniors at NYU. Written in Percy's POV.
Setting: Their dorm, 6:30 pm, Saturday.
Annabeth was sitting at her desk, studying for the 18th hour in a row. Finals were coming, and she was not getting anything under an A. I, however, was worried about her. She studied every day after classes ended and weekends studying. I don't think she even eats most of the time. That night, I was going to my mom's birthday "party" (if you call cake and hours of baby videos of me a party). I was about to leave, so I asked Annabeth if she wanted to come.
"Can't. Gotta study." She said without looking up from her books.
At that point I just lost it. I grabbed her by the arm and pulled her out of the chair. "No, no more studying. Look at you, your exhausted. When I get back, you better be asleep, alright?"
Annabeth shook her head. "Percy I-"
"Alright?" I repeated.
"Fine." She mumbled.
I let go of her arm. "Good." She trudged over to her bed and layed down. I turned to leave. "Have a nice . . ." I turned around and saw that she was fast asleep. I smiled and left.