A/N Happy New Year! Decided to welcome 2016 with a new chapter. I stayed up till 2:30 AM on the 30th, woke up at 7:30 AM, then took a nap for 2.5 hours, then stayed up till 4:30 last night, and woke up at 11. So my sleeping schedule is wacked up. I think I'm going to update once a week, twice? My semester exams are coming up and I'm suppose to be "studying" which doesn't leave much time for writing. I wrote this at 11 PM last night during a game of Monopoly in which I stole $1,000. Shhh, don't tell. Read and Review! Constructive criticism would be appreciated!

Disclaimer:I do not own the Percy Jackson series or any of the characters from the Percy Jackson series. I do not intend to insult anyone, nor put people in a negative light unless the story requires it.


Flashback

She donned a Yankees cap, sweeping her famous blonde hair into a bun, covered by the cap. She wore a loose white blouse flowing above a pair of dark blue skinny jeans- the only kind she wore- and a pair of brown boots- her personal favorites.

Wearing sunglasses wasn't enough; taking them off once could be disastrous. Contact lenses would have to do and she chose blue ones with streaks of brown. They let the grey from her eyes filter in between so that it looked natural enough. If she let her hair out, she'd look like a typical Californian college girl, which was what she wanted.

She grabbed her phone and her messenger bag, one tucked into the back pocket, the other slung over her shoulder. Walking to the door of the apartment, she decided to go sightseeing. She hadn't done that here as a normal person.

Humming, she stepped out, locked the door behind her, and started walking. She hadn't gone more than four blocks before she was slammed into be somebody.

A teenage boy with green eyes and a panicked expression, running really fast, rammed into her shoulder. "He-" the girl started to shout but the boy put a hand over her mouth and dragged her into a shop nearby. "Shhhh..." he hissed at her. She glared at him. A group of teenage girls ran by, squealing "Get out of my way!" and "Where is he?" and "Per-cy darling!"

With a start, the girl realized whom she was slammed into by: Percy Jackson, a rising Hollywood actor. Her glare turned into a look of determination and as the last girl ran by, she licked him. "Ewwww!" he yelled, holding his hand out like it had some contagious disease. The girl smirked.

"What was that for?" the boy demanded. "What was that for? What was that for?" she repeated incredulously. "You drag me over here like-like a kidnapper-" The boy rudely scoffed at this. The girl glared at him. After a long moment of nothing but intense staring, the boy finally said,"I can't be a kid kidnapper. That's just... weird." The girl did a facepalm. Of course, the only part he paid attention to was the part that didn't make sense.

"Oh. My. Gawd!" The duo spun around to see a tall, mousy, brown haired girl. The boy's eyes widened and he gestured for the tall girl to shut up.

"PERCY JACKSON! WILL YOU MARRY ME?! I'LL BE PERFECT! Ditch Blondie and come to ME!"

By now, another girl appeared. And another. And another. "Hey Percy darling?" the girl whispered to the boy. "Yeah Blondie?" the boy whispered back. The girl hesitated for a moment, then said, "Touche. Um, you wanna run?" The boy regarded her for a moment and told her,"On three." "Three!" the girl yelled. The two ran past the monologuing-about-her-love-to-Percy brown-haired girl. Behind them, the crowd of girls started running after them.

"Where are we going?" The boy yelled at the girl. "My-Sorry!" The girl shoved passerby away. "Ugh! My apartment!"


The boy sat on a stool, twirling himself around whenever the stool stopped. Twirl. Stop. Twirl. Stop. The girl had a nice apartment, but there seemed to be only one person living there: her. There were a few pictures that he had closely examined. Here was his analysis:

1. A blonde, grey-eyed lady who was probably the girl's mother. She was smiling and had her head on top of a blonde-haired, grey eyed little girl. A sister maybe?
2. A family of five, a brown-haired man who looked confused and dazed, the blonde woman from before and the grinning little girl from before. The girl's family?
3. Two girls, one black haired with blue eyes who looked like she liked to beat up boys in her free time and a girl with blonde hair and grey eyes. Blackie looked slightly familiar, with her hair in spikes and wearing black. Who was Blondie? It couldn't be the girl... could it? Their eyes were different, though the "real" girl's eyes had a bit of grey.
4. A blonde haired boy with a scar running down his face, the same black haired girl from before, and the other blonde haired girl. They all looked exhausted and dirty but they were grinning. Blondie started to look really familiar... That had to be the girl... Right?
5. The brown haired man from before now looked slightly neat, having his arm around
a smiling Asian woman, with two boys who were twins and were grinning standing near their legs, and a girl with blonde hair and had a small smile on her face. It looked forced. The sister? No, it looked like someone he had seen before. But who?
6. A gorgeous girl, just like the girl who owned the apartment he was in, was triumphantly holding hands with Blackie from earlier. Around them was a bunch of other people. They looked familiar. There was the girl whom his friend Jason had a crush on, Piper. There was G-Man, his manager! There was Leo, his friend/mechanic. How did the girl know these people?

His results: Inconclusive.

"Here." The girl walked into the kitchen, carrying a glass of water which she handed to the boy. He nodded his thanks, and then staring into the water like it held the answers to life's greatest mysteries, asked,"Why do you live here alone?"

"I have a guardian living like two doors down. And my family... the aren't exactly welcoming of me being there."

"Why? And um, are they the people in the second and fifth photo?"

"Yeah, the first one is my mom, me, and... Dad and the second is me, Dad, Helen, and Bobby, and Matthew. And for your other question, I...I attract the wrong crowd. They don't like the people I end up having to hang with." This boy was perceptive. It wasn't good but she had already made up her mind on what she was going to do. The boy narrowed his eyes. So the girl was the grey eyed girl. Interesting...

"Is Helen your stepmother? And end up? You don't have a choice in the matter?" This boy was smart. And tactless. Which the boy knew but in his defense, he was in the apartment of someone who he had just met.

"Yes and no, I don't." That line of conversation was now finished.

"Why'd you help me?" The girl sighed. She had known this question would have popped up, sooner or later. And sooner was always the prefered choice. "Consider it a favor from another star." The boy frowned. Seeing his unspoken question, the girl rolled her eyes and took of her cap. Taking off her contact lenses, she held out her hand. "Hi Percy Jackson. I'm Annabeth Chase. It's nice to meet you."