Matt McMaster P.O.V

"Yo, McMaster party tonight?" called one of my buddies from the football team.

"You know it bruh!" I called back to him as I pushed open the door to the library.

Now, I know what you're thinking- a jock in the library? Hell must have frozen over- don't worry I'm not in here to study. I'm in here to convince the hottest and most stuck up girl in the school to come to my party tonight.

You see, Annabeth Chase started at Humberside High this year and I have been making it my goal to get with her.

Honestly, I didn't really know why I was trying so hard with a girl I was just going to fuck and chuck.

I walked into the unfamiliar room and scanned the barren chairs for the blonde bombshell.

After some searching I finally found Annabeth sitting at a circular desk with a fairly large book in front of her face.

What a nerd, I thought to myself, a very very hot nerd.

I put on my best charming smile and gracefully glided in the seat next to her.

"Hey babe," I purred.

"Go away," Annabeth demanded not looking up from her dictionary of a book.

I wasn't put off by her lack of interest. In fact, I think it's why I want to get with her so badly.

"Only if you come to my party tonight," I said in my most charming voice.

I watched as she rolled her unique grey eyes and carried on with her reading.

"No, leave now," Annabeth ordered, in a very natural voice-almost like she gave out orders on a daily bases.

I pushed back on my chair and kicked up my feet, "come on babe, why won't you come to my party?"

Finally she looked up from her book and shot me a glare.

"First of all, don't call me "babe" it's belittling and doesn't apply to you. Second, I have a boyfriend and in no way want to spend more time with you. And finally, I said no, which should be a good enough reason." Annabeth said in a commanding annoyed tone.

I ignored most of what she said, except for the part about her boyfriend.

"Sweetie, you don't need to make up a boyfriend to make me jealous. I mean, have you seen my abs?" I asked while lifting up my shirt.

Instead of the normal eye popping reaction I usually get from girls, Annabeth rolled her eyes and made a disgusted sound.

"Wow, I'm surprised you can get that shirt over your massive head," she spat at me while reaching to the back of her book.

I watched as she pulled out a picture and held it out to me.

"And for your information, my boyfriend isn't made up" she said tapping the photo of her and some surfer dude standing on a beach.

There is no way that dude was real. I mean, he had better abs than me.

No one has better abs than me!

"Right, where'd you get that picture, some surfing magazine?" I asked grinning at her.

Ladies can't resist my perfect grin.

Once again Annabeth rolled her eyes and turned back to her book.

"Why did I even try?" she asked her self while closing her book and making to stand up.

Suddenly I had enough of this "playing hard to get" and did something to make her see how useless this little game of hers was.

As she stood up I followed and grabbed her arm, pulling her into me and crashing our lips together.

This was my fatal mistake.

As soon as our lips made contact she drove her teeth into mine and ended up drawing blood.

I pulled back in pain and soon ended up being slammed into the table while my left arm was twisted behind my back.

"What in Hades was so hard for you to comprehend? Was it the N or the O? I guess the whole "I have a boyfriend thing" could have been confusing for you, seeing as how it was a sentence." She said with pure hatred in her voice.

Even if I wanted to respond I couldn't, the pain was too much.

For a bookworm, Annabeth was surprisingly strong.

"If a girl says, "No, I have a boyfriend" it usually means they want you to leave them alone. Not forcibly kiss them." She said furiously, twisting my arm more.

I let out a yelp of pain. Any attraction I had for Annabeth was completely wiped from my brain.

How did a girl even get this strong?

"Now, let's try this again, seeing as you had so much trouble the first time." She said, pushing my face into the wooden table.

"If a girl or guy says "No" you leave them alone. You do not force yourself on them." She said as her voice dropped down to a menacing whisper.

"If you make a move on me or anyone else without their permission, I will make this look like one of your football stretches. Do I make myself clear?" she threatened.

Now, I'm not one to scare easily-however- Annabeth was certainly someone I never wanted to get on their bad side again.

"Crystal," I squeaked.

"Good," she muttered and let go of my arm.

I felt too freaked out to move so I stayed planted to the table.

"Having a nice study break?" questioned a soft voice from the side.

I turned my head just enough to see Annabeth's close friend, Hazel, leaning against a book shelf.

"Yeah, it was pretty enjoyable." Annabeth said in a now relaxed tone.

Hazel laughed, "Well we better head up, the guys will be here soon."

I watched Annabeth's slender hands pick up her book and watched her walk closer to Hazel.

Both girls started to leave the room but I could faintly hear Annabeth voice.

"Hey Hazel, could you not tell Percy about this. I really don't need to hear one of his "we shouldn't hurt mortals" speeches. They're long, unorganized, and he does voices." She complained.

Mortals? What did she even mean by that?

I heard Hazel laugh softly, "I can only imagine. Don't worry; I think you handled it just fine."

With that they left the room, leaving me sore, confused, and scared.

And that's how I learnt the meaning of "No".

This was a painful P.O.V. to write.

Hoped you enjoyed it though.

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