A/N
Hi! :D
So, I decided to write a new series; no it will not include ducks. People nowadays… -.-
Anyways, I decided to write a new series since Carnival is done and I need more projects-
...Yes, I'll continue my other stories. STOP INTERUPPTING ME.
As I was saying, new series with Annabeth as the narrator- Oh my gosh, my English teacher would be so proud of me for using good vocabulary! :D
Ah-hem, as I was saying…
I forgot.
Dang it; just read.
Dedicated to my pal, Alexander Caesar. Love you! :3
"Turn right at the next intersection."
My partner-in-crime's voice echoed from the comms unit as I crawled through the air vents. We were at one of the countless museums in New York, and I would definitely recommend bringing a fan if you plan on crawling through air vents at approximately ten o' clock at night
Dust bunnies were everywhere and I freaked out every time I saw a spider. Yeah; too bad I didn't bring a stupid fan.
As I rounded the corner, I noticed some light coming through the opening. There in the center of the room was a glistening ruby the size of my fist. I cleared my throat so Thalia would notice.
"Thals, I'm outside the room. Now what?" I heard her tap on her laptop- stolen straight from the company, by the way- and open the map.
"Hmmm, I have no freaking clue. I'd say grab that ruby somehow and back out because guards are coming in ten minutes."
And that is why Thalia Grace is not the kind of person you would want as your lookout.
Fortunately for me, the security camera was a foot away from my perch. I disabled it using my toolbox of tools. (Totally different than the ordinary if you're a spy.)
Eight minutes.
I jumped down noiselessly and took out my perfume from my belt. No, it wasn't the kind you spray on yourself. In fact, that would probably be hazardous.
I daintily sprayed it at the surroundings to unveil the security beams. I bent under and hopped over them at ease. Apparently those years of ballet paid off.
Five minutes.
There was a glass case over the ruby, and if I were to touch it directly, the police would find out. No; that's what the gloves were for.
I took out rubber gloves from the side compartment of my backpack and slipped them on. I tried pushing the case, pulling the case, tapping the case.
That was, until I noticed how stupid I was. Ducking under the velvet, I saw that the bottom was open. I pulled the ruby off and ducked back out.
Smoothly bumping my head.
I watched in horror as the glass case toppled over and shattered. The alarm ran, and I quickly placed the ruby in the pack and pulled out suction cups.
Five and a half seconds.
Pushing them on my hands and feet, I ran to the wall. I climbed up to the opening out of breath. I could hear footsteps approaching.
I backed into the darkness. Pulling off the suctions, I listened as the door slammed open. Guards came rushing in, freaking out and swearing loudly. Yup, these were New Yorkers all right.
"Oh my fucking god! Dan, will you look at this?"
"Crap. We are so getting fired."
"Boss man will have our ass."
"Guys! Quit standing around like freaking idiots! Someone call the police!"
"Damn it all. Joe, call the cops. I am going to see if I can catch those bastards and beat them with my own fucking hands."
I waited for them to get out before crawling hastily out. On the roof, Thalia was all packed up and waiting. Her face broke out into a grin when she saw me.
"Hey, Annie! Got the ruby? Come on, I can hear the police coming." Pulling my hand, she rushed off.
We had impossible training, complete with master instructors. Really. We had:
Rock climbing. (with lava rising up.)
Lock picking. (It's really useful. Especially when you locked yourself out of your own house.)
Foot racing. (No comment.)
Swimming class. (In case we have to jump into the freezing ocean from a very tall cliff.)
And hurdles. Especially when we don't have massive buildings to use as practice.
We jumped from building to building, police sirens forming at the entrance of the museum. Traffic got worse, which unfortunately added honking to the mix.
As we ran, Thalia conversed to me as easily as if she were taking a leisurely stroll around Central Park. She gazed below at the flashing lights.
"Police are getting dumber by the minute, Annabeth. Bet you they think we're men." She gave a short laugh, her mouth curving into a smirk.
As we neared the end of the buildings, I got ready to jump. The police sounds were getting fainter by the second. I smiled; we were home free.
The last building was a short brick building, a little like a coffee shop. I practically drooled over the delicious smells.
Did I mention I hadn't eaten a single thing since twelve?
Thalia was a few feet behind me, probably starving too. We jumped down into the back and brushed ourselves off.
She groaned at me, a hand placed on her stomach. "Oh my god, Annabeth. I'm starving. Let's go buy something. Come on; it's on me." I couldn't argue to that.
As we opened the door, the little bells signaled our arrival. The store was fairly empty. A TV was positioned on the wall, tuned into the news.
"Good evening, this is Rebecca Johnson. Reports of a local robbery have been announced. The ruby is rumored to be at least five million dollars in U.S. currency. Beware, as the thieves are probably still lurking around somewhere. Now, back to Sam with the sports report."
The person behind the counter sighed. Facing us, he frowned. "There is never any peace and quiet here. Robbery this, murder that. That's New York for you."
We giggled. Too bad we were the ones who did this. Glancing at the menu, Thalia cleared her throat. "Can I have a regular black coffee and a croissant?" The man wrote down the order.
"And a medium coffee with extra cream and milk for me. Oh, and a blueberry muffin." The man turned his back to make the coffee. We sat down at a booth by the windows.
Thalia yawned. "I haven't slept for hours. Plus we have another late night job tomorrow. I might just collapse right now."
I nodded as I put down my backpack. There were too many things to steal nowadays. Standing up, I smiled at Thalia. "At least this isn't boring."
I took the food. Motioning for Thalia to follow, I held open the door. She grabbed her coffee and croissant from me.
"Have a safe night!" The baker called to us. We were half way across the street when I remembered. "Stay here, Thals. I forgot my backpack." She smiled and took my food.
Darting across the street again, I took a step on the sidewalk, and then stopped. A stranger with striking green eyes was holding my bag. He grinned when he saw me.
He stepped closer. "Hey; is this your bag? You left it in there." I nodded and gratefully took it from him. He was kind of cute…
No, Annabeth, I told myself. Thieves and normal people don't mix. They never do. It never worked out.
He noticed my distant expression. "You okay? Anyway, I'm Percy." I smiled, trying to prevent my embarrassed blush. Thalia was waiting rather impatiently across the street; although I saw her lips curl up in a grin.
"I'm Annabeth. Nice to meet you." His eyes sparkled at me. He was a nice guy, unlike other jerks I'd met.
"Nice. It's getting kind of late. See you later, Annabeth." With a wave and a smirk, he walked away. I walked across the street with a small blush.
Thalia was grinning. "Ooooh, Annie's got a crush." I punched her in the side. Thalia started laughing at me.
"Do not!" A small breeze chilled the air. I slipped my hands into the jacket pockets. Thalia walked ahead, but I stayed back.
I pulled out a small slip of paper from the pocket.
978-232-3405
Call me. -Percy
He had no idea what he was getting himself into. But then again, neither did I.
A/N
Hi!
I'm done. So, how was it? I'm sorry about that little argument up there. It wasn't on purpose. Really. It wasn't. :3
Read and review! Wait, you probably read already since you're down here…
But you might have skipped. But what if you didn't?
Anyways…
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I LIKE ICECREAM.
Bye~ ;)