Hey everyone :) This is a special Christmas short story with about 5 chapters.

I really wanted to write a Christmas themed one for reasons unknown to myself, but here it is! I don'tknow how this chapter has turned out...

Anyway, Read and Review!

"Come on Annabeth, get into the Christmas spirit! Loosen up girl!" my best friend Piper said, her nails digging into my wrist as she dragged me over to our school gym.

I couldn't believe Piper was making me play Secret Santa with the whole bunch of fellow seventeen year olds who go to our school. I just couldn't for the worlds understand the point of Secret Santa. Maybe if I had been popular like Drew Tanaka who has a clique of equally popular girls who are fawned over by even more popular boys, I would have played the game.

And then there was Percy Jackson. The boy who every guy wanted to be and every girl wanted to be with. Unfortunately, I'm one of those girls. Wait, don't judge me yet.

Percy is a real hottie. He's got the lushest and blackest hair, gorgeous sea green eyes that can make you go weak at the knees and a smile that you would kill for. He's the captain of the swim team. He's popular.

But that's not it. Percy Jackson was a good human being. He was loyal, loving and caring. He was extremely funny with a dash of crazy attitude. He was a complete package. And a couple of years ago, we had been inseparable. We had been best friends.

But that was until I became too uncool to be his friend and he shot to stardom among our typical high school population. Of course, Percy didn't tell me that I was uncool. ButI knew it, so I stopped hanging out with him. It didn't help that I had a major crush on him forever, either. So, yeah. This is my pathetic life.

And Piper was insisting we play Secret Santa. Nothing I said could stop her.

"No, you come on. I don't want to play this stupid game," I said even as we burst through the doors into the crowded gym.

Piper gasped, turning to me with a shocked expression. "It's not stupid! It's fun! Besides, it's our senior year in school, Annabeth," she said.

I rolled my eyes as we joined the mob of seventeen year olds standing around in a huge circle at the center of the gymnasium. "Thank Gods for that. I can't wait to get away," I muttered.

It was Piper's turn to roll her eyes. "You're just saying that because you want to get away from Percy."

My eyes widened as I shot Piper a warning look. "What does Percy have to do with me wanting to get away?"

"Well, duh!" Piper said, "You are hopelessly in love with Percy. But you just won't talk to him. So you think that going away somewhere you can't see him will help you get over him."

I spluttered indignantly and glared at Piper. Okay, so she might be right, but that was so blatant.

Before I could I could come up with a haughty and sarcastic remark, Drew, the head cheerleader stood up on the raised dias and clapped her hands together for order. The boys needed no prompting to stay silent because they were busy staring at her ample cleavage.

"Hey guys!" she called, twirling her shiny dark locks as she spoke in a singsong voice. "Like, we all know why we're here. We're gonna play Secret Santa. It'll be like, so much of fun. This game goes on for three days, that is just before the Christmas dance. And then, like, you will reveal yourself to the person before the dance. Sounds good?"

Drew paused a moment, her eyes scanning the crowd. Then she grinned. "Cool! So, whoever wants to play can write your name on a chit and throw it into this glass bowl."

Immediately people began shuffling around, scrawling their names on sheets of paper and throwing it into the bowl. Piper wrote both our names and threw it into the glass bowl smiling happily.

I tried to feel as excited, I really did. But I was way more excited when I spotted Percy with his friends, writing his own name on a felt paper and throwing ot into the bowl.

I swear I was drooling at him. He looked really good in a deep blue cardigan and white jeans that fit him in all the right places. He was laughing at something that his friend Grover had said and he barely noticed me staring at him.

I could've kept gazing at him if wasn't for Drew who clapped again. Did I mention that she was very annoying? Because she is a total snob.

"Guys! Okay, we're ready! I'll come around and you can pick your chit."

Drew began to strut the circumference of the cirlce of students, handing over the name chits to everyone. I barely noticed as she came to me and randomly pulled out a folded piece of black felt paper. I unfolded the sheet to look at whoever's Secret Santa I was going to be and froze when I saw the name. Scrawled across the black paper in bright orange glitter pen was the name Percy Jackson.

I'm pretty sure my jaw unhinged when it hit the floor. I was Percy's Santa. I couldn't decide if it was a good thing or a bad thing. I mean, here I was dreaming about Percy all the time and then boom! I end up being his Santa.

That meant I had to write notes to him and gift him stuff and well... Hang around him all the time.

"Earth to Annabeth!"

A finger snapped in my face and I blinked coming out of my little reverie to see Piper grinning at me. "Who did you pick?"

I looked at the paper and then back at Piper contemplating if I should really tell her. For a fact, as Piper's best friend, I knew that if I told her I would be asking for trouble. Piper would plot and scheme to try to set me up with Percy. Not that it was a bad thing, but she'd make me write stupid romantic notes to him as well and mortally embarrass myself every time he is around.

I wasn't going to do that for sure.

"It's a secret! I'm not telling you!" I said instead.

Piper looked shocked and then angry. Her multicoloured eyes narrowed to tiny slits. "You didn't just pull that trick on me!"

I grinned and winked. "Oh, but I just did. And guess what? You were right. This game is going to be fun," I said rocking on the balls of my feet in suppressed excitement. I felt a surge of pleasure even as I spoke.

