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and to Adonai—im updating so you will to, my obsession cannot resist ;)

Alright, lets go on! No own-age. And P.S. Annabeth is a BURLESQUE dancer not a stripper.

Annabeth's POV:

Percy is a dumbass.

As I am waiting for him to come pick me up, all these murderous thoughts are running through my head about how he had to buy tickets for our stupid show. I mean what is he going to think? He'll think I am a...

The knock on my door snapped me out of my thoughts.

I walked casually to the door in my dress and heels and took a deep breath calming my nerves.

I open the door to see Percy scrambling on the ground looking around for something.

I coughed and smirked while crossing my arms. Percy looked up and just laughed while rolling his eyes.

"What are you looking for?" I asked curiously.

"The key to my room...I could have sworn I had it in my hands earlier..." he said looking behind a plant.

"Ah ha! There's the little devil," he mumbled under his breath.

I just laughed while he stood up and brushed of his pants.

"Ready to go, Annabeth?" Percy asked starting to walk.

"Yeah, but wait up!" I said hurrying up to catch up with him.

He just looked at his watch tapping it like he has been there for hours. Real original, huh?

I just lightly punched his shoulder and stomped to the restaurant.

"Wrong one!" he yelled, "It's the other way!"

Blushing I just turned around to run straight into Percy, who was standing, apparently, right behind me. The weird thing was I couldn't/didn't want to move. His arms were wrapped around me like a python. I was immediately nervous, I didn't know if I should hug him back or talk to him or push away or...

"Annabeth," he said with a sudden seriousness leaking in his mellow voice.

I looked up to him and I noticed how close he was to me. I could feel his steamy breath, his eyes like the ocean, unruly and calm at the same time. He was beginning to grin the sloppy grin that melts my heart, and I knew I wouldn't be able to resist.

Luckily, I didn't have to. My heel broke on my shoe, of course.

I stumbled down and fell down trying to keep balance, while Percy looked around acting like I didn't just embarrass myself and him.

"Percy..." I grumbled waiting for him to give me a hand, still 'angry' at how he 'ignored' me.

"Who me?" he said-hopefully-jokingly.

I just gave him the glare-o-death as Thalia calls it, and he just stiffened and helped me up. I couldn't help but pull a smug smile to myself.

"Thanks," I said. He just nodded and winked in response.

We were waiting on our food in a comfortable silence. I noticed all the little things about Percy, like how it has never been awkward between us for these short 2 days, but tonight seeing me at my show, might turn a tad bit awkward, if you get what I am saying.

We got our food and he kept asking me random questions like I was Trivial Pursuit or something. Weird questions like, 'do you like horses?', 'have you ever been scuba diving?', and of course my favorite one-'have you ever fallen off a boat?'.

I just answered diligently, and it seemed all of them were around the ocean. I liked that, how he was so fond of the sea. It was like his home, away from home.

That reminded me, where did he come from? I mentally added it to my list of things to ask.

Time sure did fly.

I only realized I would be late 10 minutes before my show. I was so lost in my 'Percy-world' I totally forgot. Shit.

"Oh, goddamn, I am going to be late...again...I gotta go Percy," I quickly stammered gathering all my belongings, "tonight was great, thanks so much."

"I guess I better go get my seat, want me to bring a poster?" he asked.

"Huh?"

"I could bring a poster that says: 'Get it Retard Face!' or 'Daaaayyuuummm'."

I was seriously about to rack him. He's the retard face.

"Ha-ha, very funny, but no, you can't."

"Fine, just ruin my parade," he said while rubbing his eyes like he was crying.

I just smirked and left waving him off, running with maximum speed in a heel and a shoe with no heel.

I made it there in the nick of time. Everyone was all 'Where ya been Annabeth?' I'm just like—shut the hell up.

We got on stage in our beginning poses and I gulped not daring to see Percy there.

I looked up on my cue to the sea of drunks, except for one with a peculiar smirk and mischievous look in his gorgeous eyes.

You know that awkward feeling I mentioned before? Yeah, well you can say it was there. I felt it, but I don't think he did. He was to busy smirking his little Seaweed Brain smirk.

After I completely and utterly embarrassed myself in front of Percy, a drunk guy-a very drunk guy-comes up to me while we are in the audience dancing around.

He shoves bills in my shirt, and I give them back saying, "I'm not a damn stripper."

He tried at a seductive smile and states, "Wanna show me what else you can do?"

I had never in my time of burlesque dancing had this kind of behavior put on me. It was always Thalia (Internal chuckle).

I stammered unable to think of a harsh way of saying no, until I was interrupted from my endless, bottomless, (don't take that the wrong way) pit of my mind.

Percy just had a demeaning glare at this creep, and to my surprise, socked a punch in his jaw.

I was so going to be fired if my boss knows I'm with Percy.

But, at the time, I didn't care.

I know, this sucks.

I am having writers block, but I was threatened to write this story. Seriously.

My brains dead from finals, and I will update when I get back from my trip. Im leaving in an hour! :)

Anyways, I love/adore/admire all of my fans and reviewers.

PLEASE review, meaning a faster update. Oh, and give me ideas of what to do next.

With love- percabeth13