Summary: Percy and Annabeth are in their early twenties. They both belong to two competing companies and have been tasked with jointly heading a big customer project to bring the companies together and end the bad blood that has existed between the large corporations for the last decade. They have grown up hearing nothing but negative remarks about the other. How will they manage to work together? What will happen when they get caught up in some funny business? Percabeth story with mentions of Jasper.
The characters are a little OC but what can I do, I'm just one woman.
Percabeth story with sprinkles of Jasper.
Disclaimer: I'm not Rick Riordan and therefore own nothing.
Absolutely Not
Percy didn't believe in love at first sight.
He didn't buy into the romanticized fantasy delusional teenagers raved on about. He had no faith in the 'together for forever' bullshit hopeless romantics lectured endlessly about. Percy was still doubtful love itself existed, much less at first sight.
He did, however, believe in arousal at first sight.
Whereas there was no evidence for love at first sight, the twitch in his pants was a clear confirmation of the latter. And that was exactly what he felt when he saw her.
She stepped out of the elevator, and her curly blonde hair easily caught Percy's attention. He found himself shifted slightly to catch a glimpse of the new prospect that had stepped off the elevator. His sea green eyes scanned her body from afar, enjoying the smooth lines of her taut and muscular legs and the way her black pencil skirt clung tightly to her hips, accentuating their curve. He remarked with an edge of disappointment that the dark garment ended below her knees but swept past the minor inconvenience to her upper body.
She wore a black pin-striped blazer that, along with the rest of her attire, conveyed the image of a highly professional young woman, much more professional that he'd been expecting his new assistant to dress. It fit her very well, almost as if it had been tailored.
No, Percy inwardly shook his head, my assistant would never have her clothing tailored. What was he thinking?
Percy leaned back against the doors to his office and slanted his eyes, hoping to catch a glimpse of the young woman's face but, to his great displeasure, it was covered by a curtain of gold curls. Upon further inspection, he noted she a phone to her ear and was surprised to see her talking away, a frown clearly illustrating her current sentiment.
Percy arched a brow at the sight and crossed his arms across his chest, shifting his weight onto his left foot as he observed her. He was almost astounded by how long the phone call seemed to drone on. It was really quite rude for his new assistant to be both late and blatantly disregarding him, her boss, and speaking on the phone instead. She looked like a business woman, you'd think she'd know business
She really looks like a business woman, you'd think she'd know basic business etiquette, Percy commented to himself despite the fact that he was practically a walking business etiquette violation.
Instead of interrupting her phone call, however, he chose instead to continue watching as she seemingly argued with someone on the other line. There was something intriguing about her stance, the confidence with which she held herself. When she finally hung up the phone he could, in spite of their distance, feel the frustration radiating off of her and a smirk slipped across his lips.
Percy studied her, curious, as she, phone still in hand, strode towards the empty assistant's desk. Her new home for... well, however long it took him to get bored of her. When she reached it she didn't do as Percy had expected her to do, put down her briefcase - yet another item that seemed overly professional for a secretary - and greet him, apologizing endlessly for her unprofessional behavior. On the contrary, she set nothing down and ran her index finger along the laminated desk on the corner of the small desk.
His eyes followed her finger movement and a smug grin tugged at the corner of his lips when her finger came to a stop and she lifted her head, peering curiously in his direction. With her face now angled towards him, he was able to examine her facial features. His eyes began at the bottom, enjoying the way her plump lips were curved into a slight smile.
Percy's eyes began to trace the soft lines of her nose, considering the sweet rosy tint of her cheeks and was surprised to see she was rapidly advancing towards him. His gaze darted to her eyes as she neared. There must have been a draft somewhere on the floor because he felt a chill run up his spine at the sight. He peered into her eyes as she approached but found himself entirely unable to identify their color.
Blue maybe? He guessed.
She strode confidently towards him, bounce in her step as stopped directly in front of him, "Are you Percy Jackson?" she asked with a warm smile, though Percy noticed it looked strained.
"Yes," he answered, shooting her a charismatic grin. It was never too early to begin charming the new assistant.
"It's nice to meet you, Mr. Jackson," she held out a hand, taking a step closer to him. He happily shook it, his fingers lingering an extra millisecond (one of his many tricks). "It seems you're in need of a new assistant." She nodded towards the empty desk.
"Mhm," he hummed, using their close proximity to determine the color of her eyes. It was one of those details his ADHD mind would endlessly dwell on if he didn't figure it out. "You'll be great for the position," he added absentmindedly peering into her swirling irises.
"No, you misunderstood," the girl explained but Percy wasn't really listening. He was too focused on the stormy gray surrounding her pupils.
Gray! He realized, a triumphant smile slipping onto his lips.
"I'm your ten o'clock." She glanced down at her watch. "I guess I'm a bit early."
Gray? He repeated back to himself, completely blocking out the young woman's voice. What kind of eye color was gray. It wasn't even a real color, it was a shade! His internal snarl managed to creep onto his face, morphing his expression into one of gross disapproval.
"Seriously?" she drawled incredulously, her voice no longer warm and comforting, "Are you that prejudiced? I do my very best to be civil and professional and you can't even muster a welcoming smile?" Her sharp tone snapped Percy out of his thoughts.
He didn't respond, simply raised an uncertain brow. The woman scoffed loudly, interpreting the expression a challenge.
"Wow." She nodded, sliding her tongue across the front of her teeth. "I guess what the tabloids say are true, you really are an egotistic prick." Percy's brows rose higher, this time truly intending it as a challenge. "And here I'd hoped that you'd have some sort of redeeming quality that might allow me to survive this."
"I'm sorry." Percy blinked several times, wondering if he was dreaming. No one talked to him like that, especially not his lowly new assistant. "Who are you?"
"I'm Annabeth Chase," she answered, her eyes narrowed, "your ten o'clock."
"Oh," he frowned and furrowed his brows, realizing the situation that had involuntarily unfolded. He held out his hand to greet the daughter of the company's largest competitor. "I'm Percy Jackson, nice to meet-"
"We've been through this," Annabeth dismissed the gesture, nudging his hand away. "Is this your office?" she questioned curtly, motioning to the room behind him.
"No," he answered sarcastically. "It's another Percy Jackson's name written on the door." Annabeth rolled her eyes, shifted her grip on her briefcase, and strut into his office, ignoring his stunned expression as she pushed past him.
He watched with an amused smirk as she placed her briefcase delicately on the dark mahogany desk and settled comfortably into the swivel chair behind it.
Arousal at first sight? He asked himself as he quietly shut the door behind him, leaning back against it lazily. Definitely.
Love? His lips curled into a smug grin. Absolutely not.
a/n: I know the first chap is a bit short but it's a side project I've been working on for a while and just figured I'd share it with y'all. I will be updating about once a week.
~editted 5/30/17~
