So guys the first part of this will not be that great only because my computer had a malfunction and something went wrong with my document. Long story short, my hard drive got all screwed up and it won't let me open the document. I had to rewrite the whole beginning, which really, REALLY frustrated me.

Also, I AM SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO sorry for taking forever to update. I swear that it won't (hopefully won't) happen again. I'll try and update every Saturday from now. Hopefully, I'll get around to updating my other two stories.

Chapter Twelve

"Come on, Annabeth!" Thalia screamed. She grabbed Annabeth by her hand and started dragging her outside. "We're going to be late!"

Annabeth rolled her eyes. "Thalia," she groaned, "I can't walk very fast."

Annabeth looked down in frustration at the five inch black high heels that Thalia was forcing Annabeth to wear to dinner that Thalia and Luke had set up at the La Ritz. She was wearing one Thalia's short black, strapless dresses that cut off at the knees. After about an hour, Thalia had perfected Annabeth's face with foundation, bronzer and had used just about every type of product that Thalia had.

"Suck it up!" Thalia snapped and grabbed her purse. "Come on!"

Thalia tore Annabeth outside. The light breeze brushed Annabeth's curly blonde hair.

"TAXI!" Thalia shouted. She whistled for their attention.

"Thalia, why don't we just call Percy?" Normally Annabeth would walk but since she's wearing such high high heels, Annabeth knew that walking would be a stupid idea. Annabeth grabbed her cell phone and began to scroll through her contacts. "Here, I'll call him. You just tell Luke that we'll be there soon."

"NO!" Thalia shouted. She stole Annabeth's phone.

Annabeth raised her eyebrows. "Thalia, what are you doing?"

Thalia readjusted her thin jacket. "Um...let's just take a taxi. I don't think we should bother Percy."

"Why? He would be glad to pick us up." That and I would be glad to see Percy, Annabeth thought to herself. She longed to see Percy's fabulous, stunning oceanic eyes.

"How about we ask Travis?"

That caught Annabeth's attention. "Why in the world would you EVER want Travis Stoll to pick us up? You absolutely HATE him!"

Thalia shrugged. "He grows on you."

"What?!"

"Just give me your phone," Thalia commanded.

"You have my phone," Annabeth retorted. She was still in awe of Thalia.

"Oh...right." Thalia unlocked Annabeth's cell phone and opened up the contacts. She scrolled down and pressed a contact number, which Annabeth assumed was Travis's.

The phone rang a few times before someone picked up.

"Hello?"

"Hey Luke."

Oh, Annabeth said, relieved. It's just Luke.

"Hey Thals," Luke replied over the phone.

"Are you at the restaurant, yet?"

"No."

"Good. Can you pick up Annabeth and I? We're at her house."

"Sure," Luke said. "See you in maybe ten minutes." The line went dead.

Thalia handed Annabeth back her phone, smiling. "Why couldn't you have just used you're phone?" Annabeth asked as she slid her cell phone back into her purse.

Thalia shrugged. "Didn't want to get it out."

Annabeth sighed. "Of course not."


When Annabeth, Luke and Thalia arrived at the La Ritz, they were ten minutes late for their dinner reservation. Lucky for them, someone had already showed up and so their table wasn't taken away. Their table was in the back of the restaurant, near the window facing the roaring traffic jam occurring in the streets. Perched on one of the tables was Travis Stoll, scrolling through his cell phone. He was sitting in a two-seated table and there was a sign on it that said, 'Reserved.'

"Thalia," Annabeth said, her eyebrows knit together, "Where's the other tables? And how come there's only one person there?"

"Sit down Annabeth," Thalia instructed.

Travis looked up at that point, his grin fading. "Where's Connor? I thought you said he was coming."

"And where's Percy? Or the other's?" Annabeth had taken a seat in front of Travis, waiting impatiently for Thalia to explain what was going on.

"Okay, Annabeth, Travis," Luke started, "Confession time. No one else is coming. It's just you two."

"What?!" Travis shouted. He stood up and looked as if he could potentially kill Luke and Thalia. Annabeth shared the same expression. "What do you mean it's just us?"

"Well," Thalia started, "We noticed that you two both were getting kind of lonely so we both decided that it would be cool if you two...oh I don't know...hooked up..." Thalia looked down at her shoes.

"Wait, what?!" Travis groaned.

Suddenly, all the pieces in Annabeth's head formed a puzzle. She understood everything: why Thalia refused to let Annabeth call Percy and why she wanted to call Travis and..., "Oh my god?!" Annabeth thought out loud. "Is this a date?"

Luke chuckled, sheepishly, "Yeah...kind of."

"Thalia, Luke!" Annabeth shouted in irritation. "You can't leave me alone with Travis! On a date!"

"Yeah," Travis added. "I don't even like Annabeth." Annabeth kicked Travis and given the fact that Annabeth was wearing high heels, it really hurt Travis. "It's true," Travis muttered through pain. He received another kick to his shins.

