Dingy108: Glad you like it :)
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Percabeth Trumps Jasper: Thank you! It's hard portraying her, especially since we're nothing a like XD So it's a struggle. I'm glad at least one person thinks I'm doing a good job.
The Goddamn Dark Knight: Hahaha, well, wouldn't you? I know I would… yum.
Percy's Wife: Your Percabeth sense must be on fire ;D
Sadie Breezy: ;) Ah, yes! Yeah, I'm not a pop person. I can take one or two artists. But my tolerance is pretty low. AA, FIR, and BOTDF… Don't hate me… But I could never get into those bands XD Granted FIR is growing on me, along with Sleep With Sirens. I'm into MY Chemical Romance, Paramore, Fall Out Boy, Linkin Park, 30 Seconds To Mars, Senses Fail, Rise Against, Lostprophets… and well I could go on XD Demi is pretty cool. Say, did you go to Warped Tour?
AtlantaJackson95: Aw, thank you! I try ;)
Airmage: Evanescence is always good. Hollywood Undead are good too. Green Day and Linkin Park, are fantastic :) And thank you!
Emmalunajackson33: Haha, yeah, just you wait XD But I'm glad I made you laugh. Humor isn't my strong suit. You my friend, are already speaking my language. I love music, but music is only worth it if it's meaningful. When the lyrics are well written and paint a story… That's love. Yeah, I'm not into single singers. I freaking love Imagine Dragons. They're fantastic. And Linkin Park is great always. Coldplay is alright too. I like their lyrics more than their music, mostly though… And do check out My Chemical Romance. Their lyrics are serious. Lots of dark poetry and heartbreaking lyrics. They're my heroes :) I recommend The Ghost Of You, Helena, Vampires Will Never Hurt You, Sing, Save Yourself I'll Hold Them Back, Cancer, Welcome To The Black Parade, The Kids From Yesterday, Summertime, Tomorrow's Money, Disenchanted, Famous Last Words, Desert Song, and well… I could go on XD
Jay Jay-Lynn: Thank you! That means a lot!
ADayWithNoLaughterIsADayWast ed: Hahaha, thank you! And I try ;) He's pretty yummy isn't he? XD
Poseidongirl168: Just writing him, is killing me XD I hope my muse stays too :P
theGIRLwhoREADStooMUCH: Yeah, she's kinda girly. Sorry. But I'm glad you like it, and thought it was funny :)
BeautifulMystery23: You lucky girl ;) And I'm glad you like this Annabeth!
CrAzYBookFan1: It's pretty hilarious actually, because I just finished writing the first part of this chapter when I got your review XD You read my mind.
Howlsong12: Linkin Park, Green Day, and Rise Against are all fantastic. You'll be get some of their music through out the story, so no fear about One Direction songs and who knows what XD
MullerConner: Anyone who understands and appreciates all and any kind of music is a friend of mine. Another member of the MCRmy? I fucking love you now XD I love ATL, Monsters and Men, Boys Like Girls, P!nk, Maroon 5, Florence and The Machine, Fall Out Boy, The Killers, Paramore, Green Day, The Fray, Mumford and Sons, and honestly? I could go on and on about music XD
XxThisMyFriendIsAPenxX: Who wouldn't? XD
Lady Cooper: Awww, Thank you so much :) It's been forever since I started this story, and from the sounds of it, you're one of the 'original fans' right? Anyways, if you are, kudos to you for sticking with me on this XD
La bella nunez: Thank you! And don't die! And yes… If only we were all Annabeth XD That lucky girl…
So apparently you guys like my descriptions of Percy, eh? Awesome. Say, are any of you fans from when I first started this story? Just curious.
So another update? And this soon? You guys are LUCKY. Oh, and HAPPY THANKSGIVING! Whether you celebrate it or not, it doesn't matter XD So you can thank all of my muses for this incredibly long chapter today, like the new MCR songs, Psych, Scott Pilgrim, nail polish fumes, and Scary Movie 2.
I was walking down the halls of my high school, ignoring the nasty looks girls were sending me. Jealousy wasn't a good look on any girl. The sounds of the high school, slamming lockers, loud conversations, laughing friends, and the scolding teachers were all normal, but I ignored it all.
I was on cloud nine. I had been for the past 4 months. How could I not be? Luke Castellan was my boyfriend and not even Drew; Goode's princess had that. Suddenly all the years of being second best, just didn't matter because I had Luke and she didn't.
"You've got your Luke-On-The-Brain face on." Thalia teased as she walked up to me, a large smirk on her face. I blushed.
"Shaddup." She rolled her violent eyes. But her face darkened soon after and I sighed, already taking the defense. I knew that look. That look was Thals' 'I know you like Luke, but I don't trust or like him Annie' look. I hated when she brought this up. I didn't understand why she couldn't just be like a normal best friend, or any of our other friends, and just celebrate the fact that I was stepping out of my shell and acting girly. Why couldn't she just squeal and gush about Luke like best friends were supposed to? Instead all I got was distrust and dislike.
Whenever I invited Luke over to the table to eat, Thalia would leave, making up some lame excuse, while she glared unabashed at Luke.
Sometimes when I choose to sit with Luke in the few classes I had with him, She would glare at the both of us, and then ignore me for the rest of the day until I confronted her about it, where she just said the same thing.
"I don't trust him Annie."
Sensing where our conversation was going, I spun on my heels, hands on my hips, and glared at her. Even Thalia winced under the fury in my eyes. I had had enough of Thalia's constant badgering.
"No. Thalia, don't start. I'm sick and tired of all your negativity. I'm sick and tired you hating on my relationship with Luke. I don't know what your deal is, but it's getting really old. I'm so done with this Thalia. Why the hell can't you be happy for me? What the hell is so wrong with being happy for your best friend? What?"
Thalia opened her mouth to respond but I was on a roll, anger and hurt were controlling my mind as I let the words that had been festering in my mind come thundering out in vicious attacks. "No! Listen to me! I'm your best fucking friend! Are you jealous?" I screeched. "Are you jealous that I'm happy? That I have boyfriend? That I don't have to do go to dances alone? Are you jealous of the fact that I'm dating Luke? Geez, I knew you had a crush on him a while back, but I didn't think you still did!"
"And if I did?" She asked softly, her voice was like a light drizzling rain, only the slight soft, warning before a thunderstorm rolled on through, destroying everything in its path. "And if I still liked Luke?"
