Oh yeah, just so you guys know, I've decided to try something new and have a little look-see into Nat's mind too…yes, I know this is Through RACHEL'S Eyes, but sorry!

Disclaimer: This is the part where I say "I don't own PJO." Soooo…there.

Rachel's POV

Nat and I decide to walk instead of grabbing a taxi, because Schol's is only a few blocks from my house.

We're silent as we exit my house and the gates. Then as we start to walk on the sidewalk, Nat suddenly says, "Rachel, what school do you go to?"

I look over at him, meaning to only glance, but am pulled in by his shocking blue eyes until I'm pretty much staring at him. "Goode."

Nat's face lights up like a jack-o-lantern. Only…cuter. Way cuter. "Really?"

I scrunch up my eyebrows, a tidgey bit confused. It's not like he goes to my school or anything. Believe me, I would've noticed him sooner if he did. "Umm, yeah…why?"

"Well, I got this academic award, and—"

"—and you're comin' to Goode for the next two weeks!"

Nat's smile, I swear, is like the sun: brilliant, bright, burning, and hard to stare at without going blind. "Yeah! Wow, what are the odds that I would already have a friend before I even get to Goode?" I like the way he's already calling me a friend.

I try to match his smile (Doesn't really work out, but I mean, hello, it's a pretty impossible thing to attempt, matching his smile). "And hopefully by the time we're through here, you'll have two more friends!"

"So these are your friends from school?"

"No," I have to admit. "Well yes, I mean, Percy is, but Annabeth actually won an academic award thing too, so technically, over the next two weeks, she will be a friend from school!"

Nat laughed. "Wow, that's some pretty nice logic!"

"Well you know; that's just how I do!"

We keep laughing and talking until we approach Schol's. "Here we are!" I tell Nat. He smiles. "Mmm, looks good!"

He, being the sweet gentleman he is, opens the door for me and waits until I'm inside before stepping in himself. Percy would never do that. He's more of a race-you-there-last-one-in-is-a-rotten-egg-and-if-I-get-there-first-then-you-snooze-you-lose kinda guy.

Then again, he'd probably do it for Annabeth. I try to tell myself I don't care. I try to tell myself that I've got wonderful, perfect Nat, and what do I need Percy for? I'm not really giving Nat a decision here, whether he wants to date me or not. In my mind, he's flawlessly impeccable, and all mine. But even with Nat being forced (in my brain) to return my affections, I still can't let go of Percy.

Stupid Percy Jackson, I think-yell angrily. Fudgin' Seaweed Brain.

Speaking of Stupid, fudgin', seaweed-brained Percy Jackson; there he is, sitting in a booth with Annabeth. My heart flutters, and I glance over at Nat, with a smile in his direction.

Nat's POV

We walk in, Rachel and I. She looks over at me and smiles. I smile back, even though I'm kind of freaking out. I was good at not showing how nervous I was around people. And believe me, right now I'm more anxious then I can ever remember being. I can do this. I can do this.

I look around the ice cream parlor. There are multi-colored lights, red, plushy seats, and a jukebox over in the corner. Some song about being disturbed is playing. It sounds vaguely familiar but I can't quite put my finger on it. Most noticeable in the ice-cream shop is the dance floor in the middle of the room. The place is crowded with a bunch of lust-filled teenagers "dancing." I get the feeling that this isn't your average ice creamery. I mean, I don't think these kinda places usually have all of this….er, entertainment.

I realize Rachel is looking at a couple in a back booth near the jukebox.

"There they are!" Rachel says, grabbing my hand and pulling me toward them. I stare at them as we make our way toward them, trying to memorize their faces. Percy's pretty good-looking, I have to admit, if not grudgingly. He has longish jet-black hair and bright green eyes. He's pretty tan. I might have a bit of competition with this one. But I'm not letting him get in my way. Never. The girl next to him is pretty, with curly-wavy light blond hair and gray eyes. Those eyes look familiar….

They stare back at us with astonished eyes.

"Hey!" Rachel says as cheerily as usual when we finally catch up to them. Her crazy red hair bounces to the rhythm of the music as she sways slightly, a grin on her lips. "This is Nat. Nat, Percy, Percy, Nat, Annabeth, Nat, Nat, Annabeth."

We slide into the opposite side of the booth, facing Percy and Annabeth. I notice the way Rachel looks at Percy, a little too intently, and pursed my lips. This might be a little more difficult then I thought. I turn toward them and fake one of my winning smiles, trying to make it look genuine.

"So," Annabeth finally says after a few moments of nothing but the beat of the music and the laughter of other people. "Um, so Nat, how do you and Rachel know each other?"

"Yeah," Percy says, never taking his eyes off of me. Protective. Hmm. "She never mentioned you before." Annabeth nudges him and glares at him, muttering something that sounds suspiciously like Seaweed Brain. Apparently this Annabeth is what keeps him in line. Interesting.

I give another expert pseudo-smile. "We actually only met today. Her parents and mine are trying to do business with each other. They told us to, and I quote, 'Keep each other busy while we talk,'"

Rachel, Annabeth, and I start to laugh. Percy joined in just a second too late. Smooth, dude.

"Hey," Percy says, looking at the jukebox across from us. "The song's ending. I've got a buck. You guys wanna go pick a song?" Nice save…play the nice friend. Ha. One with a buck.

We all agree, and get up. We huddle around the jukebox and sifte through the songs.

Rachel's POV

"Hey, how's about Smile? By, er, Uncle Kracker? " I suggested.

Annabeth, and Percy grin. "Sure!" Nat has a strange look on is face. Percy shrugs and feeds a buck into the machine.

"Don't worry, Nat," I assure him. "You'll know what song it is when ya hear it!"

"Come on, guys, let's get down on the dance floor!" I say, grabbing Nat's hand a few seconds before the song starts. And then I do something I never thought I'd ever, ever do in my life. I put Percy and Annabeth's hands together and said "Dance, guys!"

And something strange happens to me. It's like something icy cold has released its clutch from my heart. When I look at Percy, I don't see the same thing as two seconds ago. He's still cute and sweet and all, but now I just see him as my best guy friend.

Then I glance at Nat, and it's like I'm seeing him for the first time. I know it all sounds so cheesy, but that's how I honestly feel. That's when the song starts. Nat takes me into his arms and I look into his eyes. Gods, he's beautiful. What did I ever see in Percy? The song seems perfect for the occasion to me. The words are pretty close to what I feel about Nat. And the beat is good, but still slow enough so I can really dance with Nathan Andrew Greyland.

Nat POV

Rachel stares into my eyes with those big green innocent ones of hers, and I know she's mine. Everything's going according to plan.

The end! Well of chapter 4 haha…. :D