Disclaimer : I dont own PJO and the characters! They all belong to Rick Riordan... except Regina!

So, please read and review! I expect this story tirn out real well!

Twenty four year old Annabeth Chase checked her watch and exclaimed in shock, "Holy Hades! I'm late!"

Her best friend Thalia rolled her eyes. "Regina is not going to fire you for being late. You are never late. Not to mention you are her best architect," Thalia said.

Annabeth drained the contents of her starbucks mocha latte and stood up. "Well, she just granted me a month vacation so I could attend your wedding in France. I ought to show her some gratitude," she said.

Thalia stood up too and stretched. "You earned it, Annabeth! You hardly ever take off," she said.

Annabeth swiped her golden blonde curls into a pony tail and grabbed her purse and bag. "Thalia! Seriously, I just want to know if my latest project has been approved." She exited the cafe as Thalia followed her out.

"Of course it will be approved. Not a single project of yours has been declined," Thalia said.

Annabeth smiled as she kept walking towards Sinclair Architectural firm. Well, she couldn't deny that. But she was excited because this one project was her biggest haul. She was assigned to design Posiedon Overseas Inc's newest office building and her boss Regina had immediately called her in and asked her to do it. She had warned Annabeth that Percseus Jackson, the owner of the successful group of companies was particular about it and if he wasn't satisfied he'd approach their rival firm.

Annabeth felt she had done her best and had designed a stunner.

"Thals! I'll see you and Luke at the airport tonight. Bye!" She hugged her friend and went inside the cool lobby of her firm.

George in the front desk greeted her and she called back cheerfully as she stepped into the elevator. She got off at her floor and stopped by her office to dump her things and then went over to Regina. She knocked and waited. Regina called her in and she went, a smile plastered on her face.

Regina was her boss and like a nice big sister. She was a very attractive woman in her early thirties who had glorious brown hair and large blue eyes. She gave Annabeth a quick smile and asked her to sit down.

"Good morning Regie!" Annabeth said.

"Good morning Annabeth! I want to talk to you about Posiedon Overseas," Regie said.

Annabeth felt a little nervous. "What did they say?" she said leaning over the walnut desk.

Regie shook her head. "They disapproved," she said.

Annabeth wasn't she heard right. "They what? Why?"

"They disapproved. And as to why, wants to meet you in an hour in his office. He said he'd give us only this chance and if he wasn't satisfied he's moving on," Regina explained.

Annabeth still in a daze said, "And when should I present it?"

"In a month, but don't worry. You still get your vacation. I'm just asking you to do it during the time you are free," Regie said.

Annabeth knew she could pass on the project if she wanted but she didn't want to let Regie down and it was true she could get her work done when in France. But she was going to do it not only for that but because she wanted to blow Perseus' mind off for rejecting her proposal.

"Fine. I'll go meet him," Annabeth agreed.

Regie grinned happily and hugged her over the desk. "Thank you! You know the place don't you?"

Annabeth got up and smoothed her pencil skirt. "Yes. I'll take a cab," she muttered.

She grabbed her things and her file and went down. She hailed a cab and gave the address.

A few minutes later she was standing outside a sophisticated huge building. She went in and told the lady aat the feont desk about her meeting with Perseus. The receptionist checked with Perseus and asked her to wait outside his room for a few minutes.

Annabeth took her seat in a plush cream couch and waited for a few minutes. Just then her cell phone rang and she picked it up to see Thalia calling.

"Did you get it? You did, didn't you?" Thalia exclaimed.

"Nope," Annabeth said glumly and quickly told her what had happened.

"Wow! He really rejected your plans?"

"Uh-huh, and now I'm in his office waiting for him. I've been waiting for nearly an hour," Annabeth complained.

"If I had not known better, I'd say that the guy is a douche," Thalia said.

Annabeth snorted. "Okay, Thals! I'll see you later," she hung up and waited more.

She was beginning to get super restless and pissed. She'd been waiting for an hour and a half. What was that guy thinking?

Just then, the receptionist ushered her into his room. Annabeth swung open the glass door and stepped into a cool, weel furnished room. There behind a rosewood desk sat Perseus.

Now, Annabeth found it hard to believe that he was the entrepreneur for Posiedon Overseas. Perseus was young, maybe twenty five or six but not more. He was definitely handsome in his business suit. Had she seen him in casual clothes she'd have even called him HOT. His dark black hair was mussed and contrasted his seagreen eyes. Yep, he was definitely good looking.