I snorted. "I'd say you were a pretty horrible best friend for trying to get me to break up with him—" I don't either of us saw it coming, but a moment later, I was on the ground, clutching my cheek, tears swarming my vision as I stared at the raven-haired girl in shock, her shoulders hunched and her whole body shuddering. Her breathing was loud and rapid, her eyes wide and wild, tears streaming down her face, and her hand still hadn't moved from where she hit me.
She looked shocked, but she quickly stole back her wits, much faster than I could, and she snarled, her eyes like blades. "What the fuck is wrong with you?" She screamed. "I don't like Luke like that! Sure I did, in 6th grade! But you! You act like I'm the bad guy here!" She pointed an accusing my finger at me. "I don't trust Luke! Why? Because all he wants is to get in your pants! I tried to tell you! But you were too busy forgetting me to listen! Too busy playing tonsil hockey with Luke!
"I'm your fucking best friend! You should listen to what I'm saying, what I'm trying to warn you about before you get your heart smashed! I'm not some petty friend secretly hoping the relationship ends so I can have a chance! I want you to be happy! And Luke is going to hurt you!" She snarled but I had had enough. Where the hell did she get off?
"Shut up, Thalia! You don't know what you're talking about! You don't know my relationship! You don't know Luke!" I stood up, tears were falling freely, the hot, sticky droplets rolled down my face and off of my chin, burning wherever they touched.
"And you do?" She screamed right back. "Do you really know Luke? Do you know what he really does with those extra hour 'workout sessions' after football practice? Of course you don't! You're too busy being Miss Eye of Envy to notice that he's fucking Drew behind the bleachers right now! Did you know that?"
"You're lying!" I cried, ignoring the budding doubt growing in my heart. I refused to listen to the logic in her words.
"Did you know the only reason he dated you was because he and Drew threw together this big huge plot to crush you once and for all! He just wants sex and she wants to destroy you!"
It was my turn to slap her. "You don't know anything, Thalia Grace." I hissed. "Get the fuck out of my face. You're not my best friend. Get the fuck out of my life." I spat. She looked shocked but the shock was quickly replaced with hurt.
"Gladly." She snarled. And then she turned on her combat-clad heels and walked away from me. I turned to the crowd of wide-eyes staring at me and the retreating figure of Thalia.
"Well?" I screamed at them. "Shows over! Fuck off!"
I woke up in sweat, gasping and spluttering, my hands were clenched tightly around my blankets. My head was aching and my heart was hammering in my chest. I placed a hand over my heart and used the other to wipe away the sticky tears.
That had been the absolute worst day of my life. Luke had been screwing Drew behind the bleachers. And Thalia wouldn't talk to me. That whole week had been a disaster, really. Fortunately Thalia had forgiven me and then beaten the shit out of Luke, but ever since that day, I still felt like a serious failure as a best friend. That day haunts me.
I stepped out of the warm bed and headed straight for the shower. I wasted no time in stepping into the scalding water, letting the burning little bullets smash against my body and roll down my sweaty skin.
Only ten minutes later I was dressed and ready, the memory suppressed into the far back corners of my mind. That was months ago. Things are different. Life is different. That's not me anymore.
I walked down the stairs and into the kitchen to find no one up yet, but that was to be expected. I'm an early riser, a morning person if you will. Quickly I made myself a cup of tea and drank in the calming scent of warm, sweet, mint.
I sighed in pleasure as the first sip dripped down my throat.
"Enjoying yourself?" A teasing voice asked. A sexy, husky with the underlining slurs of sleep resting behind the thick timbre. I looked over at the raven-haired older guy with a shy grin.
"Quite." He chuckled and went straight for the coffee pot. I wrinkled my nose.
I watched him as he moved around the kitchen, tiredly. He was wearing just a pair of sweats and lazily buttoned flannel shirt. His hair was rumpled from sleep and his eyes looked like they were going to drop at each given second. I could tell immediately Percy was not a morning person.
I decided to voice this. "You're not a morning person are you?" He gave a laugh before shaking his head. He sat down at the counter, across from me. He ran a hand through his hair and I marveled at how he made even the simplest of things so. Damn. Sexy. His crooked grin was careless and it was obvious his whole body was screaming to be back in bed.
"Not a chance." He took a sip of his coffee and let out a long sigh. "But you, you're up voluntarily and wide awake." He chuckled. "You're fucking crazy." I laughed at him.
"So then, why are you up this early?"
"Work." We both paused to take a sip from our collective drinks.
"What do you do?" He shrugged.
"A lot of things." I rolled my eyes, still unable to get over how sexy his voice sounded in the morning. "But I work at a little café in the mornings, down by the beach. Then later I'll retreat to being a bum on the side of the road with a guitar. And then I'll work at a surf shop." I raised my eyebrows.
"Geez. How to you make time?" He gave me a look, like I was stupid for asking the question.
"Annabeth, how wouldn't you make time? All I've got is time. I hang out at the café, open up shop, hang out, write some, take some orders, maybe even play a little guitar if I feel like it. Then I am playing music whenever and wherever. And then the surf shop is all-good. I just hang out with people. There's still plenty of time to do whatever the fuck I want." He shrugged. "I love my jobs. And if it weren't for these un-Godly hours, I'd love it even more."
"Uh huh."
"What? You don't believe me?" I giggled. "No? Fine then, come with me." I froze.
"Wait, what?" He smirked.
"You heard me, Chase. Come with me. Spend a day on the town with me. How about it?" I paused. There really wasn't much to think about, I mean, hello. A day alone with Percy Jackson, just hanging out and just getting to know one another, who would say no? Someone with a seriously screwed up mind, I tell you. A crazy person.
"If it's no trouble…" He laughed and then waved me off.
"Oh please Annabeth, I invited you. It's not a problem at all." He flashed me another dazzling smile." "Besides, it'll be fun." Then he shrugged. "Plus, I like you Annabeth." And with those blush-inducing words, he took the final sip of his coffee. I just stared at him, confused on how he could be just so nonchalant. "I've got to get ready. I'll see you in ten." Not even waiting for a reply he went started back up stairs. What was I supposed to do for ten minutes?
True to his word, Percy was back down in ten, looking well, sexy. Again. God, how was I supposed to spend an entire day with him, with him looking that and well, Percy just being Percy?
