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Annabeth's POV:

My eyes opened, confused, at first, at the roof above. It was mural of what looked like a famous fable of some foreign kind. Greek, maybe, possibly Roman? It was an exquisite painting, one that you would only see in museums and professional art shows. The line work was incredible, the colors vivid, breathtaking, and though I have never been good at art, (my prime as an artist had been when I made a macaroni necklace for my dad's fathers' day present) I still appreciated it more then anything.

I glanced to my right, now finally realizing where I was. Next to me Luke slept, looking so peaceful in his sleep I couldn't help stare at him. The way his blonde hair was messily laid out all over his pillow, his early wrinkles of having a stressful job smoothed and gone, his six-pack abs looking so sexy, and how bright red lip stick marks were all over his cheek . . .

It all came together now. How last night I had got so caught up in him, how we had been on the couch for hours and hours, making out without ever stopping. How good it felt to be there with him, all my worries forgotten, and how I couldn't help but accept his offer to go to his place. . .

I smacked myself in the head. How could I be so stupid! I'm an 18-year-old-girl, fresh out of high school, that just got an internship that could be the one that would finally let my career take off, and only a few weeks in I meet a guy and then sleep with him! I mean he is an incredibly hot guy, who is so nice, smart, charming . . .

I needed air, and to clear my head. I carefully wrapped the sheet around me, careful not to wake Luke, and got up to try to find my clothes. They had been on the floor last night, but I couldn't seem to find them anywhere. After about thirty minutes when I was really panicking about not being able to find my clothes I heard Luke groan and stretch and frantically went to him.

"Luke! Have you seen my clothes?" he still looked exhausted, which brought back a flood of embarrassing images to my mind. I turned my back to him, holding my sheet tighter against me, as I pried through the mess his room had become.

"I don't know," he muttered and I heard the springs of the bed give in, and I turned around, not being able to handle this crap right now.

"LUKE! Please!" He groaned again and crawled out of bed. I blushed as I saw his naked body and looked up. He seemed to notice my cheeks reddening and came up and brought my face to his. My embarrassment faded as he kissed me. I had never felt more blissed out before in my life.

"Now I have no idea where your clothes are and if you can't find it then my maid probably threw it out." My head was still spinning from the kiss and I barely made out the meaning of his words.

"Thrown out . . .. Oh no! I have to get to work in-" I looked at the clock. I was more screwed then I thought I was.

"In fifteen minutes! Luke, what am I going to do!" I felt hot tears in my eyes welling up, threatening to spill over.

"Don't worry, babe, I got some extra clothes you can wear." Luke winked at me and went into his ginormous walk-in closet. I waited impatiently tapping my foot. He finally came out and my mouth dropped open to the floor when I saw what he was holding.

"I have to wear that?" I whispered, my voice not working so great from the horror I was facing.

"It's either this or you go to work butt-naked." I groaned and grabbed the clothes and headed toward the bathroom. I was so screwed.

*** Later ***

"I feel like a slut," I moaned looking at my ridiculously short skirt that barely came below my underwear.

"You look great! It's not like there is a dress code at work." Luke's words didn't really reach me. There may be no dress code, but you sure as hell can get fired for coming to work dressed as a prostitute! I knew that Luke was just trying to help though, and I appreciated it.

"Here we go," Luke said, holding open the door. I took a deep breath and walked in, bracing myself for embarrassment.

Luke POV:

A huge smile appeared on my face as Annabeth walked into the office. Hiding her clothes had been a great idea. Not only was she now really great to look at, but also she would depend on me more then ever to get her through this. As she stepped in she leaned forward a bit so I could see right up her slutty skirt. A huge whole in the back of the short dress exposed her back so there was only the tie around her neck, and the front of the dress. In the front the rim was low, and her cleavage showed very much. This would only embarrass her and maybe she would get yelled at so bad by Mr.D that I would need to come into the rescue. Which would make her only more desperate and needy. Perfect for me. My smile widened and I tried not to laugh as everybody looked at Annabeth.

She blushed a million shades of red when she finally walked in. I followed her in, wishing so much I had a camera. Everybody's expressions were so funny as they reacted to Annabeth's revealing clothes. When we reached the door to my office the annoying boy, uh Perry I think, came over. My smile vanished. Why didn't this kid stop hitting on Annabeth? She was mine.

