A/N: Sorry for my updating drought! Its just that I was on vacation for Thanksgiving for four days, and I couldn't update, but here's the next chapter for you guys!

Just a note about this- I dedicate this chapter to Meepmeep123, who has been extremely awesome and amazing, reviewing pretty much every chapter of every one of my stories! I'd like to thank her/him a lot, and I advise everyone to check out her/his stories!

Also, I give her a cameo appearance in this story as a reward. Least I could do!

Disclaimer: I don't own PJO


"O Fleecy, do me a solid! Show me Annabeth Chase, Upper East Side!"

The golden mist shimmered, and an image was formed- Annabeth Chase, sitting at her desk, working furiously on an assignment that was probably due in a few years.

Percy wouldn't have it any other way.

He grinned. "Annabeth!"

She yelped in surprise and fell off her chair, her blonde ponytail whipping around to cover her face, and she sat down hard on the floor. "Percy, you moron!"

Percy shrugged. "You should be expecting me. I call you every day at the same exact time."

She sighed and got up from her position on the hardwood, flipping her hair back around and sitting back on the chair. "So."

"How's life?"

It was her turn to shrug. "I dunno. We get a lot of homework over here."

"Annabeth, it's a boarding school. They get lots of homework."

She smiled at him. "I miss you, though."

He blushed and stared at the floor of his bedroom. "Oh- I, uh...I miss you. Too. Yeah."

She giggled. "So, how's life for you?"

He shrugged again. "Okay, I guess." He grinned. "My mom is awesome, as usual."

Annabeth nodded. "Yeah, I can imagine. What else?"

"School is getting pretty weird now that its a week before Valentine's Day. Girls are randomly twirling their hair behind their ear and dumping pounds of...stuff on their face, which is weird. And freaky."

Annabeth sighed. "You're an idiot."

"And that's why you love me."

"Well, one of the reasons."

Way to be an indirect coward, Percy thought as Annabeth got off the chair and leaped onto her bed. "Screw the homework. It's due in a month, anyway." She rolled over so she was facing the Iris-Message. "So. Involved with any of those girls?"

Percy shrugged, flopping onto his bed. "Not really?"

She cocked an eyebrow. "Not really? What's that supposed to mean?"

"Well, I'm currently dog-sitting for this one girl every weekday from seven to eight while she's at cheerleading practice, but that's about it-"

"You WHAT?"

Percy instinctively jerked and looked at the image on the screen, nervous, though he didn't quite know why. "Uh...yeah," he explained, "and when she comes to my apartment at eight, one day a week she stays with me for a half hour until her parents come back-"

"She WHAT?"

"-and then she leaves for her apartment. It's two doors down from mine."

"It's WHAT?"

Percy frowned. "Do you have a hearing problem or something?"

Annabeth groaned. "So, let me get this straight. You dog-sit for a pretty cheerleader."

"Well, I wouldn't know if she was pretty or not-"

"A pretty cheerleader," she said, dragging out the word "pretty".

He gulped and nodded. "Yeah, I- I guess so."

"And she stays at your apartment for a half hour after you guys are done."

"Yep. And two days out of the five, my parents aren't home."

Annabeth rolled her eyes. "Even better. What do you guys even do?"

Percy shrugged. "You know. Stuff."

Annabeth promptly stood up from the bed. "That's it. For guys, 'stuff' is a code word for 'make out until we can't see straight'. I'm coming over there."

"Annabeth-"

"RIGHT NOW."

"Where'd you get the idea that 'stuff' meant-"

SLAM!

He was greeted by a door slam to the face and was left sitting on his bed, perpetually confused.

He looked down at the beagle at his feet and sighed, rubbing the backs of its ears affectionately, causing it to nip playfully at his hand. "You know, Meep Meep, sometimes I feel as if girls are part of a completely different species than us normal people."


Ding! Dong!

The dreaded doorbell, Percy thought, getting up from his position on the couch and going over to open the door. "Hi, Ann-"

She stalked in without a word, throwing her coat onto the couch where he was sitting and plonking down into the available space next to it. "When's the cheerleader coming?"

Percy looked at the clock. 7:59. "Any minute now."

Annabeth harrumphed and kept her position on the couch, and Percy went to his apartment's small kitchen to pick up Meep Meep the beagle, walking over to the kitchen and placing it on Annabeth's lap. "Here," he said.

Annabeth grumbled at the sight of Meep Meep. "What is he or she doing on my lap?" she asked in an annoyed tone.

"It's a she," said Percy, "and she's awesome! Don't girls have a 'thing' for small, cute dogs?"

"Well, it seems like this cheerleader of yours has a 'thing' for you!"

And that's when the doorbell rang for the second time.

Annabeth got up to get it, but Percy stopped her. "I've got it. You stay and pet the dog. It helps with potentially homicidal tempers."

A little reluctantly, Annabeth started to pet Meep Meep and yelped as she gave her a lick on the hand, as Percy went to the door and opened it. "Hi, Hailey!"

Hailey grinned at him and gave him a bone-crushing hug. "Hey, Percy! How's Meep Meep!"

Percy grinned back and closed the door behind her as Hailey entered the room in her black and gold cheerleader uniform. "He's on the couch."

Hailey walked inside the room and accepted Meep Meep from Annabeth, who was staring open mouthed at the cheerleader. "Who's that?" she asked, pointing to Annabeth.

Percy walked up to stand beside her. "That," he said, "is my girlfriend. Her name is Annabeth."

Hailey shrugged and extended her hand. "Nice to meet you, Annabeth."

Slowly, Annabeth shook it. "Nice...nice to meet you, too, Hailey."

Percy walked Hailey to the door, and she whispered in his ear. "Your girlfriend is pretty."

Percy smiled as she left his apartment. "I know."

He watched protectively as she entered her apartment, and then he walked back to the couch, sitting next to Annabeth. "Well? Still jealous?"

She turned to him and shook her head.

Hailey Roberts was four feet eleven inches. She was in third grade.


A/N: Annabeth the overreactor! Chiron did say she was territorial about her friends, though.

Hope you liked the cameo, Meepmeep123! It certainly helped that your username is perfect for a dog's name (no offense).

Reviews would be greatly appreciated!

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