His hair was damp and swung loosely in his eyes. That charming smile sparkled when he look at me, momentarily freezing my brain. He wore a simple red beanie, a beat up Nirvana t-shirt, a pair of grey skinny jeans, and a pair of red Converse. A strip of silver duct tape was on the heel of the right foot.
"You ready to go, Beth?" He asked as he slipped on a pair of aviators. Is he doing this on purpose? Or does he seriously not understand the effect he has on the entire female species and their dirty minds?
I shrugged. "Sure."
"You got a wallet?"
"Uh…" Percy just laughed.
"It's fine. It's my treat today. Just try not to rob me. Cool? Cool."
"No, let me go—" Before I could even step in the direction of the stairs, Percy grabbed my arm and his keys from a bowl in the kitchen. He pulled me away, grinning.
"Nonsense." He laughed. "Come on Beth. I don't want to be late." Beth? I liked it. I sighed and went with him. I tried to ignore the explosion for fire on my skin his touch was leaving on me; his warm hand was still on my upper arm. We entered the garage and my throat caught. Those were some sexy cars. I don't know much about cars, but you'd have to be blind to not know that these cars cost more than my house.
"They're gorgeous aren't they?" He smirked at me. "They're my babies." We walked over to a slick looking Harley Davison motorcycle that was as dark as a nightmare. "You don't mind?" I gulped and glanced down at my jean shorts and silver off-the-shoulder shirt. Flip-flops too.
"Uh…"
"I'll take good care for you Beth. I swear on the River Styx." Percy chuckled. I bit my lip as he straddled the bike. Lucky bike…
"You know what? Fuck it." I said and laughed. "I'm good." Percy raised an eyebrow but his crooked smile glowed.
"There's a bad side in all of us, eh?" Percy teased. "Miss. Annabeth Chase, who knew?" I grinned and in the heat of the moment I leaned forward so my face was only inches from his and gave him my own smirk.
"Guess you don't know me that well." Percy gave me smirk and leaned forward too.
"Well, Beth, let's see if your bites worse than your park." Ok, Percy was a lot better at this cool, sexy, flirty, bad-boy thing. I was still hyperventilating over the fact that Percy's pouty lips were within kissing distance, his minty breath was fanning against my face, and there were flecks of gold and silver swimming in those ocean eyes of his. I could see every freckle and every thin scar.
I could feel the traitorous blush that was ablaze on my face. His eyes were smoldering and that smirk. I yanked back before I could do anything stupid. Immediately I cursed myself in my head. What the hell was that Annabeth? Way to make yourself look like an idiot. Stupid.
He chuckled. "Come on Beth." He picked up two helmets and passed me one. "Here."
"Beth?" I asked in a desperate attempt to make up for anything stupid I had just done, but I'm pretty sure since he's already used the nickname multiple times, I just continued to make myself look even more stupid.
He chuckled. "Hope you don't mind." I shook my head, because honestly? I'm not a nickname person but I liked nicknames from Percy. Especially from Percy.
"Alright." He paused. "Are you going to get on?" I blushed.
"Oh! Uh, yeah…" Nervously, I swung my leg over the large bike and found myself pressed right up against the warm and muscular back of his. Holy shit….
"Hold on tight. Blackjack is fast."
"Blackjack?"
"The bike." Percy deadpanned. Oh, right, duh… Seriously Annabeth? Anymore stupid questions? Shyly I slid my arms around his slim torso and resisted the urge to slide my hands up his shirt. I placed my hands gently on the flat planes of my stomach and mentally groaned. This man… "You're gonna want to hold on tighter than that, Beth." He teased. I gripped him tighter, this time using my arms to hold me to him as well, my hands curled into the fabric of his shirt and I pressed my eager body closely to his. He rolled his shoulders and I bit my lip to stop from drooling. Just the feeling of those muscles, rippling cord after cord against me was enough to completely fry my brain.
But hey, Percy's the one who said it; I'm just following orders.
"Ready? Here we go." And with that, the bike, Blackjack, roared to life and spend out of the garage.
I don't think I've ever be so scared but yet so comfortable in my life. The pros and cons of riding a motorcycle with a really gorgeous and muscular guy. At least if I died, I'd die happy.
We arrived at the café where Percy started his day. It was called Hestia's Brew, and it looked like this cute little beach cabin. It had a great view of the ocean too. I could tell I was already going to love this place.
Percy pulled out the keys to the dark café and opened the door with a cheeky grin. As we entered the building the lights came on and it was confirmed right there. I was going to love this place. I went straight for the open glass window/wall that faced the ocean.
"Beautiful, huh?" Percy grinned. I could only nod. He laughed.
"Speaking of beautiful, I don't think I said this yet, but you look really pretty today, Beth." I stared at him in shock, my jaw slack, and my face on fire. He winked, and maybe it was over-active imagination, but it looked almost like Percy's tan cheeks were a light pink. Definitely my imagination.
"I gotta go get ready for work. Check out the menu. It's on me." He said as he started toward the back door. I glanced at the paper menu. It looked like it was recycled paper. I looked down at the different drinks and treats. It all sounded good but I settled for the salted caramel hot coco. And a chocolate-chip scone.
Percy came back out with red apron on and nametag that stated his name in fancy cursive writing. He grinned at me. "I'll get your order when I open the doors, cool?" I nodded and silently wished I had a book.
Once he flipped the closed sign to open and unlocked the doors, officially he went over to the jukebox in the corner.
"What music do you have?" I asked him from my ocean-side table. He flashed me a teasing, cheeky grin.
"Nothing that's on your iPod." I stuck my tongue out at him and he just laughed. He thumbed through the music before settling on something.
"This better be no screamo band." I told him and he just waved me off. The music started to play and it definitely wasn't screamo. He walked over to me.
"Try Frank Sinatra, my dear Annabeth." He teased. "And I'm not a huge screamo fan, either. But there's nothing wrong with it. And some bands are just too good to pass up."
"Oh? Like who?" I challenged.
"Um, The Used?" I shook my head.
"Never heard of them." Percy gave a mock gasp of horror.
"Child, you don't know nothing about music." I shook my head, deciding it was better to not engage him in a debate about music. The song changed and he smiled.
"Hold on to your order. I've changed my mind. I'll only pay for you of you dance with me." What?
"Wait, what?" I spluttered. He grinned evilly and picked me up. He started to sing along, surprising me with the beautiful, dark chocolate tones of him timbre voice.
