Haha, jokes. This is the shit which comes into existence when I am bored, hyper, and eating Oreos!:P at 12:00 am

Btw, how come emo doesn't count as a category?

Prologue

Annabeth POV

I sat in my dorm room, crying. What was I thinking, had I gone crazy? All I knew was that I was going to murder her in her sleep, a very slow, painful death, so I could watch her suffer and fear me. I vow this will happen before I die. It is possibly is the best plan I ever thought of. Perhaps I should explain.

Chapter 1

His arms were around my waist, and I was in heaven. The chill of the fall night caused my to shiver. I should of dressed more appropriately for the weather; stupid, stupid me. He draped his jacket over my shoulders, and the salt smell was intoxicating, and yet wonderful.

"You can open your eyes now Annabeth," he almost whispered. "Surprise!"

I opened my eyes and caught my breath. We we in Central Park, and there were three owls in cages.

"We are going to set them free." Percy said smoothly, his face beside mine. "Would you do the honours Wise Girl?"

"Seaweed Brain, this is so sweet of you!" I kissed him lightly on the cheek before walking to the first cage. I swiftly opened the cage, and the owl perched on my arm and nipped my ear affectionately, then took off into the sky.

I opened the other cages, and the birds flew off into the distance. It was beautiful.

Percy glanced at his watch. "I think I should get you back to boarding school before the dorm manager yells at me again."

I laughed. "I'm sure she already hates you."

Percy frowned a bit. "I was hoping the dorm manager and I would have a great friendship. She's the type of person I would spend a Saturday afternoon with."

My dorm manager is possibly the oldest, most strict person in the world. She has a HUGE mole on her face, which she insists is a beauty mark, and believe that boys will corrupt every girl's mind. I'd like to kick her in the shins.

Percy called up a cab, and we got inside, and Percy had his hand on my ass, and it all felt so perfect. That's when he slid out my yankee's baseball cap, and stared at it, amused. I tiny smile tugged at his lips.

"What!?" I finally asked him.

He smiled smoothly. "You know, it's a Friday."

"Yes..." I said impatiently. What was his point?

"So I really don't have to go back home till 12:00."

"Yes, but Mrs. Monagle makes me come back at 9:00, and you're not allowed inside."

He slipped the hat on his head and disappeared. "What if she couldn't see me?"

***

There is a strange thrill when you know you're doing something you shouldn't. I stepped out of the cab with Percy, and as soon as the cab driver was out of sight, Percy held on the hat.

"Here's how it's going to happen," I went through the plan, "I'll go in and greet Mrs. Monagle. She'll be pleased to know I came back early, but then say that I dropped my purse outside. That is when I'll come for you, and you'll come in with me. Don't take off the hat until we we are in the room, understand?"

Percy nodded his head eagerly. "If you come back outside and I'm gone, it means that I hate you, or that I was caught and forced to leave the premises. Bet on the second one."

He pulled me in and kissed me. And for a second I forgot about everything in the world.

Percy let go, and pointed at the curious girls who were looking down from their windows.

"We have an audience." I growled. "How lovely."

"We should smile and wave for our devoted fans Annabeth, not under appreciate." He said sarcastically. I slapped him playfully on the shoulder.

"And plan starts in three two one. Act like you're leaving." I ordered, and Percy obeyed.

As soon as I got inside I was flooded with questions and stuff I knew would be tomorrow's gossip.

"Annabeth, who is he?" one girl asked.

"My boyfriend." I replied.

"He's hot." one girl commented.

I was overwelmed with comments and stuff, and I wondered how long Percy would have to wait outside for.

I got in the elevator and was greeted by Casey and her posy, my boarding school enemy.

She smiled a bit. "So, who's that guy."

My eyes narrowed down as I stepped inside the elevator. "My boyfriend."

She smiled slyly. "It would seem that he could do way better than you. He's hot."

"Ha."

"I mean, I think he'd rather get into my pants. Shall we go talk to him girls?"

Her friends nod like an army of clones. I want to put them through everything I've been through, and see how they would cry. I want to put them at the face of death and watch them shy away from the challenge. I want to see all of them fear me. Instead their vision of crisis is not being able to straighten their hair.

"Well, good luck with that!" I say with mock cheerfulness, and I stepped out onto my floor. Mrs. Monagle was right there.

"Annabeth Chase. On time, but you should go straight to bed!"

"Why?" I asked innocently.

"Because you were caught with a boy on property. Now bed!"

I guessed that there was no point in even arguing with her. I went straight down the hall to were my room was. No Percy tonight. How would I tell him?

I went to knock on the door, and then I realized my roommate had already left for her cruise, so no worries. I opened the door then gasped.

Percy was lying on the floor.

"How...?" I couldn't complete the sentence. quickly closed the door and locked it. Percy got up to face me.

"I'm a ninja Annabeth!" He joked quietly, and I silenced him with a kiss. His hands were on my ass and my hands felt through his hair. He slowly, and not very skillfully, took of my sweater, which landed with a soft thud on the floor. I was working on his shirt.

We fell on a bed, and I was giggling a bit. My body pressed against his, and in that moment, everything just fit. It felt amazing, and I never wanted to stop. The moment was ruined by knocking.

Percy froze and he put his shirt back on, then pulled the cap over his head. I fixed my hair quickly and opened the door. Casey and co. had come to torment me.

"You know," Casey said slowly, "we never got to finish our conversation."

Casey walked into my room while the others stayed outside.

"I honestly thought we were finished." I said through gritted teeth.

"Well, you didn't quite explain why any guy would like a nerd like you."

"Maybe because he like me for who I am."

"Maybe he'll drop you as soon as he finds someone better."

She knocked some papers off of my desk.

"Oops!" she giggled.

"You can leave now." I growled.

"You haven't mention his name yet, and I wish to call him by his name."

Thinking quickly, I replied "Perry Johanson, so get the fuck out of my room!"

"Bad language!" Casey practically ran out of the room, and I was laughing to myself. I could see her looking through the Yellow Pages at all of the Johanson number, and recording all of them. The joy.

I locked the door again, and Percy took off the hat, smiling.

"I think you're a keeper." he grinned.

Overall, the worst thing ever thought up, but please still review with you're constructive critsism (in other words THIS SUCKS) because I love being told that!

Love anyone who reads this (as a friend of course).

Meow