A/N: I feel like a bad author. Sorry for leaving you hang like that. I've been busy lately and I now have just found time to finish writing.

Disclaimer: I don't own Percy Jackson or the songs.

Annabeth POV

"Annabeth Marie Chase! What is the meaning of this?" a voice yelled at me. I opened my eyes and shot out of bed. I wiped the sleep out of my eyes and looked down at the stack of newspapers lying in my lap. Apparently I made the headlines today. What really stinks is that the pictures on the front pages of each paper were pictures of me and Percy. One headline read: Anna's Secret Beau! Another headline read: Tonight, Tonight Anna is Party Rocking with a new guy!

As I threw each paper onto the floor, one last headline caught my attention. It read: Anna: To Be with Perseus or Luke? My temper began to rise; I threw the paper on the floor and stormed out into the hallway. I grabbed my keys and bag out of the living room and ran down to my car. After I got in the car, I started it up and sped off fast towards Percy's house.

About two miles down the road, my phone went off. I looked down at the caller id and it read that my mom was calling.

Fifteen minutes later, I pulled into the parking lot of Percy Jackson's apartment building. I walked into the lobby and went up an elevator. As the elevator opened, the door to apartment 3J, Percy Jackson's apartment, opened. In the doorway, a tired but shocked Percy Jackson stood. I smiled at him and he invited me in.

"You're here early Annabeth. What's up?" he asked me. I pulled the papers out of my bag and laid them on the coffee table. He looked down at the coffee table and began to read the headlines. I looked at his face and waited for a reaction from him. His face displayed mixed emotions: shock, anger, embarrassment, confusion, and a little bit of a crush blush.

After five minutes of an awkward silence, I broke the silence. "Percy, what are you doing on the front of these magazines?" I asked him. He looked down at his feet and put his arms behind his back.

I looked at his face and his expression portrayed that he was hiding something. "Percy, are you hiding something from me?" I asked him.

"No, why?" he replied. I stared at him and he turned away. I knew he was lying.

"Tell me the truth Percy Jackson." I said to him in a firm voice. I began tapping my foot impatiently waiting for an answer. We stood there in that moment that felt like two hours! The silence was broken by the ring of a cell phone.

I reached into my pocket to check and see if it was my phone ringing. It wasn't and I glanced over at Percy. It was his phone. He answered it right in front of me. I stood there listening to his conversation.

"Hello, yes this is Percy. May I ask who's calling?" I watched him as he put the call on speaker.

"My name is Will Stewart from Columbia Records. We were wondering if you could send a demo CD in to us. I was at the singer Anna's concert last night and I was completely stunned." I looked at Percy with my mouth hanging wide open. I nudged him to reply to Will.

"Uh, sure Mr. Stewart. When do you need the demo by?" Percy asked him.

"Could you please drop it by us by the end of next week?" Mr. Stewart asked Percy.

"Yes sir! I will have it there as soon as possible. Thank you for calling and giving me a chance." Percy said with an excited voice into the phone.

"Mr. Jackson, it's our pleasure. We think you have a lot of potential out in Hollywood. Also, are you dating Anna?" I felt my face heat up as the sound of my secret identity was said.

"Uh, no sir. I just-"Percy began.

"Sorry but I have to go. We look forward to working with you Mr. Jackson! Have a good week, bye." Percy hung the phone up.

"So, what was that about?" I asked him.

"Let's talk over breakfast Annabeth." He replied. As I sat down on the couch, Percy grabbed my hand and pulled me up. In the blink of an eye, he kissed my cheek. I put a hand on my cheek and smiled a small smile.

"Let me cook Percy." I said to him.

"Hmmm, now let's see what the answer to that question is." I felt like I had a confused look on my face. He walked over to me with a smirk of a smile growing on his face. Before I could catch on to what he was doing, he picked me up and threw me over his shoulder.

I started to laugh and slap at his back playfully at the same time. He set me down on a bar stool and went to prepare breakfast. I got off of my stool and grabbed the eggs and milk out of the fridge. He grabbed the bowl, flour, and spoon.

"Pour ½ a cup of flour." he said. I looked at him weirdly.

"What? I'm just winging it Annabeth." He then winked at me. I felt my knees go weak for a second. I pulled out the cookbook and pointed to the proper recipe.

"Start cooking the right way Percy." I said to him sweetly. He nodded and then began to cook. After we finished cooking, we ate breakfast in a comfortable, quiet atmosphere.

"Thanks for coming over Annabeth. So why did you come over anyway?" he asked me. I rolled my eyes and pulled out the newspapers. He took the stack of newspapers and read the headlines. I watched as his face began to turn red. After he finished reading the headlines, he sat on the couch confused.

"I don't get it Annabeth. Why did you bring these newspapers?" he asked me. I sat there dumbfounded. He still doesn't get that I'm Anna. He surely is a seaweed brain. I paced to his room and grabbed his acoustic guitar.

"Percy, I hope that this will explain all of the confusion."

And the conversation was right

Underneath the shade of moonlight

You were standing there, with sun-touched hair

And a dress the color white

Like an aeroplane, I took flight

Fell in love with you that first night

Cause you danced with me

And I could see that there was more to life

I'm falling in love with you

I finished singing the song and sat there waiting for Percy's reaction. "Well what'd you think?" I asked him.

"That sounds like one of Anna's songs. Wait, are you Anna?" he asked me.

"Yes Percy. I am Anna the singer." I replied.

Thanks for reading!

-Frosty