Come fly with me, let's fly, let's fly away
If you can use some exotic booze
There's a bar in far Bombay
Come on and fly with me, let's fly, let's fly away
Come fly with me, let's float down to Peru
In llama land there's a one-man band
And he'll toot his flute for you
Come on fly with me, let's take off in the blue
Once I get you up there where the air is rarified
We'll just glide, starry-eyed
Once I get you up there I'll be holding you so near
You may hear all the angels cheer 'cause we're together
Weather-wise it's such a lovely day
Just say the words and we'll beat the birds
Down to Ac apulco Bay
It's perfect for a flying honeymoon, they say
Come fly with me, let's fly, let's fly away
Once I get you up there where the air is rarified
We'll just glide, starry-eyed
Once I get you up there I'll be holding you so very near
You may even hear a whole gang cheer 'cause we're together
Weather-wise it's such a cool cool day
You just say those words and we'll beat the birds
Down to Ac apulco Bay
It's so perfect for a flying honeymoon, oh babe
Come fly with me, let's fly, let's fly
Pack up, let's fly away!
And don´t tell your mamma!
Afterwards, the two of us were laughing and teasing each other.
"Having fun, you two?" Someone asked. We both turned to find an incredibly pretty girl standing there, with an angry sneer on her face. Her eyes were the lightest shade of baby blue I had ever seen, her skin was creamy and lightly tanned, and her hair fell perfectly in long caramel waves. She was skinny and slender, but she still was curvy, with a tiny waist and large bust. Her facial structure was slender and graceful, her nose was perfect, her eyes were almond shaped and her face was that perfect heart-shape girls dreams of having.
I felt really boring in comparison. And ugly. And dull. I blushed and let my arms drop from where they had been resting on Percy's broad shoulders. Percy gave her a small smile and seemed to melt her anger,
"Hey Calypso." And she even had a pretty, exotic name. Figures. She blushed,
"Hey Percy."
"Cal, this is Annabeth. She's one of my cousin, Thalia's best friends." He said, gesturing to me. Immediately the sneer was back and I shrunk away. I was obvious that this girl had a serious crush on Percy, understandable, of course. "She's going to be hanging out here with me until me shift ends." Calypso pursed her lips before flipping her hair and stomping back to the counter.
Percy turned to me with a confused look on his face and I sighed. "I'm sorry, Beth. Cal's not normally so cold. She's usually really sweet." I snorted. Yeah, to you. Not to some girl that might pose a kind of threat to her plans of getting Percy Jackson in bed. Not that I'm actually a threat or something either.
"It's fine, Percy." I said softly. The confused look on his face was incredibly adorable, his eyebrows scrunched together and he bit his lip. A hand had come up to cup his chin. I giggled and pulled his hand down. "Really, Perce, it's fine." I assured him. He gave me a light smile.
"So how about that order?"
"Oh, right!" I said and Percy laughed. "I'll have the salted caramel hot coco and a chocolate scone." He nodded.
"That's it?"
"That's it." I confirmed. He gave me an easy grin.
"Awesome, I'll go get that."
I listened to Frank and then to Percy as he joined the old-time singer in duet. I giggled. As he completed my order, he winked at me and then sang louder.
You are the promised kiss of springtime
That makes the lonely winter seem long
You are the breathless hush of evening
That trembles on the brink of a lovely song
Calypso saw him wink and gave a loud, bell like laugh. She threw me a nasty look before strutting over to Percy, her hips swaying, as she pushed her breasts out.
.
You are the angel glow that lights the star
The dearest things that I know are what you are
Someday my happy arms will hold you
And someday I'll know that moment divine
When all the things you are, are mine
She placed a manicured on his muscular bicep. I grit my teeth, but ultimately I felt so pathetic getting jealous over a guy I had no claim to. It was obvious that Calypso with her model-like looks would be a better match for him.
You are the angel glow that lights the star
The dearest things that I know are what you are
Someday my happy arms will hold you
And someday I'll know that moment divine
When all the things you are, are mine
Thankfully she waited until Percy stopped singing to talk. "You could be famous with that voice." She purred and he gave her a smile. She beamed back. "And these looks too." She giggled as she ran a hand over his strong jaw, letting her finger linger over the light stubble. I looked away when she smirked at me. Percy was completely oblivious to it all.
He just laughed, and gave her a grateful smile, a modest blush on his cheeks. "Thanks Calypso. But I'm not that good." He gently removed her hand from his face and I mentally cheered. He might be oblivious to her flirting but he wasn't an asshole.
"Oh please, Perce." She murmured seductively. She batted her long eyelashes and gave him a sugary smile. I knew if she had been flirting with Luke, he would've been all over her, all over the counter. But this wasn't Luke. This was Percy.
"Thanks." He said, with a tiny smile. Then he turned to me and headed over. I felt feelings of smugness crawl out, as I watched Calypso's disbelieving and envious look, and then stared (and drooled) as Percy sauntered over with my order in hand. He winked as he set it down.
"Here Milady." I took the steaming cup from him, a light pink dusting my cheeks as our fingers brushed against one another. "Careful, it's hot." He warned. I nodded and took a light sip of my drink. The hot liquid pooled down my throat and I closed my eyes in bliss.
"Yum." He chuckled.
"Good." A young couple came in, wide-eyed and beaming, loving smiles. Their hands were tightly intertwined. Percy turned and smiled at them, walking forward. "Hello, and welcome to Hestia's Brew." The young female looked on in awe at Percy and his bright smile. Her boyfriend didn't look happy about that.
"Choose anywhere to sit, and Calypso over there can get you something when you're ready." He gestured to the pretty girl at the counter. She smiled and winked at the boy and then it was his girlfriend's turn to be jealous as she glared at the boy and then stared in fear at the gorgeous barista.
Suddenly Percy called, "I'm feeling Elvis!" And moved over to the jukebox again. I laughed as the young, star-struck couple found a spot to sit.
And I love you so,
The people ask me how,
How I've lived till now
I tell them I don't know
Percy once again picked up his singing and traded spots with Calypso who winked and ran her hand across his chest as she passed him. Her swung her hips dangerously as she moved around the café, and eventually got the couple's orders. The boyfriend couldn't keep his eyes off of her. I felt bad for his girlfriend, I mean, sure, she drooled over Percy when he greeted them, but she hasn't been noticeably fawning over him since she stepped through the door.
