Mkay this is my first story so please cut me a little slack. It's a rough draft because it seems that no matter how much editing I do, it never seems perfect. I rated it T just in case because I rather be safe than sorry! XD

Disclaimer: I don't own Percy Jackson & The Olympians: The Lighting Thief or any of the characters, lol but that sure would be awesome if I did. XD

Please tell me what ya think. All comments are appreciated.

It was a normal night for most people in New York, except for the kids of Lion Rock High School. Tonight was their school dance, though for two special kids, it was more important than usual. Tonight Annabeth hoped her best friend and secret crush would ask her to dance. For Percy, he was building up the courage to ask out the most beautiful and courageous girl he had ever met.

Percy started getting ready three hours before the dance. He, as usual, couldn't focus on the task at hand with his ADHD being worse than normal. Finally he managed to focus himself long enough to get changed from his swim trunks into his dry clothes and ran a comb quickly through his hair. He looked at his reflection and couldn't help feeling disappointed. His hair was still a mess and his clothes made him look so silly (in his opinion).

All of a sudden he heard chuckles from somewhere in his room. He looked around quickly and realized it wasn't in his room at all. Poseidon was watching his son with great amusement. Though the gods were not allowed to have direct contact with their children, they still spoke to them from time to time. Poseidon then proceeded to tell Percy he looked just fine and Annabeth would be happy no matter what he looked like. At this comment Percy couldn't help but turn red. He had never really shared with his parents (god or not) about his feeling for his best friend. He then quickly headed out, not wanting to be late.

Annabeth was in a much worse of a state than Percy. She was pacing her room trying to decide on what to wear. She didn't want to look like the tomboy she always seemed to be, because tonight was special. But she also didn't want to look really girly. No matter how hard she tried, the clothes in her closet all seemed to NOT be the right one (what girl hasn't experienced that one, right?). Finally she decided and slipped into what she planned to wear. Though it seemed a little out of character, she could deal for one night at least. After then spending hours on her hair, she set out to the dance.

Halfway there she realized it had already started. She was late to the dance and hoped it wouldn't be tooo bad…

As the gym in the school slowly started to fill, the music began playing and the lights started flashing disco over the floor. Everyone had arrived and were slowly filling the dance floor, dancing crazily to an upbeat song. Well, almost everyone was there. Percy stood in the corner, near the punch bowl and snacks on the long tables by the back wall, looking everywhere for his friend. He wore a black monkey suit (as he never missed a chance to call it). His hair was even combed more than usual, though it was still close to the untidy mess it usually was.

Finally what Percy had been anxiously awaiting happened. They gym door opened to reveal a girl standing ever so rigid, as If she had never worn a dress in her life, which was hard to imagine seeing as how her dress seemed to be made for her. It was beautiful, deep blue, like the ocean. Two braids keeping the rest of her hair from her face, save for a couple strands, which hung loosely by her ear, pulled her hair back. Percy moved slowly from the corner of the room, along the wall until he was even with the door. The crowd slowly parted and the music slowed. As he saw Annabeth, his heart started to beat faster, which may have been evident on his face by the way Annabeth turned her head away slightly to hide her deep blush. She then quickly strode to the middle of the floor and waited as Percy slowly moved twards her. He stumbled over his own feet on the way, to consumed by Annabeth to motive what he was doing.

Finally he made it to the middle and reached for her hands. The Annabeth he once knew as only a friend would have slapped him across the face for the very thought of touching her. They stood like this for what seemed like hours, looking deep into each others eyes. Finally they came closer and began dancing. Nothing around them mattered anymore. All they saw was each other. Percy had both hands around Annabeth back, holding her tightly; while Annabeth had he hands on Percy's shoulders, just enjoying their closeness. But, of course, good things cant last when you're a demigod.