Chapter 1:

I hate mondays. I truly do. I always have meetings, and I'm always rushed. Today, was no exeption.

I walked into the Starbucks located right below my apartment complex, and surveyed the familiar store. I came here so often, there was a picture of me and my roomate, Thalia Grace, on the wall. I made coffee trips 2-3 times a day, and this is my favorite place to go. I'm not completely sure why, but it just has this different atmosphere. I stood in line, fidgeting. I had a meeting to go to, and it was an important one. I didn't really want to go, but it was vital for my job.

I'm the CEO of Athens Architecture. I enjoy designing the buildings themselves, but I have to do everything else at the same time. The line was unusually slow today, so I took out my phone and checked for any updates from co-workers.

"The usual, Ms. Chase?" The barista, Steve, asked. I'm pretty sure he had a crush on me, but most of the time I just ignored him.

"Yes, please. Thank you, Steve!" Just because I ignore him, it doesn't mean I'm going to be rude...

I sat down at a table, and took out some files to review for my meeting.

"Ms. Chase, your coffee!" I checked the time while going up to the counter, and realized I only had 10 minutes to get to my office.

I grabbed my coffee, yelled a thank you, and rushed towards the door. But while my head was turned, I felt my self crash into something. And then a second later, I felt a scolding hot liquid splash onto my body, soaking me. I gasped from the pain, and the shock.

"Oh, oh my god, I am so sorry! I should have looked where I was going. I am so sorry, I'll buy you some new clothes-" the man rambled on.

"No, it's okay, really. It's totally fine." I looked up to see who crashed into my. My eyes met a perfectly sculpted, muscled body, a goofily smiling face with the most amazing sea green eyes, and tousled, unruly black hair.

"uh... Annabeth. Annabeth Chase." I said, while sticking my hand out.

He shook it, and tingles were sent up my arm. "Percy Jackson."

He looked down, and noticed the soggy papers in my hand.

"Oh, let me help you with that... those look like some pretty important papers."

He glanced around the cafe, then grabbed my hand and started dragging me to the back of the store.

"Come with me!"

He led me into the family bathroom, and took the papers from me. He held them out under the hand dryer, so that they could dry.

While he was doing this, I texted my assistant and told her I would be late. Then, I called Thalia to tell her to bring me some clothes.

"Hey, Thalia. Can you do something for me?"

"Eh... it depends."

"Ugh. Well, I need you to go and get me some work clothes from my closet, and bring them to the Starbucks below the apartments. I spilled coffee on the stuff I'm wearing now."

"Ugh... fine. I'll be there in 5."

"Thank you Thalia! You're a life saver!"

I paced the tiny bathroom, and after about 4 minutes, I stepped outside the room to see if Thalia had gotten there yet. I saw her in the front, so I waved, and propped the door open. She came back.

"Here's your stupid clothes. Ugh, why'd you have to wake me up?" She's not a morning person.

"I was not about to go to a very important meeting in coffee drenched clothes."

Thalia seemed to take notice of the room, so she saw Percy. "Who's he?"

"Oh, that's Percy. He's the one who spilt the coffee on me."

At hearing his name, he turned around, smiled and waved. Then he continued to dry my papers.

I left Thalia in confusion, walked over to the girls bathroom, and changed.

When I was done fixing my self up, Thalia was talking to Percy.

"Hey, Thalia, you think you could take these to the dry cleaners for me? Thanks." I said, not really giving her a choice.

I heard her grumble and stubbornly leave the cafe.

"Oh, I'll pay for the dry cleaning. I'll even pick it up for you. Please, it's the least I could do." Percy said.

"OH, are you sure? It's really not necessary."

"No, it's my pleasure. Here, take my card. Call me when the dry cleanings done, and I'll pick it up. You live in the apartments above here, right? So do I, so it'll be no problem at all." He seemed like he wasn't going to accept no as an answer, so I gave in.

"Thank you. Really."

I rushed into my office, already 30 minutes late for my appointment.

"Alexandra, are they in there?" I asked my assistant. She nodded fiercely.

I opened the doors to the conference room.

"I am so sorry I am late, I ran into a little trouble a—oh..." I looked up to see who my next client was. "Percy?..."