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Summary:

She had a boyfriend. He was available. She was looking for someone who had time for her. All he wanted to do was get away from the world he surrounded himself in. Two people with common issues. Will it take a look from afar to know that they're exactly what each other need? Cheating on your boyfriend isn't necessarily bad when you know he's doing the same, right? Ditching your best friend for someone you hardly know isn't that messed up, right? Will seeing each other ruin not only themselves, but everyone around them?


Annabeth's P.O.V.

I was comfortable with myself, but not comfortable with wearing certain things. Dresses, skirts, and anything that brought my girliness up to the next level was automatically thrown out of the picture. I suppose a bikini that reveals way too much skin is an exception, seeing as I would spend most of my time in the water. I had no problem with wearing a bikini, but I couldn't feel the least bit of insecure while in one. The stares I received were a little uncomfortable, it was either a judgmental stare or a hungry stare. Both of which I absolutely loathed. I was grateful that the beach I lived on didn't occupy too many people on the weekends, which most people would find out of the usual, but it was a private beach for the residents living there. If people wanted access onto the beach, they had to speak with one of the residents for granted access.

I dug my feet deeper into the sand, enjoying the warmth of the sun's heat clashing with the sand. I was too busy staring out into the ocean to feel someone's presence next to me. They didn't speak, at least make an attempt to, nor did they try to capture my attention. We sat in a comfortable silence, not interrupting the peacfulness, but there had to be a reason why they had come to talk to me and I wasn't going to ignore them.

"Hi, Sally," I smiled at her, Percy's mom had to be one of the kindest people I know. "Is there something you need?"

Sally was sitting cross legged, and didn't turn towards me but I knew she was smiling. She always did. There hasn't been one time where I've seen her express anger, or disappointment. Happiness or sadness. She was wearing a blue sun dress that reached slightly above her knees, but covered up the top of it with an oatmeal colored sweater. Her hair was in a pony tail, loose strands falling out of it. She looked about in her mid thirties, but something in her eyes made her look a bit younger. I didn't see not one strand of grey hair, which suprised me. My mother had a few growing in. With the death of her husband you'd think she'd be stressed out or angered, but she kept her cool and managed to stay happy for her son's.

"Hello, Annabeth," Sally returned my smile. "I know this may be too much of a favor to ask, but I was wondering if you could tutor Tyson and Percy? I totally understand if you can't, but with your academic skills so high, I thought you'd be the perfect one to help them. I'm sure you're aware of Percy's dyslexia, but Tyson is also diagnosed too and I wanted you to help them conquer that. I will pay you, and we can arrange the days you'll be willing to do so. If it's too much to ask for, it's OK. I just wanted someone familiar with the boys to help."

Sally looked nervous, like I would instantly reject her, but when I smiled her nervousness died down a bit. "Of course I'd be willing to help! You really don't have to pay me. How about Tuesday, Thursday, and Sunday?"

Today was Sunday, which usually was my hang out day with Luke, but he's been cancelling lately. Oh, how I wonder why? He must be extremely stupid to not expect me to get suscpicious about his behavior. Cancelling our dates, not sending me a good morning text, ignoring me in the hallways. I was a little amused by his actions, if it weren't for Percy I'd be done with him already.

"That's fine," Sally confirmed cheerfully. "But I insist on paying you. Is it OK if you start today, or are you more focused on relaxing?"

I shrugged. "It's alright, do you want me to head over now?"

Sally nodded. "The back door is open. I won't be home for a little, I'm going to a literature hand-on experience lesson. Make sure the boys are on track, will you?"

"I'll try my best," I promised her, as we both got up and headed towards the house.

As soon I walked in, I was hit by the sweet aroma of freshly baked cookies. I immediately spotted Tyson at the table, with a plate full of blue chocolate chip cookies. He was so overwhelmed by the cookies he didn't notice me sitting next to him, watching him intently. He had an iPhone in his hand, and was scrolling through his news feed on Facebook. Why a ten year had a iPhone, much less a Facebook confused me. He picked up a cookie, dipped it into his glass of milk, nibbled on it, scrolled down, and liked a picture or status. He completed the process for about five minutes, until I couldn't take it anymore.

"Tyson?!" I waved my hand infront of his face, distracting him from his scrolling.

Tyson sighed, put down his iPhone, then turned to me with an impatient look on his face. "Look, babe, I find it totally awesome that you took the time to sit next to me, most girls claim that I have cooties or whatever that is, but papa's a little busy. He's enjoying his happy hour." My face contorted into shock at his words, then into amuesment. I was used to Tyson calling me "babe", but he talked about himself as if he were a grown man.

