"Beth, there's no need to lie. We won't judge you here," She said, smiling in a way that guaranteed judgment.

"Actually, it's Annabeth, and I never lie. He's real," Annabeth was barely out of breath, her face not even flushed as they went into the fifth and final mile of the afternoon.

Why was Annabeth running you ask? Because she was hella good at it. But for real, she was running track at her new boarding school in New York City because she wanted to stay in shape for camp, or the occasional monster. Whichever came first, so a monster.

Who exactly was she running with? People who couldn't keep pace with her, so she'd slowed down and decided to make small talk. As small talk with teenage girls generally does, it eventually just became a conversation about who was cute and who was going nowhere. Annabeth resisted the urge to roll her eyes as they talked about how cute the boys at the boy's boarding school were.

Naturally, Annabeth was going to boarding school in NYC, and this school's arch nemesis was Goode. Annabeth found the Romeo and Juliet-ness of it all very amusing. But anyways, the girls on the track team loved to talk about the boys at the school's sister school, which was all boys to complement their all girls. And of course, the demigods had split up, Percy, Leo and Hazel at Goode, Piper and Annabeth at Laurelton and Jason, Frank and Nico at Briarwood. (Sorry if anybody goes to these school. My bad) The Briarwood boys were apparently hot stuff, but Annabeth preferred Goode boys.

"I think the blonde one is adorable. Look at those abs." The same girl commented. She was of course talking about Jason. This comment made Annabeth chuckle softly to herself. Laurelton and Briarwood shared the same athletic facilities with Goode, so they all intermingled. It was refreshing to see her friends, but being with hormone crazed girls generally made Annabeth uncomfortable.

"He's taken," Annabeth said shortly. All heads turned her direction, including the girl who'd made the comment.

"How do you know?" The girl was a bit upset now, Annabeth desperately tried to remember her name. Was it Molly? Millie? Mary? It was something with an M, or maybe it was Emily? They all sounded the same. But whatever.

"Oh, he's dating my friend, Piper." They all knew who Piper was. Her last name was McLean. She was quiet and beautiful. Nobody messed with her, and suddenly the conversation shifted in a less dangerous direction.

"What about him, he's cute." M girl pointed over to the shot put team, where Frank was cleaning up, much to them embarrassment of all the others. Annabeth again paled uncomfortably as the conversation continued.

"Look how strong he is, but careful. I wouldn't mind shot putting with him, if you catch my drift." M girl glanced at her little friend, who looked like she couldn't agree more.

"Yea, he's the team captain too! Wouldn't mind letting him captain my ship for a while," her friend responded, and Annabeth smirked.

"Hey guys, who we talking about?" Hazel said as she caught up with them. She'd been helping her friends with French, but wanted to hang with Annabeth for a while before the end of practice.

"Just that beautiful hunk of man over there at the shot put." M girl said, pointing at Frank. Annabeth raised her eyebrows and Hazel blushed furiously. M girl backtracked.

"Sorry, I forgot you're a freshman. But you gotta admit he's hot as hell." Annabeth actually laughed out loud at the final comment and Hazel smiled at the private joke they shared.

"Yea, I guess he's not too bad looking." Hazel replied as they slowed down to a walk for the cool down lap. They started stretching out their legs and M girl checked her shorts a few thousand times, making sure she looked good. Annabeth shared a look with Hazel that read, good luck with that one.

As a group they walked in the general direction of the shot putters, Hazel and Annabeth whispered to each other.

"What's the plan?" Annabeth asked.

"I thought you had the plan," Hazel replied with a bit less of a cool demeanor.

"Damn I guess we can wing it. I hope Frank rolls with this," Annabeth said.

"He always does," Hazel promised, her fingers crossed.

They stood on the side, all shoulder to shoulder, waiting for Frank to throw. When he did, he didn't disappoint. It was a meter further than the rest, and he didn't appear to be trying. M girl responded with a cheer and a flirtatious wink. Hazel shot him a look that said, "Ball is in your court, buddy."

"How was the run, ladies?" he asked, his rumbly voice eliciting some almost silent squeals from the group of four. And by group I mean M girl and her minion.

"It was tough, but we made it!" M girl replied. She batted her overly made up eyelashes at him, and he decided that this was enough.

