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The Shower

14 year old Percy Jackson was heading next door to Annabeth Chase's house, his best friend. He knocked on the door, nobody answered. It wasn't all that surprising saying as her dad always stayed at hotels for business and, well, hooking up. In other words, he was rarely around.

He shrugged and took a ring of keys from his back pocket, there was an assortment of them, all different then the next. The first one he saw was all black, it opened up Nico's house. The next one was an elaborate pink color, to his girlfriend Samantha's house. The one after that was a green color to his own house, and then he came to a simple gray one with the words Wise Girl on it. That was the one he had been looking for.

He put the key in the lock and twisted, he walked right in the door, locking it again behind him. He figured no one was home so he decided to raid the pantry, pulling out a bag of barbeque chips and a Dr. Pepper. He ran up the stairs to Annabeth's room and plopped down on her bed, excited to have her place to himself, he never got that when he was at his own house. Annabeth's was like a second home to him, he slept over often, not in the same bed of course (in real life, we did sleep in the same bed, but Percy's to goody goody to do tht).

Her dad never protested, he'd have to be around to be able to. He wouldn't care anyway, as far as he knew, his daughter could be having sex every night. He never gave a damn but he did give Percy a detailed speech about what pleases woman the most and the best positions. Annabeth was helpless against her father and her face was beet red, she wouldn't look him in the eye for a week afterward. Percy didn't pretend to listen, he was very intrigued by the way sex worked and how it felt, by the end of the conversation he was eager to get some.

As Percy munched away at the chips he discovered something beneath the pillow. A book. He took one glance at it, discovered he couldn't find the title, and threw it to the other side of the bed by his feet. Who wants to read a book like that? It's probably really hard, that's why I can't find the cover, Percy thought.

Percy saw Annabeth's iPod sitting on her little nightstand, he put in the ear buds and started listening to it. Because of that, he couldn't hear Annabeth's soft footsteps padding toward her room.

Annabeth walked into it sporting only a towel and damp hair, she was oblivious to the fact that her best friend, who was a guy, was in the room with her. She took the towel off and threw it behind her, not glancing back. She put on some clothes and glanced in the mirror to find Percy Jackson gawking at her in her very own bed.

Not only was he in her bed, he was also eating her food and listening to her iPod and was staring at her previously naked body. She screamed and began throwing stuff at him, then she noticed something that agravated her even more.

Her diary was sitting next to his feet, moved from its previous place beneath her pillows. She was so angry in fact, that she launched herself at the poor boy and fell on his lap, straddling it, and began hitting him. "I'M SORRY, I DIDN'T KNOW YOU WERE HOME!" he yelled.

"I SAW YOU STARING AT ME!" she screamed. "WHY DIDN'T YOU SAY SOMETHING?"

He just sat there, trying not to make things worse. "I was in shock."

Her anger didn't go away at his soft voice. Nobody was allowed to see her naked body, not even her parents, and especially not him.

Before he knew it, Percy was being violently shoved out of her house. He stared at the closed door, still confused. Then it opened and she yanked the iPod from his hands and slipped the keyring from his back pocket. When the door opened again, there wasn't a gray ring on there anymore.

He sighed and walked to his house, not realizing until he was trying to open the door that there wasn't a green key either. He looked up at her window and she was smirking down at him, dangling the key with her fingers. He stuck his tongue at her and yanked his shirt up for three seconds (He's signaling to her to pull her shirt up so he can see her boobs again). Her eyes widened and she held her hands to her boobs, she gave him the finger and ripped the curtains back in place in front of her window.

His laughter was short lived when he discovered he was still locked out of his house, and would be for many hours to come. No matter, he thought. I'll just go to Samantha's house.

He glanced at Annabeth's house one last time before begining his journey to his girlfriends. He wished that it was Annabeth's house he was going to instead, but he would probably never get the key back.

I decided to take a break with the whole caught in the car scene, I figured it would build the suspension. Yeah, good times. Hope you hate me for it. Wink. Okay, well review and you'll get the car scene shortly. I'm expecting 30 reviews, don't let me down. It will be your loss to have to wait for the next chapter. Later. Mel out. :D