A/N: So I haven't really read many of the books, and by that I mean none of them… I just saw the movie and started to ship them the instant that glanced at each other :D(Lercy 5eva). This is my first fanfic I've written and the combination of these two things will probably leave most people wanting to kill me. And tell me what you think, It maybe a little short for a first chapter, and it may lack a lot of action, but as the title implies, it's about what Percy is thinking, so yeah! Thank you! HERE IT GOES!

I came back to reality from my lucid daydreams, my eyes still glossed in fantasy, to notice the glances Luke was giving me glances every now and again. I'm sure they were at me; he even smiled every now and again, but was this just a coincidence? Well, probably, but my daydreams may have sunk in a little too far and made me see things that sometimes weren't there.

Anyway, my fantasies were much more interesting at the moment. They included such excursions as Luke and I vigilantly fighting evil side by side until the day was saved, and him soon after confessing his love for me; us sparring into the wee hours of the night in the empty arena, playfully pretending to fight to the death, but then casually making out after one of us pinned the other to ground; and him inviting me on a midnight stroll through the forest and, well, us making out some more. As you can sense the general theme of all of these, this tall, blue-eyed, sandy-blond haired boy grew on me, and I was hopelessly, madly in love with him. But I could never tell him, he would never go for me.

My wild imaginations were cut short once again with Annabeth waving her arm in front of my face and looking at me with an I'm-talking-to-you-why-the-hell-aren't-you-listening expression on her face. I almost forgot that she was talking to me before my mind started to wonder. Don't get me wrong, Annabeth was my best friend, but my mind has its priorities and right now she wasn't one of them.

"What? Huh? I was just…"

"Thinking about him again." she said, interrupting my erratic sentence fragments with a very annoyed roll of her dark hazel eyes.

"Well, I mean, I suppose that maybe I was…"

"You know there are some things that more important than your wild daydreams, Percy Jackson, like what I'm trying to tell you."

By this point in the conversation I knew with my current state of mind and Annabeth's personality, I wasn't going to get a word in to try and defend myself. Thinking back, maybe telling her my feelings about all of this wasn't such a great idea; all she did was use them against me.

"And… what was that again" I said; flinching preemptively to the punch I was sure she was about to throw.

"The dance!" "I was hoping you and I could go, as friends of course." She practically announced, smiling with that smile that I could never even be slightly annoyed at.

"Of course" I chuckled.

I noticed Luke stand up and begin to approach our vicinity and by involuntary reactions I started to fix my raven-like black hair and removing the invisible gunk from my teeth. I needed to look my best for him.

His appearance, on the other hand, was a bit more effortless. The tight fit green and white striped shirt outlined his lean arm and chest muscles and the skinny jeans made it even better. He first said Hi to Annabeth, and as soon as he turned to look at me I could have sworn he was checking me out. Even though it could have been my brain playing those dirty tricks, I almost felt his gaze path along my body. But Annabeth just rolled her eyes some more, almost as if she could see my mind covered in Luke; but I just shrugged, with a very coy look on my face.

It's not as if Luke and I were like Romeo and Juliet. We've been pretty good friends for a while, we may not hang out all that much, but maybe we could hang out a little more, I just need to make more of an effort. In fact, I realized this pretty soon and I got up and walked in the direction of Luke to ask him.

As I approached him, his wonderful aroma caught my nostrils in a trance that my dastardly brain soon followed. He smelled of that natural Luke smell that smelled like lower-lip biting, eye twitching pleasure, and that right there, almost made me lose it.

"Percy?" Luke asked with a smirk, almost as if he knew what I was thinking

"Hi, Luke!" I said very excitedly, wishing I had been a bit more subtle.

"Hi to you too" he replied, looking bemused as ever

An awkward silence filled the air

"Did you come over here to ask me something?" he cut in, finally.

"Well, I was wondering, I think I need a bit more training. I think I'm beginning to get a little weak with Riptide, I might need some tips on handling him better." I said, attempting for one second to act casual around him

"Umm, I could help for sure; did you want to do it tonight?"

I eagerly looked for a reasonable response that didn't include fainting.

"Yeah, sure!" I basically screamed, leaving him to make the rest of the arrangements

"I'll meet you in the arena around 8 then?" he added

"Sounds good."

We both smiled after our final words, and while I'm sure he put his face back together after we got done talking, I couldn't wipe mine off the whole day. I mean, a DATE (whether or not he considered it a date didn't really matter) with Luke, something I've been wanting for a while now and the hours between now and then seemed like days. I was like a giddy school girl waiting to go to recess with my best friend, but it would come eventually.