He looked at Hazel and smiled, "How have you been Ms. Levesque?" He bowed gallantly, kissing her hand in a vaguely southern manner. He smiled up at her and she giggled.

"It was satisfactory, Master Zhang. And you?" She curtsied, her eyebrow raised. He grabbed a water bottle off the bench and walked with them.

"Much better after seeing you, lovely." He held her hand and laced his fingers into hers as they walked. M girl could be heard softly cursing, but to their well-trained ears, she may as well have been yelling.

Hazel and Frank walked into the dorm common area and left Annabeth with a look that read "good luck with that."

Annabeth, M girl and minion walked into the locker room and started to change, M girl complaining about how all the good ones were taken; minion sympathizing as minions tend to do.

They walked out and stood in the common area, M girl waiting for her ride to the mall on that fine Friday, Annabeth waiting for Percy to finish swimming and pick her up. She wanted to go home and marathon Sherlock with him, per tradition.

The swim team all came out together, Percy reminding everyone to be on time to school Monday so they could compete in regionals that afternoon.

"Well he's not bad looking. And damn, I am a fan of the no shirt. I'd give him service, even without shoes." She waved flirtatiously at him and he waved noncommittally back, like he didn't know her but wasn't going to leave her hanging.

"Yea, Brittney that fine gentleman will be all mine this evening." Brittney smiled and made a go ahead gesture. Annabeth smiled like she had a chance, secretly enjoying the spectacle. She did love it when girls flirted with Percy. He was so adorably clueless. But Annabeth had to agree, shirtless Percy was something to ogle at.

"Damn, look at those abs. Gah, he's perfect." M girl looked at Annabeth, who nodded, like she agreed, which she did.

"Go get him, Em," Brittany said, giving 'Em' a gentle push in his direction. He was making small talk with his team members, but appeared to be looking for someone. 'Em' grabbed Annabeth and Brittany as wing ladies and walked over, casually pulling her tank top a bit lower to show her frankly pathetic cleavage. She took a quick glance at her reflection on her phone and turned to face him.

"Hey…" She purred, angling herself so he could see right down her shirt.

"Hi," He sounded a bit nervous, and had yet to spot Annabeth, who was facing the other direction with a hood on.

"I'm Emily," She said, batting her eyelashes at him shamelessly.

"Do you have something in your eye?" he asked, confused about her attempts to flirt.

"No, I'm fine. What's your name, love?" her voice turned cold for a moment, but quickly regained its sickly sweet tone.

"I'm Percy, and have you seem my friend, I've been looking everywhere for-" he was cut off by Emily's over-eager help.

"Describe him, I love helping people!" She stepped closer to him and wrapped her arm around him bicep.

"Actually, she's a girl. She's tallish, really smart, and super beautiful. She's blonde, tan, grey eyes, on the track team. She runs distance. You might know her. Her name is Annabeth Chase?" Percy's green eyes lit up when he talked about her, but Brittney looked like she was deflating.

"Yea, I know Annabeth. She's not your girlfriend, is she?" The dread in her voice was tangible, but the ever-oblivious Percy failed to notice.

"Yea, perhaps she's mentioned me? Her handsome, athletic, awesome boyfriend? She may have used the world god-like?" He laughed softly like he had made a joke, but Emily's every fear was confirmed.

"Oh she's mentioned you. We thought she was lying. Damn." Emily handed Brittney a five dollar bill and walked away to a car. The door slammed and Annabeth smiled.

"That was just evil, Wise girl." Percy commented.

"It was worth it. Em is a total bitch." Annabeth gave Percy a quick kiss, which naturally was met with wolf whistles from his goofy friends. He waved to them as he opened the passenger door for Annabeth, but she gestured for him to get in and took the keys out of his palm. As she walked around the car, she waved to the swim team and called, "I might give him back for regionals."

She smiled as she got in the driver seat and gave him a proper kiss. The hoots from the team came in through the open windows, and Percy heard some shouts from his team.

"Have fun tonight, Jackson!" one boy yelled, so Percy gave a nice one finger salute as they drove a bit too quickly out of the parking lot and onto the Hutchinson Parkway into Manhattan.

It's fair to say she drove too fast, but life is too quick to do much else.

A/N: well, I hope you got all the innuendos and jokes in there, most were me punning on my screen name (M) and generally screwing around. I hope it was well received, and let me know what you'd like to read in terms of fluff in the future!

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