Hello everyone! My screenname is alexrussorules, even though I don't really like Wizards of Waverly Place anymore, oh well. This is my first Percy Jackson 'story'. I put quotes around story because really this is just going to be a lot of one-shots. I got this idea after reading one of pinkcatheavan's stories called Percabeth Drabbles. It's fantastic, you should check it out! Oh and please no flames.

I have one request, I have a new one-shot for Percy Jackson and if you could review it I'd be so happy! Thanks for all the reviews, I'm really feeling the Percy Jackson love!

Any ideas are really appreciated!

Disclaimer: I don't own the Percy Jackson series

Pick-up Lines

Annabeth heard someone clear their throat. She ignored the interruption and continued reading The Iliad. A few seconds later someone coughed, loudly.

Giving up, Annabeth sighed and looked up. There stood Percy Jackson, looking extremely out of place in a room full of books. There was,however, an actual book tucked under his arm.

"What?"

"Um..Annabeth," He was blushing considerably. "Is this seat empty?"

"Yes, and this one will be too if you sit down."

Percy paused and flipped to a page in the book with a post-it note sticking out. "You wanna go back to my place?"

Annabeth raised her right eyebrow. "I don't know. Will two people fit under a rock?"

Defeated, Percy shut his book and shuffled away. What was that about? Annabeth wondered.

Percy walked into the hall where Grover was doubling over, laughing. He glared at his best friend and grunted. "Just give me my twenty bucks."

Grover reached into his pocket and pulled out the money. "Best bet ever."

Luke

"Percy are you okay?" The question was innocent, sincere.

"Do you think I'm okay?" The boy hollered back. "The one guy I thought I could relate to just had a scorpion attack me!"

"Look, I know you're upset but-"

"How can you like that guy?" Percy accused.

Annabeth's expression hardened. "I don't know what you're talking about."

"Of course you do. Every time you see Luke you get all weak and girly. Oh and, Poseidon forbid, someone say something mean about perfect Luke!"

"Stop it," Annabeth whispered.

"It hurts doesn't it? To know the person you like isn't who you thought they were. Admit it! Say what Luke really is."

"Percy, man, leave her alone!" Grover came and broke up the fight. "Let's get you to the infirmary, you need something."

"Fine," Percy agreed. He glared at Annabeth as he went along.

"Luke's a traitor," Annabeth said under her breath, admitting what she had known for days.

Bruise

I walked toward my cabin quickly, with one hand covering my left eye.

"Annabeth!"

I turned around and saw Percy walking towards me.

"Great," I muttered, clutching the left side of my face tighter.

"Hey," he replied when he was closer to me.

"Hi," I copied, walking faster to my cabin.

Percy walked along with me and frowned. "Is something wrong with your eye?"

"No," I lied hastily. But Percy was already pulling my hand away from my face. Since when was he so strong?

I could see him examining my black eye and he furrowed his brow. "Who did this to you?"

"It was-"

"Was it Jerry?" He questioned. "I'll rip his head off!"

"I did it okay!" I confessed.

Percy stopped walking. "What?"

"Silena and I were in the arena and I ran into a wall," I explained.

Percy's bottom lip quivered and then he burst out laughing.

"It's not funny!" I protested, covering my eye again. "It really hurts."

He was still laughing at me, but put his arm around my shoulder. "I know. Let's go get some ice for your boo-boo eye."

Smirk

I hated that smirk. It seems that whenever I screw up, she and that smirk are waiting on the sidelines to taunt me.

"Percy, you hold the sword this way."

"Percy, you got knocked down by a two year-old?"

But I think me and that smirk have a love-hate relationship. Because boy, do I love her smirk.