"Tyson," I called him, managing to get the least bit of a glance from him. "What's your least favorite subject?"

He repeated his process, then turned to me again. "Math, why? Are we trying the next step in our relationship, because baby, I'm ready?" He sat up, and his full attention was focused on me now. He was like Nico, but a little more hopeful. He was stuck in this fantasy world, where he and I were married. But my parents wouldn't allow our relationship, so I snuck off to his castle to see him. I admired his imagination, but sometimes it was a tad uncomfortable to know a ten year old thinks you're their wife.

I thought about his question, and tried to place my answer carefully. "Yes, in a way you could say so. Do you mind grabbing your math book, and a couple sheets of Percy- I mean paper. Oh, and tell your brother to bring his math book too." I tried to let my slip up casually go by, but Tyson was a smart boy and was like his brother. He noticed the littlest things. Tyson got up from his spot, and walked backwards up the stairs narrowing his eyes at me before turning around, running up the stairs.

I sighed, Percy was getting almost to the point where he occupied half of my brain. I chided myself for letting him do that. Percy is the type of guy that subconsciously makes you want to be near him. He's sweet. He's loyal. Caring. He goes out of his way to help a friend. Basically, he's everything Luke isn't. I had second thoughts about Luke. What if he was like Percy? I don't think I'd even give Percy a second glance if Luke had his qualities. I'm glad Luke isn't like Percy, it makes this situation somewhat easier to handle.

Tyson came bouncing down the stairs with a thick book in his hand, with a notebook, and a pencil. Percy followed him down, but was confused at first. When he spotted me, he grinned widely, and pushed past Tyson. I smiled at him, before embracing him in a hug. He leaned in to kiss me, but Tyson had other plans.

"Hey!" Tyson shouted. "Get away from my woman!"

I began to laugh at his statement, while Percy looked utterly confused. He gave me a questioning glance, beforing turning back to a fuming Tyson. Oh, that's right, Percy was never there when Tyson attempted to flirt with me. Of course, a way a ten year old would do it. Everytime I came over, I was offered to play any choice of the Halo game series that I'd like. Or he would ask me if I wanted to play basketball with him. Both offers seemed pretty nice.

"What're you talking about, Tyson?" Percy frowned at Tyson. I noticed whenever their emotions flared, their New Yorken accents got really thick. I was originally from California, and I've been living in New York for a portion of my life. Most people would expect me to develope an accent, yet I still haven't. I haven't adapted to their dialect either.

Tyson stomped up to Percy, glaring, crossing his arms then tried to size him up. "My woman. We've been having video game sessions, now and then. Yeah, that's right! Video game sessions. Something you could never score with a girl!"

When Percy realized what Tyson was talking about, he turned towards me and winked. "Oh, oh! I'm sorry, bro. I didn't know she was off limits. I'll keep my distance. For the sake of bros?" Percy held out his hand for Tyson to slap, he looked like he was wrestling his emotions. Trying to keep a straight face, but laughter shone in his eyes, making it difficult for him.

Tyson looked suprised at Percy's offer, but he still was frowning when he slapped Percy's hand. "Brother, remember, I'll be watching you." He stalked off towards the dinning table, watching us carefully. He glared at us before returning to his milk and cookies.

Percy snorted. "Name one ten year old that doesn't have a crush on you."

I rolled my eyes. "Harley. Now, come on Percy, your mom wants me to tutor you two."

Both Percy's and Tyson's head snapped up at the word "tutor". Boy, we were going to have a lot of fun.

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I was sitting against the head board of Percy's bed, with my legs propped up. Percy's head layed in my lap, while I ran my fingers through his untamed nest of hair. He was bitting his lip, focusing on one of the math problems I assigned to him. Tyson claimed that he was tired, and decided to take a nap a hour before Percy and I headed up to his bedroom. It's been three weeks since Percy and I have been officially together. Through those weeks, we've been hanging out a lot. Mostly at his house, partially because my parents don't trust me alone with a boy when they're not home. So pretty much everday. But on the weekends it was fine by them.

Percy groaned. "Annabeth," he whined. "I don't get it."

I laughed. "You don't get a lot of things, Seaweed Brain."

"And there goes that nickname." Percy gave me a nasty look before turning his attention back onto the paper.

"Percy, you've been in algebra one for three years, which isn't good from the rate you're going at. You can't graduate without passing the class by senior year. Just try for me, please? I've been over zero and negative exponents with you. Remember when your power is zero your answer is automatically one, now matter how many confusing variables and exponents are featured in the expression."