"Uh, hi Annabeth," He looked down at what she was wearing and his face turned as red as Annabeth's. He looked at me and glared.

"Hi, Mr. Castellan," he said coldly. Every time he saw me with Annabeth he acted like this.

"Hello, Perry," I said smoothly, never letting my anger towards him show. Annabeth needed to think I was always calm and collected, no matter what. She would fell even harder for me if she were convinced that I was a nice guy.

"It's Percy," he corrected, glaring daggers at me. "Annabeth I was wondering if I could-" Annabeth finally decided to talk.

"Maybe later, Percy. I'm kind of busy. Luke and I need to work on our project." He looked disappointed, and I couldn't hold back my smile this time.

"Yeah, Perry, run along." He turned, defeated and walked away. This kid must really like Annabeth. Too bad, I thought as we walked into my office for our make-out session. When I was through with her, she was going to be a wreck.

Percy's POV:

Thump, thump.

I watched the tennis ball bounce off the wall and fall back in my hands. I threw it again.

Thump, thump.

I just couldn't get my hand around it. Luke and Annabeth. Why would she date a douchebag like him?

Thump, thump.

I mean her not liking me; I could handle that. A beautiful girl like that- it came to me with no surprise. Yeah, sure, Luke was handsome and all that crap, I couldn't count all the girls that he had brought into the office and how they never stopped making googly eyes at him, but I thought Annabeth was different. She got this internship all by herself, just from being super smart, and, being someone who has actually talked to her and knows from experience, there's no doubt she has some inkling of self respect. Which is why I don't have a clue why she's dating that loser.

Thump, thump.

I can't stand to see her dating that guy, especially after seeing the way he treated chicks; like absolute trash. He leaves them heartbroken, alone, and eating a gallon of Ben & Jerry's. I had to stop him before it was too late.

Thump, thump.

This one was special; she wasn't just another piece of meat to be thrown through the grinder. I needed to help her out before she got in too deep.

*** Later ***

I waited in the hall for the perfect moment to pounce. Waited for the giggles of the office gossips to show that they walked by, so we could be absolutely alone. Then I took my approach.

"Percy!" Annabeth exclaimed, the surprise she felt for me showing up here planted clearly on her face. "What are you doing?"

"Annabeth, I really need to talk to you," I told her quickly, knowing I had limited time before she would ditch me to be with Luke.

"I really don't have the time-"

"Just here me out, Annabeth, please."

She bit her lip debating on whether to listen to me or blow me off like she has every time she is with Luke. Finally, she let out a sigh, and focused her grey eyes on mine.

"What do you want?" I quickly smirked, finally happy she would talk to me, but it quickly fell off my face when I tried to find the right way to put this. Honestly, I was happy to just be this far.

"Um, well, you see Annabeth-" She glared at me, eyes piercing, giving me a quick reminder that she didn't have all day and I finally spit it out.

"Your boyfriend is a jackass."

There was an eerie silence between us as her eyes only got more piercing and her expression harsher.

"How do you even know I have a boyfriend? What do you know about him and how can you have the nerve to judge him when you hardly even know him?" she inquired her eyes more suspicious then ever, and I knew what outcome was playing out in her mind.

"I haven't been like spying on you or anything-"

"Spying!" she exclaimed, "Is exactly what you have been doing!"

"No, Annabeth." I lowered my voice, not wanting anyone to overhear."Everyone in the office knows about you guys, and also, what kind of guy Luke is." I looked at her hoping she was starting to get it, but her eyes just narrowed.

"Your not the first girl he's dated in the office. Not by a long shot. Ask anyone-"

"You know what Percy!" Her fists were clenched and I knew that I hadn't gotten to her. "Luke isn't a jackass. You're a jackass. Leave me alone or I will get you kicked out of this office before you even know what went down. Are we clear?"

"Annabeth, I'm just trying to-"

"Are we clear?" I couldn't believe how wrong this all went down. How come she wouldn't listen?

"We're clear."

"Good." I watched her as she stormed off, quickly making way to Luke's office. Crap, I thought to myself, Luke one, Percy zip.

Well could that ending line get anymore stupid? I really couldn't think of anyway better to end the chapter. Pathetic, right? Well sorry it took me so long to update, I've just been bus and all that. Please tell me your thoughts about this chapter and I'm so sorry it's so short. I'll try to update soon!