I guess they understand
How lonely life has been
But life began again
The day you took my hand
I watched the couple through sad eyes. More people had come into the small café, mostly just lonely, starving writers, there was a single elderly couple, and a group of giggling high school girls that flirted with Percy every chance they had. He made quite the show singing the Elvis song to them. I might've felt jealous, but the way his eyes lit up in amusement, and he laughed with them, I could tell it was all in good fun.
I glanced at the first couple. Calypso was still there, chatting and flicking her hair, and the other girl looked miserable. Her boyfriend was too wrapped up in Calypso's shiny hair and sparkling eyes, and lacy blue bra that she was giving him a nice view of.
"I'm going to the bathroom." The girl muttered and her boyfriend didn't even look up. I glared at her boyfriend. I thought of Luke and all the girls he was with while we dated. I felt anger bubble up in my stomach.
And yes I know how lonely life can be
Shadows follow me
The night won't set me free
But I don't let the evening get me down
Now that you're around me
Percy's soft singing flooded my ears as I glared venomously at the boyfriend as his crying girlfriend rushed to the bathroom. Percy sat down next to me.
"You ok?" I tore my eyes away from them and stared at him.
"No. How can he just ignore her like that?" Percy looked surprised and it wasn't until his hand reach over and wiped tears away from my cheeks. His eyes were wide and concerned. His face was close to mine.
"I don't know. Some assholes don't appreciate the girls they have in front of them. Guys like those don't deserve sweet girls like her." He paused and licked his lips. There was a knowing light in his eyes. "Or you." He added softly.
I hiccupped as more tears cascaded down my cheeks. Percy wiped away every single one of them, every brush of his thumb against my skin was tender and caring and it only made the tears come faster. Why couldn't I have met Percy earlier? Why not before I got involved with Luke? It would've saved me a whole lot of heartbreak, that's for sure.
And you love me too
Your thoughts are just for me
You set my spirit free
I'm happy that you do
"I don't know who that asshole was who hurt you. But he never deserved your attention." Then to my surprise he pressed a sweet kiss to my forehead. "You should go talk to her." He said after a moment of silence. I looked at him. He jerked his head to the bathroom. "You understand, I can see it in your eyes. You've been hurt like this before. Talk to her. I'll do something about this asshole and Calypso." He cupped my face with both of his hands; his beautiful eyes searched my face. "Ok?" I nodded and got up.
"Ok. I'll talk to her."
The book of life is brief
Once the page is read
All but love is dead
This is my believe
Percy beamed at me and pressed another swift kiss to my forehead. "Good. She could use a friend."
I watched as Percy made his way over to the table where Calypso was shoving her breasts into the boyfriend's eager face. Percy pressed both of his hands on the table, startling the guilty parties. He gave them a wide, malicious grin, his eyes burned with a rage that sent shivers down my spine, and I was one of the people he was standing up for.
"So… Calypso, don't you have some orders to take?" He snarled. I turned away, deciding Percy had it covered and made my way into the women's bathroom. The second I opened the door I heard the sound of muffled sobs. My heart clenched.
"Excuse me?" I asked, letting my question hang in the air. The crying stopped and I knocked on the stall she was in. "Miss, are you alright?"
She opened the stall door, her make-up was smeared down her face and hands, her eyes were blotchy and red, and her skin was patchy. My heart wrenched at the sight and I stared into her green eyes I thought of myself. I tossed my arms around her and brought her into a hug where she broke down again.
A few moments later she calmed down enough to hear my own story about Luke. It was weird to be telling this to a complete stranger, and I didn't leave out any detail. I guess this was what therapy must be like. Spilling everything you've bottled up to a complete stranger, it gave me a sense of relief to just tell someone about what happened, and the thought that maybe my story could help her too, made it even better.
She then began to tell me about her boyfriend, his name was Dylan apparently, and all the problems the two of them had. I wanted to wring his neck by the end of it.
"My names Annabeth, by the way." I said and watched in fascination as her eyes flickered to shades of blue.
"I'm Piper." She sniffled. Her eyes changed to brown as she spoke.
I nodded. "Percy's out there taking care of the situation. He'll beat Dylan's butt easily."
"Percy…" She paused. "You mean that really hot college looking guy?" I laughed.
"The very one." I blushed just thinking about him. She giggled.
"You like him." She accused. I blushed.
"I—I," I hung my head. "Am I really that obvious?" She giggled again.
"Not really, but I'm pretty good at these things." I laughed.
"So what are you going to do about Dylan?" I asked her softly, scared that she would break down into tears again. She let out a shaky breath,
"Break up with him I guess." I nodded.
"It's all you can do. Staying with him will only get you more heartache." I told her gently. She nodded in understanding.
"Yeah." She sighed again.
"We better get out there to make sure Percy doesn't kill him. I don't think Percy would like to get fired. And I'd rather not have the guy I like in jail for murder." Piper giggled.
"I'd like to see Dylan's dead body." She muttered darkly. I laughed and helped her up off of the bathroom floor.
As we left the bathroom we found Dylan who was sitting alone, and looking like he had seen his greatest fear, and Calypso was at the counter, apparently confined there by Percy's gaze. Piper and I shared a look.
Dylan looked up at Piper and started to smile until Percy walked over to the two of us. His eyes rested with mine for a moment before he gave Piper a concerned look. "Hey you ok?" She nodded before she reached over and gave him a hug. I quickly smashed the small flame of jealousy the sprouted as Percy wrapped his arms around her tiny frame.
"I'll be alright." She mumbled and Percy lifted his eyes to mine, the silent question apparent. Are you ok too?
I shrugged.
"Hey!" Someone called. "Who the fuck do you think you are, touching my girlfriend!" We all turned to see Dylan glaring at Percy and Piper. Percy rolled his eyes before stepping in front of Piper, protectively. Immediately Dylan took a step back. Piper scoffed.
"Dylan, this hasn't been the first time you've been an asshole to me and go off with other women. I can't take this anymore." She shook her head, sending brunette locks everywhere. "Dylan… We're over. We're done."
He stared at her in shock. "What?" He roared. "You can't break up with me! I'm supposed to break up with you! And what about my image at school? How can you be so selfish—"
Dylan was interrupted by Piper's hand. She smirked at him as Dylan stumbled back in shock, the sound of slap still bounced around the room. "Guess it sucks to be a fucktard, then, huh?" She snarled. Percy grinned and I giggled. Percy then stepped up.
