A/N: Wow! I know this isn't much, but to be honest, I was not expecting this much response! Thank you all so much! [aggressively gives all of you bear hugs]

Notes: Yes, the whole Luke/Annabeth thing is a bit unsettling, I know but *whispers* thats kind of the point. Things will get better, I promise.

Also, I know... Annabeth is completely OCC. We all know the real Annabeth don't take sh** from no one. But this is an AU, so I'm sorry if you don't like it but.. yeah.

Annabeth is also 15, I don't know if some of you missed that or not.

Remember to REVIEW! *blows kisses*

-Abby

ps: I TOTALLY FORGOT A DISCLAIMER IN MY LAST CHAPTER AND I'M TERRIFIED PLEASE DON'T SUE ME I DON'T OWN ANYTHING [COWERS IN CORNER]

"I'm sorry, one more time Annabeth," said Percy, his eyebrows raised. "He what?"

"I told you, Percy! He... He kissed me... A lot." Annabeth covered her burning face in her hands. After Luke left, she had sprinted inside and told Percy everything that had happened - well, mostly everything.

She peeked through her fingers back at Percy, who was utterly bewildered. There were so many emotions in his sea-green eyes, she couldn't seem to pick any specific ones out.

"Did you want him to?" Percy asked, his voice unreadable.

Annabeth dropped her hands, "Of course I wanted him to!" She snapped, but there was doubt in her voice that he seemed to sense. She glared back defiantly.

He raised an eyebrow, and then she hesitated. Percy knew her too well. She collapsed into his lap. "It just felt so wrong, Percy! I've been in love with him for years but this was just strange and hot, and..." She stuttered, trying to find the words.

She looked up at Percy, his green eyes swimming with concern. "I didn't want my first kiss to be like that, Percy." Annabeth said miserably, her eyes stinging. "Do you think it was like that for him?"

"What do you mean?" Percy had his eyebrows scrunched together and Annabeth tried not to think of how cute it looked.

"I just wonder if it felt so wrong to him, or if it's just me."

"Well I don't think you're the first girl he's kissed, Annabeth." Percy chuckled. "This is Luke Castellan we're talking about."

Annabeth's face flushed as she gave Percy an evil look and groaned loudly. "Ugh! Why am I even telling you this, Percy?" She cried, lifting her head from the comfortability of Percy's lap. "You don't even like Luke!" She put her elbows on her knees and buried her face again.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that." She heard as she felt Percy's arm go around her shoulder. She instinctively leaned into him, exhaling deeply. Percy was warm.

"I love him, Percy. I'm going to stay with him... I... I'll get used to it... I will." Annabeth wondered whether she was reassuring Percy or herself, but she pushed that thought aside.

Luke promised Annabeth he would come over after work, so they could have some time alone that wasn't in the front seat of his car.

Her and Percy had hung out a while longer, doing what they always did, (which was basically eat junk food, watch TV, and make fun of each other). An hour before Luke was supposed to come, she had pushed Percy out the door, promising to call him later. Annabeth was absolutely terrified. She frantically ran around the house straightening up, and running in and out of the bathroom, checking her hair in the mirror.

But suddenly he was there. They sat on the couch and Annabeth curled up against his chest. Yes, she thought. This is how it's supposed to be.

She started to talk about her day to Luke, babbling cheerfully as she snuggled up against him, twirling her pale, blonde curls in her fingers. But he interrupted her again. And he was kissing her. It was still just as hot and strange as before; his lips were chapped.

You want this, Annabeth reminded herself.

Luke's hands trailed up her body. They moved through her curls, and suddenly he tugged hard at her hair. Annabeth held back a yelp, it's not like she could let it out anyways, she could hardly breathe again. But he was pulling her hair.

She remembered what her stepmother had said to her all those years ago. "That means they like you." Sue had told her.

No, Annabeth thought. This was different, he was hurting her. This wasn't a joke anymore. She was just about to pull away...

But how could he know that? She suddenly thought. If it was a joke then, how could he know that it wasn't a joke now? Luke's grip around Annabeth tightened as his strange lips moved against hers.

It must be an acquired taste.

A/N: I'm sorry my chapters are so short. I'm a terrible person. I'm planning to update again on Friday or Saturday. Thanks again!

-Abby