Percy looked pleased. "Oh, now I get it!"

I smiled. "Great. I have a question, where did Tyson get the word "babe" from?"

Percy grinned at me. "Degrassi."

I arched an eyebrow up at him. "What? He's allowed to watch that? When I was in the sixth grade I got grounded for watching one episode, once."

Percy looked at me in disbelief. "Strict parents you got there. But I'll admit it isn't the best show for kids to watch. In my opinion it dramatizes high school life too much to the point where I think it's unrealistic. My mom doesn't want him watching it, but he learns how to sneak it on every once in a while."

"That's the whole purpose, you doof!" I slapped his head. "But some situations are happening in high school that they have on the show."

"True," Percy agreed with me. "But I highly doubt the nerds at Goode go into the girl's locker room stealing clothes, sniffing their undergarments, and using them for some app they created."

"I remember that episode!" I exclaimed.

Percy grinned at my enthusiasm. He looked so cute I couldn't help myself, I hadn't given him not a single kiss. I leaned in to kiss him, but he rolled away from me. I sat there in shock at what he did. Percy never restrained from my kisses.

He gave me a mischevious grin. "Nah-ah! For the sake of bros, remember?"

I pouted. "But he's, like, ten! There's not much he could do with me but coloring pages!"

"Awh," Percy cooed. "Are you pouting? Am I really that kissable?"

I crossed my arms, and gave him a pointed look. "Seriously? Wow, you know what? Maybe I will go color with Tyson because he's far more than a gentleman from you." As I turned away from him, I was secretly smirking at him. I grabbed my bag, and moved my way towards the door to his bedroom.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw him staring at me confused. He was still on the floor, his math paper gripped tightly in his hands. He was extremely handsome, I tried to resist myself from running over to him to just give one quick peck. But I reminded myself that I wasn't going to let him toy at me like that. Rejection wasn't my style. Especially from Percy. Before I could even touch the door knob, I was yanked back by the straps of my back pack. Everything happened so quickly, until I found myself wrapped in Percy's arms, pressed tightly against one another, he and I staring at each other. I looked into his green orbs, and smiled. They held amusement, and excitement. There hasn't been one time where they flashed with anger. Annoyance, and dissappointment. Yet, never anger. He was exactly like his mother. But of course, he was impulsive. I'm happy he didn't get angry a lot, the image of his beautiful, yet gentle, caring eyes would be obliterated.

"Why are you staring at me?" Percy smirked.

"I don't know, why are you staring at me?"

"Because you're staring at me."

"No, you are."

"You started it!"

"You're the one who yanked me into your arms!"

"Yeah, to save you from a horrible coloring party with Tyson! I don't think coloring Transformers isn't all that fun, well, Optimus Prime is an exception. Only because in the second movie he was totally kick a-"

"Will you just kiss me already, and stop stalling?!"

Percy smiled against my lips, before completing my request. His lips were smooth, yet rough in a way I couldn't decipher. They gave off a salty taste, I suppose it's because his second home is practically the ocean. His hands were placed on my hips, while my fingers ran through his tangled hair pushing through knots. Whenever Percy kissed me I felt like explosives were going off in my heart. He had a way that made me weaken before him. He was way too cute for me. No one could possibly be as cute as Percy. I don't know how long we were standing there, kissing, but we pulled away from each other gasping for breathe. Percy never made me uncomfortable when we made out, he knew the limits within my comfort zone and he didn't push past it.

"Cookies," I heard Percy mumble in my hair.

"What?"

"Smell."

I think he was to out of breathe to even complete a sentence properly. But I did as he told me. I knew Percy's mother was back, probably baking another batch of cookies. But the sweet aroma was too close for me to grow suspicious. I scanned Percy's room, until my eyes were fixed on his desk, which held a plate of blue cookies, and two glasses of milk. I turned to see Percy, blushing, staring at the same spot. Percy's mom had obviously had been in the room while we were having. . .A little fun. Meaning she saw us. Which made me feel a bit awkward, yet suprised. Sally isn't aware of our relationship, and she saw us making out. Suprised, she didn't bother to stop us. I wondered if she had suspected us being together. I was showing up at her house more often than normal. I was practically stuck to Percy like glue. And she had just witnessed us in our act. That's amazingly great.

"Remind me to lock the door whenever we spontaneously decide we want to make out."


HAPPY EASTER or belated Easter! . . .Depending on where you are...

I want to let you guys know that some things in this story are a bigger impact in the story than what you expect. Photography 101, Tutoring. . . So this chapter was a little update on their relationship. . .I guess. Sorry if it wasn't fluffy. Still working on that.

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