"Get out of my café, douchebag." And Dylan wasted no time in scrambling out of the café doors. The few people that were in the café, aside from Calypso, clapped appreciatively.
Piper turned to us with a watery smile. I pulled her into a hug. "Thank you." She mumbled. "Thank you guys so much." Percy then wrapped his arms around the both of us.
"Hey, you know where to find us." He grinned. "Let's exchange numbers. If you need anything, Annabeth and I will be happy to help." I nodded, trying not to notice how Percy's arms dropped from Piper and ended up around my shoulders. I'm sure my face was on fire. Piper smirked at me.
Afterwards, Piper said goodbye and Percy glanced at the clock. Then he turned to me with a cheeky grin. "I'm off in five." I glanced at the clock. 10:30. Huh. All that went down and the day has barely even begun. I smiled at him.
"Cool."
"So… Is there normally that much drama?" I asked Percy, drinking my second cup of salted caramel hot coco. What can I say? It was good. Percy laughed and shook his head.
"Nope. Normally it's just me, Beck, and Calypso and a couple of starving writers. Maybe an elderly couple. But that's it."
I nodded. "Who's Beck?" Percy leaned over and placed his lips on my drink. I squeaked. He took a sip, and smiled.
"That's good." He smirked. "And Beck is one of my best friends, but he won't be coming in until later today. It's a Tuesday."
"Ah." Percy attempted to take another sip of drink when I jerked it away from him. "No. Get your own drink." Percy grinned,
"Well, considering I bought this drink, doesn't it make it mine to begin with?"
"Nope." I answered popping the p. He stuck his tongue out at me but leaned down and captured another sip. I growled at him. He licked his lips and moaned loudly.
"Yum." I tried to make a witty comment, but… how I supposed to say anything intelligent when he's doing that. I just settled for glaring at him.
We continued our walk through Portland, laughing and teasing each other. "So aren't you supposed to be playing for money, now?" I questioned and Percy only shrugged.
"Yeah, but I've got until…" He checked his watch. "3:25 to get to the surf shop." He shrugged again. "So I've got time to spare and hang out, but if you want I can play you a few songs." I smiled at him shyly.
"But wait, don't you need a guitar?" I asked him. He nodded.
"Yeah, my guitar is actually at the record store, my friend Nico is holding onto it. I'll get it in an hour or so."
"How do you do it?" I marveled. He raised an eyebrow. "I mean, you're just so… laid back. You're in no hurry and you're just going at your own pace." I explained. "I'd be losing my head with work and stressing out for no reason. You, you're so easy about everything. I'm jealous."
Percy laughed and shook his head. "I dunno, I guess that's just how I am. I just roll with the punches I guess. I like doing my own thing."
"Like I said: I'm jealous. I'm always so stressed about everything." Percy then wrapped an arm around my shoulders with a smile.
"Then chill out."
"Easier said than done." Percy just laughed.
"Ok then, let's try something. Tell me about all the things you're stressing about."
"Seriously?" I asked incredulously. He nodded.
"Yeah. Just let it all out." I sighed and tilted my head back in thought.
"My mom. She's ubber strict and she always expects me to be perfect. I have to follow in her perfect footsteps and become a lawyer. To graduate as Valedictorian. Top of my class and Student Body President. She wants me involved with Leadership. And Key Club. She wants me as captain of the track team and involved in gymnastics. She wants me to continue with violin and singing in the church choir." I spilled, but I was on a roll now.
"She wants me working for the school news paper. She wants all of my essays and reports A++, she wants all of my science projects to win district, state, and nationals. My dad expects me to keep his infidelity a secret. My ex-boyfriend in school cheated on me and the only reason he wanted anything to do with me was to get in my pants and help Drew, this mean bitchy girl who's better at everything than me. My mom always asks when she's not her daughter, why she's stuck with second best, Annabeth Chase. I mean, how can she not complain?
"Drew is gorgeous and has the best fashion sense. She's always setting trends. She's an amazing violinist, singer, pianist, and dancer. She's got A+++; she's always one step ahead of me.
"I tried to kill myself during prom week when I found out about my dad's secret girlfriend, Luke and Drew being together, that horrible fight with Thalia, my mom's anger that I'm not perfect, and the stress of doing things I don't want to do." By now I was yelling, but Percy remained silent and supportive as I got everything off of my chest.
"I want to be in ballet. I want to continue violin and start piano. Valedictorian would be cool. I'd love to get into Stanford, not Harvard like my mom wants. I want to take an art class. I want to be an architect. I want to run track, but not be captain. I want to drop all of clubs besides Leadership. I want a boyfriend who will actually care for me and not be using me just so they can have a change with Drew. I want to forget about my first boyfriend." Angry tears were spilling over my cheeks.
"I want to be Annabeth. And I want that to be good enough."
Percy wrapped his arms around my body tightly as I let lose all of the stress, anger, depression, and frustration I had been holding in for the past three years. He ran his hands through my hair, whispering sweet comforts, and peppering my crown with kisses. When I calmed down, he took my face in his hands and placed three kisses to my forehead, one to my nose, and one to each of my cheeks. He let his coco-tinted breath fan my face.
"You are good enough, Beth. I just met you, and I know just by looking at you, how special and beautiful you are. I wouldn't ever want to change you. You're perfectly imperfect." Percy smiled down on me. "Anyone who is trying to change you doesn't deserve your time and effort to begin with. And you shouldn't be put under all that stress. Especially from your parents. Luke is an asshole. And you are better than Drew, you know why? What she has is so superficial, you on the other hand, are sweet and caring and one of the greatest people I've met. And I can guarantee I wouldn't be able to say the same for Drew."
I blushed and pressed myself into him again. "Don't leave me, Percy."
"Never."
"Come in here Beth, you're gonna love this place." Percy grinned, tugging at my hand. I blushed and giggled as he eagerly led me up to a new building. I looked up to find a giant store looking at me, and I glanced at the sign. Powell's City Of Books.
I gapped at Percy, the sign, and the large building. "This is a book store?" Percy laughed and nodded.
"It is. It takes up a whole block."
"Well what are we waiting for? Come on Percy, let's go visit this magical place!" It was my turn to lead him in and all around the place.
"Go crazy, Beth. Meet me back here in an hour and if there's anything you must have, let me know." He winked "Today is on me." I hugged him quickly.
