Wow, another one shot! I'm on a roll, baby!

Title: Girls' Day Out
Main Characters: Percy Jackson and Annabeth Chase (and a couple of my OC's)
Status: Before Percy and Annabeth are dating

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Annabeth POV

"Hey, Beth!" My roommate Karrie squealed when I picked up my phone. I knew I shouldn't have given her my number. Of course she wouldn't heed my plea: "Only use this number in emergencies.'

Of course, her being mortal and all, her shallow mind wouldn't have the capacity to understand that even a simple phone call could endanger my life.

I glanced around my cabin at Camp Half- Blood, sure that a bunch of bloodthirsty nasties were going to pop out of the walls.

"Make it quick, Karrie. I'm in a hurry. What's up?" It seemed like such an innocent thing to ask while casually reaching for the bronze dagger that I kept strapped to me at all times.

"Oh, nothing, really. The girls and I were just wondering if you might wanna come shopping with us. You know, it being the weekend and all."

Duh, Karrie. Who wouldn't know that? Sometimes I just loved my roommate, who was so innocently funny at the strangest of times. See, we were roommates in the high school I went to. The rules were so strict that I had had to sneak Percy in one night, then he was trapped in my room for two days because I couldn't find the right time to sneak him back out! Can you imagine sharing a room for two days with a guy who's so obtuse he can't even see that you're madly in love with him? All he did for those two days was drive me insane, in both the good and bad way.

I thought about Karrie's offer for a moment. I'd honestly rather stick pins in my eyes than go shopping with a bunch of girls who like nothing better than the latest celebrity gossip and boys and diet pills and the school gossip and, oh, did I mention boys?

Only one person could make this afternoon bearable. "Okay. Can I bring a friend from outside of school along?"

I could almost hear Karrie shrugging. "Sure. Why not? Meet outside Jim's Tacos?" I agreed. It was settled. I could get off the phone now.

And I had condemned Percy to an afternoon of shopping and girl talk.

Sometimes I love being evil.


It was an understatement to say that my friends were surprised when Percy and I rocked up. In case you're wondering, I hadn't actually tolf Percy exactly what we were doing this afternoon. All I had said was, "You're coming to meet my friends."

Percy had shrugged nonchalantly. "Long as there's food, no problem. Better than conjugating Latin verbs, anyway. Let's go."

We had decided to meet in the center booth of the food court, which was always empty because someone once puked on the seat. It's been washed so many times it's probably dead of micro bugs, but people still refuse to sit there. Jim's Tacos was so packed that we had had to relocate our meeting place.

"Annabeth!" I heard someone call. I turned to see Evie waving at us. Percy and I navigated our way through the impossible crowds until we made it to the Puke Table, as it was affectionately called. Karrie was the first to notice that my companion was not female.

"Who's this?" she asked, gesturing to Percy.

"My friend." I said. "Everybody, meet Percy. Percy, these are my friends."

Percy cracked his signature crooked grin that labelled him as a trouble maker and waved awkwardly.I could practically hear Karrie bursting with excitement. I tried to send her a back off! He's mine! message to her with my eyes, but she wasn't looking at me. She was looking at Percy. A feeling of jealousy welled up inside of me.

Percy suddenly pushed back from the table, his chair making a horrible grating noise against the linoleum floor. I winced. "I'm hungry." He said. "Think I might get a couple of quarter pounders. Anybody interested? My treat?"

That was Percy's first mistake. You never say: 'anybody want a quarter pounder' to a bunch of mortal teenage girls. Doesn't he know that all girls these days are obsessed with their image?

Nobody took up his offer.

Percy winked at me then starting making his way to the Maccas which was located across the way.

He grinned at me from across the food court. I smiled back, my heart pounding with elation.

All the girls started talking, swooning, and sighing at once. "He's kinda cute." Laura murmured dreamily. "No, he's deliciosa!"

"But you didn't say that your companion was male!" (that was Karrie).