"Good luck guys," Luke said, grinning as he and Thalia backed out of the La Ritz.

"See ya on Monday!" Thalia added as she and Luke sprinted out of the restaurant.

"Thalia! Luke!" Annabeth yelled but it was too late. They were already out of the door. She glared at them as they ran down the streets, hand in hand. "Ugh! I'm going to kill them on Monday!"

"Tell me about it," Travis agreed. "Seriously, why do they honestly think that I would ever be interested you?! I mean you, of all people! You're the worst possible choice out there. I swear, I'd even go for Thalia." Annabeth raised her eyebrows and smirked. Travis cleared his throat. "Not that I would or anything."

"Yeah, besides everyone knows that you like Katie."

"What?! I do not."

"Oh come on Travis. It's so obvious."

"No, it isn't! And I don't like Katie."

"Yeah, you do! Just by the way that you prank her but yet act so protective of her clearly shows that you look her. You just can't admit that you're as smitten over Katie as Luke is over Thalia."

"Shut up, Annabeth!" Travis retorted.

At the point the waiter came over to get their drinks. For some reason, they both answered without hesitation, though Annabeth quickly began wondering why either of them hadn't walked out when Thalia and Luke left them all alone. The waiter came back surprisingly fast with their bread and Diet Cokes.

"Yeah, fine, Katie's pretty but whatever. What about you and Percy?" Travis said as he began to slather a piece of bread with a disgusting amount of butter.

Annabeth hesitated, taking a long sip of Diet Coke before responding. "What do you mean?"

"Come on Annabeth, obviously you like him."

This took Annabeth by surprise. She had only come to conclusion that she had liked him...at least she just admitted that she liked him. Perhaps, she had been showing signs way before she came to terms with it. No I'm just going crazy, Annabeth thought to herself.

All of a sudden, Travis started laughing. "What?" She asked.

"You're admitting it to yourself, aren't you?"

Wow. Am I that readable? "What do you mean?" She asked innocently.

Travis scoffed. "I know that look Annabeth. You totally like Percy Jackson."

"Travis, shut up."

"So you're agreeing with me?" Travis said with a cocky grin.

Annabeth glared at him. "I hate you. I really, really hate you. You know that, right?"

"What? Just because you're terrible at hiding your feelings. Seriously, you about as easy to read as a human being is to Edward Cullen. (A/N I couldn't resist! I'm SOOOOO excited to go see Breaking Dawn Part 2!)."

Annabeth rolled her eyes. "Just don't tell anyone, Stoll! I haven't even told Thalia. I was kind of trying to keep it a secret."

Travis chuckled. "Come on Annie. Of course, I'll keep it a secret."

Annabeth smiled at him. "Well, good. Because if you don't, I'll tell Katie that you used to wet your bed in kindergarten."

"I'm sure you will Chase. I'm sure you will."

Twenty minutes later, their food that had ordered about five minutes after Travis pointed out who Annabeth liked had finally arrived. Travis ordered a large plate of meat, steaming mash potatoes and salty side of beans. Annabeth had gotten a large bowl of spaghetti and meatballs, her favorite meal. She particularly loved it when her mother made homemade pasta.

"Thank god! I'm starved!" Annabeth said. She grabbed her fork and started digging her. She had eaten a couple of fork loads of pasta when she had just came to the realization that Travis wasn't eating anything. "Travis...aren't you hungry?"

Travis merely continued to grin.

"Travis...?" Annabeth said, a little confused.

Travis shook his head as if he had just come out of a trance. "What?"

Annabeth pointed toward his food. "Aren't you hungry?"

"Oh...oh!" Travis quickly started to dig in, shoving some mash potatoes in his mouth.

"What were you even thinking about?" Annabeth asked.

Travis swallowed. "Well," he started, "I was thinking-."

"Wow. Travis Stoll thinking?!"

Travis glared at Annabeth. "Anyway, I was thinking about you and I."

Annabeth's eyes widened. What did he just say?

Travis saw Annabeth's opinion and laughed. "No, no, no...that's not what I meant. In fact, just thinking about that is kind of making me sick," he joked.

Annabeth rolled her eyes. "Continue."

"Well, I was thinking since you like Percy and I...like Katie and obviously we both aren't getting anywhere, perhaps we could use each other to get them."

Annabeth raised her eye brows. "Go on."

"Maybe we could go out with each other, announce to the whole school on Monday and make Percy and Katie jealous. We'll make them realize just how much they want us!"

Annabeth scoffed. "I don't know about that Travis. There are tons of disadvantages to that plan. Like what happens if they don't care? Or if they take it really, really personally and get mad at us?" Annabeth's mind started to race with all the problems that could occur.

Travis just grinned. "Relax, Annabeth. I got this. Now wait do you say? Are you in or what?"

Annabeth sighed, weighing the pros and cons of the plan.

She sighed. "Fine."

DUN DUN DUHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Will Travis's plan work? Or will it crash and fail like Annabeth suspects?!

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