"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" And then I was off. I was everywhere, travelling from the different rooms, from the Red room to the Gold room to the Pearl room to the Rose room. I was going crazy. There were these great books on Architecture, a grabbed another on lesser-known Greek myths, and then, to humor myself I picked up Divergent, apparently the next Hunger Games.
My phone buzzed. You ready? It's Percy BTW I giggled.
I guess…
I wandered back down to the main room where Percy was, chatting with a pretty raven-haired girl. I couldn't help the jealousy that bubbled inside of me. I contemplated turning around and hiding but Percy had spotted me.
"Oh, hey! Annabeth!" He called with a crooked grin. Damn him… I walked over there anyways. He smiled and slipped an arm around my shoulder, surprising me and making the girl smirk. "Beth, this is Bianca. Bianca is Nico's twin sister, the guy who has my guitar."
"Oh, cool. Hi." I said shyly. She giggled.
"Hi to you too." She glanced at my books. "Geez, got enough books?" She laughed. I blushed.
"Oh God, Annabeth." Percy teased.
"You don't have to buy these-!" I protested but Percy had already taken them from me and was walking over to the cashier. "Percy!" I called but Bianca just shook her head.
"Percy isn't going to budge, Annabeth. Just let him buy your books." She then glanced at her phone and gasped. "Shit. I have to go. It was nice meeting you Annabeth, and tell Perce bye for me!" And with that Bianca scurried away. Odd.
Percy came back over a few moments later. "Where did B go?" I shrugged.
"I dunno, but she said bye." Percy just rolled his eyes and handed me a bag full of my books. I glanced at the much smaller bag in his hand. "What's that?"
Percy smirked. "Powell's has some good music magazines. But we have to swing by Rich's to get the ones Powell's doesn't have. Like Rock Sound and AP."
"Who?" Percy just laughed.
"Like I said, music magazines. I've got Kerrang!, Rolling Stone, Spin, and Metal Hammer in here. But Rock Sound and AP, or Alternative Press, are at Rich's cigar store. Plus I've got to get some cigarettes." He added thoughtfully. I gapped.
"You smoke?" He just shrugged.
"Regretfully. It's a nasty habit I picked up from some bad people I used to hang out with. And now I'm stuck with it." I decided to just drop it, rolling this new bit of information over in my mind. He sighed, "Fortunately I'm not a heavy smoker. Just one or two here and there."
After the two of us swung by Rich's, where I had to wait outside because I'm not 18 yet, we headed over to the record store where Nico worked and was holding Percy's guitar. He named it Helena after the My Chemical Romance song. Apparently it's totally normal for Percy to name things. Who knew?
And apparently My Chemical Romance is his favorite band. And now there's this huge list of songs he told me I need to check out. Note to self: don't challenge Percy's music. Just don't.
And right now Percy's searching the record store (EM, or Everyday Music) for something.
"Beth! Find something interesting! If I deem it worthy, I'll buy it." Unlike with books, where he just bough them, apparently I need his approval or I better get my own money. He made it clear he wasn't going to buy any Taylor Swift, One Direction, Nicki Minaj, or Flo Rida.
Sighing, I just went and followed him. He was already holding two CDs I took them from him, All Time Low's Don't Panic and Imagine Dragons' Night Visions.
"Couldn't find anything." He made a face.
"You can get lost in a book store, but you're bored in a record store? What the fuck is wrong with you?" Then he shook his head. "Forget it, I'm helping you. You're leaving this store with at least two good CDs. No questions."
"But how will I know if I'll like it?" Percy sighed.
"I'll play you some stuff on my guitar later. Stuff I think you'll like. But for now I'm picking stuff out." He started thumbing through titles. "Now… how hard can you take your music?"
"Um… I don't like screamo." Percy just snorted.
"Figured. But you're gonna have to get used to a little screaming, but not screamo. If a singer can't scream, their talent has decreased." I rolled my eyes.
"I'm pretty sure that's a matter of opinion."
"Nope." He said childishly. "Not true." What did I warn myself about earlier? Don't debate music with Percy. I could win any debate without a struggle, except apparently one about music with a certain raven-haired hottie.
He pulled out a CD. "Here, Paramore's Riot. Classic." Then he moved on, pulling me with him. I groaned.
"And Lostprophet's Start Something." He nodded appreciatively. "Definitely worth listening to." Later Percy passed me three more CDs, The Black Parade (My Chemical Romance, with the rave of, "Best. Fucking. CD. In. Years." and Green Day's Dookie, and blink-182's Enema Of State)
"Percy… This is a lot." He just waved it off.
"There's no such thing as too much music." And I knew there was nothing I could do. Percy headed over to Nico with a grin. Nico laughed.
"Geez, don't you own these Perce?"
"I do," he pointed at me. "But she doesn't." Nico gave me an once-over; his dark eyes seemed to be pulling apart all of my walls and secrets.
"You look like a Taylor Swift fan." He didn't give me a chance to answer. "I hate Taylor Swift." Percy just laughed. "So because of that, I'm giving you a discount. The Black Parade is free. Considering you must own it for me to have any sort of respect for you." And now I see how Nico is one of Percy's best friends.
I just smiled as Nico put the CDs in a bag and then pulled out Percy's guitar and handed it to him. Percy looked so happy to finally have the instrument back in his hands.
"Awesome, thanks man." Nico just laughed.
"But now you've got to play some good music for the city of Portland." He and Percy shared a grin. "Have you heard the two new MCR songs yet?" Nico questioned and Percy gave him a look like he was stupid.
"Of course. They're fucking great." Percy then winked at me. "I'll be playing one of them for Beth over here." Nico nodded.
"Good, good."
"See you later Nico!" Percy called as we exited the store.
"Bye Percy! Bye Annabeth!"
Percy grinned at me and grabbed my hand. "Come on, let's go to the park and I can play." I rolled my eyes, but laughed and followed him down the streets of Portland.
"Sit here and look pretty." Percy told me as he set our bags next to me. He had bought me ice cream on the way over, well, he got us both some, but he had scarfed his down in a matter of seconds. I however was enjoying my cherry ice cream, thank you oh so much. "And of course enjoy the show." He winked at me causing my to blush. Again. And I can only imagine hearing him singing on his guitar would do to me. He played a few testing notes and chords.
