Disclaimer: I do not own Percy Jackson or Heroes of Olympus series
(A/N) This is gonna be an awesome chapter so hold on to your hats.
This my First Story so go easy on me.
Annabeth POV
The building was on fire, I had only ten seconds till it exploded. It was a far jump but I knew it was my only hope. I jumped.
"CUT!" The director shouted."Bring in the stunt actress!"
"Umm… you know you can use the microphone sir?"The stage manager said.
"YEAH! BUT WHO WOUD I BE IF PEOPLE DIDN'T GIVE ME A CUP OF WATER EVERY FIVE MINUTES!"Coach Hedge the director said. He was a PE coach before he got his big break as a director for this movie. But he insists we call him 'coach' or 'coach Hedge' sir is acceptable too. If you called him anything other than that you would instantly be fired and replaced. Coach was sweet like that.
"Ahem", I said. I was still hanging from the oh so thin wires and I was getting tired of floating in the air. The stunt actress came. Her name was Rachel who was so desperate for my part she dyed her red hair blond. She was my arch enemy. Who tried to steal everything from me. "Listen miss blondy" She said as I descended from the ropes. "You need to get your ass off this stage so I can shine!"
"Yeah, as much as you can shine when you're getting hurt. I will enjoy your performance though." I said smirking.
"Screw you! Annablech!" Ugh! Her nicknames for me keep getting worse and worse! "Oh no, you can just call me better than you because I am!"
"Is that the best you got ass hoe!" Rachel screeched.
"Nope. You're on Bitch." I knew I won. Rachel always got baffled when someone called her the 'b' word.
"ACTION" The coach yelled as they filmed Rachel jumping off the fake building. Yup, she definitely got hurt. Ah showbiz.
After a long fun day of acting I decided to ditch my limo and take a walk. Sure I was a famous actress but all I had to do was slap on a brunette wig and some fake glasses and nobody would know it was me. I took the costume out of my purse and put it on. Then I went for a stroll. It lasted about five minutes until I bumped into a guy about my age, 17. He had startling sea- green eyes and messy midnight hair that somehow made him attractive. "Sorry I-"
We were looking into each other's eyes and we leaned into each other. We were about to kiss when he pulled away. "Hi, I'm Percy"
"I'm Anna-um uh ahem Ann-"
"Nice to meet you Anna." Percy said, shaking my hand.
"Yeah, Ditto"
"So, maybe we can hang out sometime?"
"Yeah, how 'bout Friday?"
"It's a date" he said jokingly
I laughed. "Okay bye Percy"
"Bye Anna."
And just like that, we separated. I sighed something about this meeting made me think.
Maybe I'll write a song. Nah, I'm gonna stick with acting.