But an aura of complete control, calm and power surrounded him that spoke of his brilliance. The only thing that bothered Annabeth was the smirk on his lips.

The smirk almost seemed to challenge her. She had a sudden urge to slap the smile off his face. That guy had made her wait on purpose.

"Good morning Mr. Perseus. I'm Annabeth Chase from Sinclair architectural firm," she said stiffly.

Perseus raised his eyebrow and motioned for her to sit without replying. She couldn't help thinking he was an ass.

"I believe you are not satisfied with my plans?"

"Yes, ," he replied lazily.

"Well, may I know the reason, if you would tell me?" Annabeth asked him.

"Sure. The reason is simple. I didn't like it," Perseus said.

Annabeth wanted to hit the guy. He was making her mad. "huh, okay! Could you please explain what you are looking for?"

Perseus leaned forward in his chair. "I want the building to speak for itself. To make a statement. To be different, " he said.

Annabeth almost rolled her eyes. "Every plan of mine is different," she said.

Perseus smirked. "Pardon me Ms. Chase, but I didn't know you were here to justify your previous designs," he said.

Annabeth reddened. "I'm here to ask you for what you're looking for," she said, even though a small part of her had hoped she could convince him to accept her old plans.

For about an hour the two discussed plans. Annabeth wanted to punch him half the time. Finally she thanked him and left.

"Thalia?" she said into her phone as she headed home.

"Annabeth! How did the meeting go?" Thalia asked.

Annabeth groaned. "I hate him. And I'm pretty sure the feeling is mutual," she said.

Thalia laughed. "That bad?"

"Uh huh! He could not agree with anything I said," she said frustrated.

Thalia paused for a second. "Well, Annabeth, was he right? You hate it when others are right over you. I'm guessing he was right about everything he said," she said.

"No! Okay, maybe. I don't know. The point is that he was such a hypocrite," Annabeth muttered as she let herself into her apartment and into her bedroom.

Thalia sighed. "Alright. Can we talk about my wedding?"

"Thalia, I am going to make your wedding a wonderful one. It is my duty as the maid of honour," Annabeth assured her friend. "Plus, the villa your grandmom agreed to let us stay and have your wedding at is supposed to be huge. And we're going to be there for a month before your wedding so we could work on it. It'll be fine."

Thalia laughed. "You're right. You, me, Luke and his best man... My bridesmaids and his other friends are all going to be there. We'll have fun..."

"Don't forget the families and cousins," Annabeth put in lying on her bed.

"Yes. Hey, are you packed yet? Tonight is the flight," Thalia said.

Annabeth looked over at her neatly packed bags. "Yep! All done. I'll leave to the airport in a few minutes."

"Urghh! I still have some things left to pack. I gotta go! See you tonight! "

Annabeth hung up.

...

Annabeth found Thalia and Luke and a crowd of other people she hardly knew at the airport. Annabeth recognised a lot of girls as Thalia's bridesmaids. She set down her bags when she felt someone clear her throat.

Annabeth turned to see a girl with bright red, bushy hair smirking at her. "You're Annabeth Chase? The maid of Honour? "

Annabeth smiled. "Yes. And you are?"

"Rachel Dare, one of the bridesmaids," she said.

Annabeth smiled again. "Well, nice to meet you!"

Rachel rolled her eyes, "I wish I could say the same,"

Annabeth was taken aback. "Excuse me?"

"You know, I would have been the maid of honour if it wasn't for you," she muttered. Before Annabeth could reply, Rached turned and abruptly left.

Annabeth blinked and wondered why people fought over such trivial things.

"Annabeth!" Thalia cried hurrying over to her. She hugged her before dragging her away. "I want you to meat Percy, Luke's best man," she said.

Annabeth laughed.

Thalia slowed down to a walk. "Seriously, Percy is so sweet and funny. He's awesome. I'm sure you'll love him," she said.

Thalia amd Annabeth came to a stop and Thalia nudged a guy with dark black mussed hair who was standing with his back to them. He wore well fitted jeans and a blue tee that hugged him in all the right places. "Percy, meet my maid of honour Annabeth!" Thalia said.

The bot turned around and smiled at Thalia. But when it met Annabeth it melted and Annabeth felt the same on her face.

What. The. Hades?!

Of all people, why him? Why? One month in France and she had to work with HIM to make her best friend's weddi g a success. Great! Just great!

Writing that made me fell good! I hope you guys eenjoyed it too!

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Thanks so much, it means a lot! Oh! And guess who the best man is for Luke...? It's pretty obvious, but still! Any ideas are welcome!