Already Percy was attracting a crowd. Mostly of giggling girls of many different looks. He looked up at them and smirked and winked at them before he started singing
You don't know a thing about this life
And we are up for everything it takes to prove we're not the same as them
And we will wear our masks again out after dark
'Cause we are up for everything it takes and we are not the same
'Cause we are not afraid
And we are not ashamed
And if you save my life
I'll be the one who drives you home tonight
And if I ever let you down
I'll be the one who drives you home tonight
Remember, once you walked this kind of life
Quietly I'll sleep behind the wheel
And passing every face you see the first time
Singing every piece as you walk by proving that with all of my mistakes
That we are not the same
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'Cause we are not the same
And we are all to blame
And if you save my life
I'll be the one who drives you home tonight
And if they ever let you down
I'll be the one who drives you home tonight
You home tonight
They're tryin' to bring you down
You don't know a thing about this life
And you don't know a thing about this life
And you don't know a thing about this life
'Cause you don't know a thing about me
You don't know a thing
And if you save my life
I'll be the one who drives you home tonight
If they ever let you down
I'll be the one who drives you home tonight
You home tonight
Well you home tonight
'Cause they're tryin' to bring you down
(Ambulance by My Chemical Romance)
By the end of it, Percy had already made a couple of dollars, and the girls around him were putty in his hands. But more people began to hang back and watched him. He smiled. "Thank you. This next one goes out to a very special girl." He didn't say a name and all the girls started giggling and blushing, but when Percy's eyes met mine, I knew who he was talking about. My face turned bright red.
I'm bleeding out
So if the last thing that I do
Is to bring you down
I'll bleed out for you
So I bare my skin
And I count my sins
And I close my eyes
And I take it in
And I'm bleeding out
I'm bleeding out for you (for you)
When the day has come
That I've lost my way around
And the seasons stop and hide beneath the ground
When the sky turns gray
And everything is screaming
I will reach inside
Just to find my heart is beating
You tell me to hold on
Oh you tell me to hold on
But innocence is gone
And what was right is wrong
'Cause I'm bleeding out
So if the last thing that I do
Is to bring you down
I'll bleed out for you
So I bare my skin
And I count my sins
And I close my eyes
And I take it in
And I'm bleeding out
I'm bleeding out for you (for you)
When the hour is nigh
And hopelessness is sinking in
And the wolves all cry
To fill the night with hollering
When your eyes are red
And emptiness is all you know
With the darkness fed
I will be your scarecrow
You tell me to hold on
Oh you tell me to hold on
But innocence is gone
And what was right is wrong
'Cause I'm bleeding out
So if the last thing that I do
Is to bring you down
I'll bleed out for you
So I bare my skin
And I count my sins
And I close my eyes
And I take it in
And I'm bleeding out
I'm bleeding out for you (for you)
I'm bleeding out for you (for you)
I'm bleeding out for you (for you)
I'm bleeding out for you (for you)
I'm bleeding out for you
'Cause I'm bleeding out
So if the last thing that I do
Is to bring you down
I'll bleed out for you
So I bare my skin
And I count my sins
And I close my eyes
And I take it in
And I'm bleeding out
I'm bleeding out for you (for you)
(Bleeding Out by Imagine Dragons)
Percy played two more songs before he suddenly got up and thanked the crowd, grabbed his money, and then moved toward me quickly. He swung his guitar onto hi back and grabbed two of the bags and I grabbed the other.
"Come on," He hissed, snatching up my hand and pulling me away quickly. He then glanced behind him and cursed.
"Fuck. Run, Beth, run!" and the two of us launched into a sprint. "To the beach!" Percy called, laughing hysterically. I joined him, throwing my head back and laughing as I followed him and out of the city.
Percy glanced behind us as we ran down the boardwalk and into the beach. The two of us collapsed in the sand, laughing. And before I knew it, Percy had his phone out and was snapping pictures of us. We started pulling weird faces, in one Percy pressed a kiss to my cheek, in another I leaned up and kissed his jaw, but the majority of them were just us goofing off.
We then spent the next five minutes laughing at all the pictures we took. Percy turned to me with a lop-sided grin. "We've got to take pictures more often." I giggled and nodded. He then pulled me down into his side and picked up his guitar. "This song reminds me of you."
She lives in a fairy tale
Somewhere too far for us to find
Forgotten the taste and smell
Of the world that she's left behind
It's all about the exposure the lens I told her
The angles were all wrong now
She's ripping wings off of butterflies
Keep your feet on the ground
When your head's in the clouds
Well go get your shovel
And we'll dig a deep hole
To bury the castle, bury the castle
Go get your shovel
And we'll dig a deep hole
To bury the castle, bury the castle
Ba da ba ba da ba ba ha
So one day he found her crying
Coiled up on the dirty ground
Her prince finally came to save her
And the rest you can figure out
But it was a trick
And the clock struck twelve
Well make sure to build your house brick by boring brick
Or the wolf's gonna blow it down
Keep your feet on the ground
When your head's in the clouds
Well go get your shovel
And we'll dig a deep hole
To bury the castle, bury the castle
Go get your shovel
And we'll dig a deep hole
We'll bury the castle, bury the castle
Well you built up a world of magic
Because your real life is tragic
Yeah you built up a world of magic
If it's not real
You can't hold it in your hand
You can't feel it with your heart
And I won't believe it
But if it's true
You can see it with your eyes
Oh, even in the dark
And that's where I want to be, yeah
Go get your shovel
And we'll dig a deep hole
To bury the castle, bury the castle
Go get your shovel
And we'll dig a deep hole
To bury the castle, bury the castle
(Brick By Boring Brick by Paramore)
I looked up at him adoringly. He turned and smiled shyly at me, a light blush really was dusting his cheeks. I wrapped my arms around his muscular torso and nuzzled my face into his chest. He placed his cheek against the top of my head before placing a soft kiss to my head. I hmm-ed is bliss. I liked this. I really liked this.
A light buzz from Percy's phone interrupted our, ehem, cuddling. Not removing me from him, he glanced at his phone. He snorted.
"What?"
"Apparently work at the shop is cancelled. Boss called in sick. Rachel, a co-worker, just texted me with the news." I nodded against his chest. Damn, his chest was hard. I liked having my head on his chest. Percy tightened his grip on me and placed another kiss to my temple.
"I don't know what you're doing to me, Beth…" I blushed.
"And I don't plan on letting you go." I told him.
"So don't."