"Is he your boyfriend?" Evie asked. I tensed. Then cracked up laughing. It was a while before I could manage, "Me? Percy? Are you kidding? No way. In my life. Would I EVER go out. With. That. Lunatic." I was laughing so much that I spoke in quick bursts. My side ached.

"He may be a lunatic," Karrie said, "But a cute one. You should go for him, before he's taken."

"So, you're absolutely sure that he's single?" Laura again.

"Guys, yeah, he's cute, he's funny, a great friend. But that's why we can't be in a relationship."

"I don't see why not. He's everything that I would want in a boyfriend. Steve is a total retard I'm thinking of refunding him and getting my money back."

"Not funny, Laura." That was Evie.

"We can't be in a relationship because we are best friends. If we were to ever break up, then our friendship would never be the same. I don't want that to end, okay? I'm happy with our friendship the way it is."

"That," Percy said, coming up behind me with a tray loaded up with mounds of burgers, about enough chips to feed Mrs O' Leary for a week, and four giant cups of coke. How did he stay so skinny, honestly? "That," Percy started again, having taken a sip of coke. "Is probably the nicest thing you have ever said about me. Ever." Percy sat down and started munching his burgers.

"Don't be silly Seaweed Brain. I'm always nice to you." To prove my point, I stole a greasy, delicious, fat filled chip off his plate and popped it into my mouth. I grinned.

I noticed Karrie looking longingly at the chips. She saw me looking, then steeled herself and looked away.

Just then a boy about my age was catapulted backwards into our table. Percy's last burger went flying, and hit Evie in the face. She accidentally breathed in too deeply. She inhaled a pickle, then coughed it out.

"I'm sorry!" the guy shouted, then ran off again.

We all burst into laughter. Only Evie didn't laugh. Because she was slowly turning as red as the tomato sauce dripping down her face.


Percy POV

"Percy," Evie said, breathing deeply. "You just stained my brand new, fifty dollar white shirt with tomato sauce."

"Um… Sorry?"

Evie got up and stormed off to where I assume was the bathroom. I looked at Annabeth, Karrie, and Laura, who were suppressing giggles.

"Oops. My bad." I said, really feeling sincere guilt.

"She's famous at school for ingenious revenge schemes," Karrie giggled. "You just wait, Jackson. You'll be having some fun this afternoon."

When Evie came back from the bathroom, red splotches on her white shirt, her face even redder, she grabbed me by the arm and dragged me into an underwear shop.

Not wasting any time, she stormed around the shop, apparently looking for an item of merchandise. When she found what she was looking for, she ripped it off the coat hanger. When I saw a flash of bright pink, I knew I was done for.

She shoved me into a change room, and threw the item of clothing over the door. I looked at it. And screamed, dropping it like it was a hot potato. It was a size large bikini. I knew her ploy.

She wanted me to wear this bright pink, with neon purple polka dots, bikini, then parade out in nothing but.

I heard giggles coming from outside. I decided to go out on a limb, surprise them all by actually doing it.

I got changed into the bikini.

Opened the door. It squeaked ominously.

I stepped out, clad in nothing but a hot pink bikini. That's when the flashes and clicks of camera shutters started going off.

Oh, no. No no no.

"Hey, Percy!" Annabeth laughed. "Guess where these photos are going!" I quickly retreated back into the change room and stripped off the bikini, leaving it on the floor.

I opened the door again, back in my own clothes.

"Where are the photos going?" I asked, humiliated beyond the point of embarrassment.

"On the camp's billboard, where everybody can see them and laugh at you for being so gullible."

I banged my head against the change room door.

"I hate you," I moaned.

"Nah, you know you love me," Annabeth laughed.

My heart stopped for a split second.

Had she guessed my innermost feelings?

No, I told myself. She's just joking.

But a part of me still wondered what her innermost thoughts about me were. Did she like me?

Time would reveal all.

For now, I just had to deal with immense humiliation.

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Oh, and lookout for a story called Cookie and the Iris Message- it's a two shot that is distantly related to Girls' Day Out.

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