Piper scowled. "Fine, Chase. I'm not telling you who I got either and I bet my ass it's way more fun than yours."

I shrugged and hugged her quickly. "Yeah, okay. I'm just glad you made me play."

With that I whirled around and started running to my locker. Grinning quietly I tore a blue sheet from my scrap book and pulled out a white pen to write my first letter to Percy.

Pa rum pum pum pum!

Secret Santa has come!

Pa rum pum pum pum!

The fun has begun!

It wasn't the most creative note, but it had do for the first time. I put away my things and pulled out my English books for my first period class that I incidentally happened to share with Percy. I began to speed walk through the crowded hallway, pushing through kids to get away unscathed. I saw that a few kids had already received notes and gifts from their Santas. I had to admit, it actually did seem real exciting. And I was beginning to like it.

I knew it because I finally began to feel the Christmas cheer. I finally noticed the decorations around me. Fake snowflakes were suspended all around the school along with silver and red glitter streamers, a giant Christmas tree stood at the reception wrapped in silver balls, fairy lights and stars. The air smelt of delicious hot chocolate and peppermint, apple cidar and cinnamon. And most importantly, every odd corner had a couple making out under the mistletoe.

I was so absorbed in enjoying my new found cheer that I didn't see where I was going and ended up smacking into someone and landing flat on my back.

A pair of sea green eyes came into my vision - a green so startlingly beautiful that I forgot to breathe. Percy.

"I'm so sorry Annabeth!" he said, concern etched in his handsome features as he looked down at me. I blushed at him without replying. Percy immediately extended a hand out to help me up and I slowly took it and pulled myself up gingerly. All the while my heart was bursting into a fast paced carol in my ribcage.

"You alright, Wise girl?"

I froze, dropping his hand. He remembered. He remembered his old nickname for me and that made me want to soar. And as much as I would have loved to return the favour by gracing him with my nickname for him - Seaweed Brain - all I did was shuffle awkwardly and nod my head. You can't blame me, my hand still felt like it had been electrocuted at the contact and my head was a little fuzzy. I did the best thing and ran away to the girl's room. Heaving a huge breath, I calmed myself down before coming out and walking to English again. This time I was cautious about being knocked down and safely reached class. Almost everybody was seated and I wasted no time in rushing to my seat at the rear end of the class.

Only when I was seated did I notice the tiny red scroll on my desk. It was really small, the length of my index finger and it was tightly rolled with a green and white satin bow. A Christmas themed note. From my Santa.

With excitement unfurling in my gut and shaky fingers I picked it up ignoring the our teacher, Mr. Pau Blofisl who had walked in. I untied the note and unrolled the scroll. The note was written neatly in silver glitter.

Hey sexy little elf!

You just melted the snow off my santa hats...

Cuz you are so smoking hot!

Santa here, would love to know if ,

You are too hot to handle!

SECRET SANTA!

I stared at the slip of paper in disbelief,blushing furiously. I even checked to see if I had received the note by mistake, but it was addressed to me.

And I just couldn't believe someone called me hot! And SEXY! No one has called me that except maybe Piper who says that if I actually didn't hide behind my blonde curls, I'd put Drew down in no time. But I was pretty sure that my Santa wasn't Piper.

So who was it?

I glanced around myself trying to decide who could have sent me that note. Obviously, it could be someone not in my class too.

Everyone was listening to Mr. Blofis except this goth kid Nico. I realised that he was staring at me with a jolt. Did he send the note?

I couldn't tell for sure.

Just then there was a loud shriek from Drew. Heads whipped around to see Drew holding a gold wrapped gift box in her hand and swooning happily. "Oh my God! Look, my Santa has sent me a gift!"

I rolled my eyes. How typical of Drew to draw attention to herself for the silliest of things.

"Well, open it!" Travis Stoll called.

Mr. Blofis paused his speech to glance at Drew who was making a great deal of ripping open the gold wrapper. She pulled out a brown paper bag and quickly stuck her hand in to reach for the gift. But suddenly she dropped the bag like it had burned her and screamed.

Her hand was dripping with a watery white gel that looked like phlegm. I scruched my nose in disgust. I wasn't the only one though, several people looked repulsed by the white goo too.

"Look there's a note, Drew. It reads 'Hey Drew! You stink like that spoilt mayonnaise! Love, Santa!'" Travis sniggered holding up a slip that had fluttered to the ground.

I burst out laughing because I thought it was hilarious. Soon, the whole class was in splits of laughter with the exception of Drew who was still wailing about her spoilt manicure. Even Mr. Blofis looked highly amused.

Still chuckling I turned back to my desk to find another red scroll with a green and white bow pasted on it.

Woah!

It looked like my Santa was hyperactive.

Smiling with nervousness I opened the note.

Jingle Bells!

Drew smells!

It's glitter and gloss!

Annabeth is awesome sauce!

SECRET SANTA!

P.S: Annabeth, you should laugh more often. I swear it's the most beautiful sound I've ever heard!

I was red! I'll be honest, I was blushing very, very much and my cheeks were blazing hot.

Who was this person?

My Secret Santa wrote me cheesy, romantic, funny, crazy and sweet notes. I didn't know who he was, but I was pretty sure that he loved watching me turn as red as Rudolph's nose. And that was how I knew that three days of this game was going to be extremely interesting!

How was it? Worth a shot?

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