DISCLAIMER: I do not own the PJO series and neither Rick Riordan

Hi, this is my first story. Please review and comment. I know this isn't a fine piece. I just want to build confidence in writing so I thought about writing the PJO series. Well, I have a crush who likes PJO and absolutely Percabeth and she inspired me to write this. This is yet unfinished and I plan to continue the story though, don't worry. Please comment and hopefully, some of it will give me a morale booster. Enjoy! ^_^

CHAPTER 1: My Afternoon Gone Wrong?

First day of school in Goode High turned out to be more interesting than I'd hoped. No crazed cheerleaders with claws instead of pompoms. No teachers with missile launchers. It was just like any mortal day.

"Oh, Percy." Mr. Blofis called me from the corridor.

"S'up, Paul?

Mr. Paul Blofis was a faculty member at my school. He teaches English. Not only that, he is my step-dad. They got married with my mom a few summers ago and if you ask me hows he for a step-father...He's cool. He's a wicked swordsman. And I was happy my mom married him.

"Percy, we have to suspend classes this afternoon because most of our teachers are not around. They're having a hard time for themselves after that battle in Manhattan. You're free this afternoon, Percy." he said.

Figures. I guess most folks around Manhattan area couldn't just get over with the thought of the destruction and confusion during that battle. Nothing is more terrifying when you suddenly wake up and see a half-woman, half-snake glaring at you. Or an ice-cold drool of a hyperborean giant dropping on your sleepy face. What a nightmare it could have. But then again..

"Sweet! Thanks for the info, Paul." I said with glee.

Mr. Blofis smiled "Well I know you have plans this afternoon, I presume?"

Plans? Why yes of course. I'm gonna go see my Annabeth and spend time with her. Gods, how I've missed her. Question is, she might be busy right now? Well, the newly appointed architect of Olympus should be. And considering how Kronos laid waste on it, renovations would be tough. But still, there's nothing wrong visiting your girlfriend.

Finally, the school bell rang and I immediately sprinted to the exit. Wow, this day is getting better and better. I decided to give her a call and went to the nearest phone booth. But a woman in a corporate attire got first though. She looked like the tour guide I once saw in Hoover Dam a few summers ago. I'm not sure this if is Athena but I pray this isn't her. I can't see her face from my view. Then, when she finished calling and we met our eyes. Then I found myself muttering "Uh-oh."

"Going somewhere, Percy Jackson?" she glared at me with those stormy, gray eyes.

"Um..Hi, Lady Athena." I said politely.

"In a rush, I suppose? "

"Yeah..kinda."

"And who you might be calling, my daughter?"

I could just tell a lie saying I was gonna call my mom but when you're interrogated by the goddess of wisdom, you couldn't just blurt out a lie. She was like a walking polygraph. Only she was far more effective than your average lie-detector machine.

"Uh..well, I just thought it would be nice to pay her a visit."

Athena crossed her arms and it made me more intimidated.

"Tell me Percy, is Annabeth on the farthest corner in the world and that you act like you haven't seen her in a century?"

I could tell in an instance that she was like giving me a sucker punch. But hey, I missed Annabeth. Who could blame me?

"Well..err..you wouldn't mind, do you?"

She gave me a look that as if she was going to polymorph me into a new specie of arachnid.

"She's busy redesigning Olympus. She needs to concentrate and I don't want her to be disturbed. I have high expectations on her."

"But ma'am, she'll do great on that. And well, its not like I'm gonna destroy her work or something. Whatever she loves to do, whatever her dreams..I'll support her. And I promise I wouldn't be a hindrance to her." I reasoned.

"How sure are you, Percy?"

"Seriously, you need to trust me…I won't do anything like break her heart or something."

Athena then spoke to me in a cold fashion "I honestly don't like on how the circumstances turned out between the two of you. As of now, do whatever you like but remember this and stick this inside your cranium: I'll be watching you, hero."

Then, she again blazed in a column of fire and she not only singed my shirt but a small part of my bangs was toast. Oh boy, she does it again. I would meet Annabeth later smelling burnt hair. But I guess this is better than burnt eyebrows. Great job, Athena. You sapped away my confidence.

Now, I feel like there's no need to call her anymore. But this afternoon would be a waste. So I guess I'll just go to her place and surprise her. I hope this turns out good.

I know its short but I promise I'll have its continuation. I'm working on it. :)