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Annabeth POV

The first huge high school party of the year is always an event begging for disaster. One of my friends, Rachel Elizabeth Dare, has a huge mansion and her parents were away on business for the weekend. She also didn't care much for getting in trouble, so her house was where it was being held. Beforehand, Thalia and I were hanging out while I tried to find something to wear. It was definitely awkward now that I knew about the situation with her mother. But thankfully, she didn't catch on.

"Do you ever wear any color other than black?" I joked as she fixed the collar on her black blouse.

She laughed, "I mix it up every now and then with some gray."

Walking over to my closet, I thought aloud, "What should I wear?"

"It's just a high school house party, not prom. It doesn't really matter," she told me and then flipped open her phone as her text ringtone, Falling Down by Atreyu, went off. It was probably Percy.

Even though it was very unlike me, deep down I think I wanted to impress Percy by looking pretty. I'm really a mess. So, I just shrugged, "You're right."

"Unless you're trying to find a guy," she added and my head snapped in her direction. Did she somehow know? If Nico squealed…

Trying to play dumb, I said, "No. Why would you think that?"

Shrugging, she grabbed her keys off the table, "I don't know. Besides, to do that nowadays a girl pretty much has to dress like a stripper. Which really isn't you."

I sighed in relief. I must be better at hiding this than I thought.

She was practically pushing me out the door by that point, "And you look fine in that so let's go."

I didn't look as good as I had planned in just a white v-neck and jeans, but I didn't think Thalia was going to let me go back. We showed up at the party at about nine even though it started at eight. We went our separate ways and it only took me a few minutes before someone crashed right into me. Assuming it was probably some wasted guy, I shoved him away and kept walking.

My head snapped back in his direction though when I heard him call, "Annabeth?"

When I saw who it was my jaw dropped in shock. It was Luke Castellan. He had been best friends with Thalia and I before Percy even came into the picture. Yes, I had a crush on him too. Sue me. He had moved away though a little while after Percy moved here though. I guess he was back. He was wearing a navy and white baseball tee along with a torn-up pair of jeans. As he walked closer, I got a better look as his sandy blonde hair and blue eyes. A smile broke out across his face and his scar along his right cheek rippled. He had been holding a red cup full of beer, but he just tossed it aside and lifted me in a hug.

"It's so good to see you again!" he shouted over the blaring music.

I nodded as he let me back down, "Not that I'm not glad to see you, but what are you doing here?"

"I moved back here a few days ago and heard about the party. I figured I might find some people here," he explained. I assumed he would be going to the same school as me even though he would be a senior since he's a year older.

Since I could barely hear him over the music, I nodded toward a door that led outside, "Let's talk out there."

There was no one else out on the patio, so we went and sat on one of the benches. It felt nice to be with him. I was as close with him as I was with Thalia and Percy, but he wasn't a constant reminder that I couldn't have the guy I liked. We immediately started talking about what had been going on with us in the past seven or so years.

After while, he asked, "Is Thalia here?"

"She's here. I don't know where though," I informed him.

"How has she been?"

My mind flitted to the issues she'd been having with her mom, but it wasn't my place to say anything. Instead, I said, "She's been doing alright. Do you remember Percy?"

He thought for a moment, "Was he the crazy old homeless guy who barked at birds?"

With a chuckle, I shook my head, "No, he was the kid who moved in not to long before you left."

After thinking for a few more seconds, he nodded in realization, "Now I remember. I never really knew the kid though. What does he have to do anything?"

"Thalia's dating him," I stated bluntly.

He laughed, "So, Thalia got herself a boyfriend. That's got to be interesting."

Forcing a small laugh, I replied, "Yeah, I guess."

If by interesting he meant ironic that I like the guy she's dating, then yes, it's very interesting.

His head snapped up, "I almost forgot." He fished around in his pocket for something, "I got you and Thalia gifts before I returned."

In his hand was a beautiful necklace. The lace was simple leather, but the wooden pendant was incredible. From a distance it would only look like an 'AC', yet it had all kinds of engravings. There was a tiny stack of books carved in, a sketchpad the looked like it was wood-burned in, and there were a lot more. I was amazed so many little pictures could fit on the small letters.

"I made it myself," he elaborated, "There wasn't much to do in the town I had lived in, so this became a project of mine." He held it up to my neck, "May I?"

"Of course," I told him. He pushed my hair aside and started to tie the knot of it behind my neck. While he was doing this, I saw Percy and Thalia through one of the windows. They had their arms around each other and were playing beer pong with the Stolls. They were laughing together and they just looked so…happy. It honestly made my heart ache slightly. Things only got worse when I saw Nico. He was standing in the shadows of the room and watching the couple with narrowed eyes. He was so bitter about them being together and I didn't want to be like that.

"Are you okay?" Luke asked. His face was close to mine and his blue eyes were burning into my grey ones.

Bringing my attention back to him, I stuttered, "Um…yeah I just-just zoned out."

When he made no attempt to pull his face further away, I did the dumbest thing ever. I crashed my lips to his.

The more my emotions acted up, the more my brain was shorting out lately. That can't be good.

A message to all Percabeth fans: Please don't hate me! I know a lot of you probably aren't happy about the Lukabeth I've started, but we all know a story wouldn't be interesting if it went exactly how you would like. Plus, it's just another way to turn the story. And as a little fun fact about this story, it's also kind of a play on the shipping wars that go on.

I hope you all enjoyed the chapter. Please review, they're like crack to me :)