A/N: Yo! Welcome to chapter 2! This story is a little harder to write because it's so out there, almost anything can go, but I don't want to make it seem too out there, so I'm writing whatever comes to mind then constantly redacting some of it. On that note, please enjoy.

DISCLAIMA: PERCY JACKSON AIN'T MINE, A BOY CAN PRAY THO.

PERCY:

"So what's that one do?" I asked Leo. One of the items we stole had actually stumped Leo. It was a small rectangle that was grey and seemingly made out of dark matter. It had no openings, no buttons, no way to know what it was, or did. Piper was leaning on the table, putting her chin on her hands. She looked bored, but her eyes were lit up like a Christmas tree. She was intrigued, but wouldn't let you know it.

"Honestly?" Leo said, picking it up, "I have no idea." Grover's eyes widened. He didn't like when Leo didn't understand something. Something about him being the smartest man he knows. I understood the concern, but I still think he was overreacting.

"What do you mean you don't know?" Grover asked shakily, "That's like saying you can't solve a Rubix cube!"

"Calm down, Goat Boy!" Leo said chucking a hacky sack at him, "I didn't say I wouldn't figure it out. I just can't right now. What I do know, however, is that there are at least 18 of these."

"How?"

"The box it came in says 1/18."

"Your hilarious."

"I try."

I chuckle at their bickering, then take a step back. I walk up to my laptop and start aimlessly looking through a secure website dedicated for runners. There were groups all over. Bangkok, Britain, LA, NY, everywhere you could imagine. I started looking through a list of items that most runners were pining after. Frankly, a lot of the things were pretty dope. Most wanted tech that would help while they were running. Retractable wing suit, night vision contacts, and camo suits. Reading what some people were after was definitely one of the fun parts of this job. It was like going into a toy store and seeing what other kids were looking at too, and deeming if you wanted it too.

I heard my laptop ping and see that I have a new notification. It was from a runner I had talked to a few times before.

PineSparks: Yo, Kelp Head, I need a favor.

Riptide: What is it Pinecone Face.

PineSparks: There's a new prototype a company called Kronos is working on.

Riptide: Go on…

PineSparks: It's a silver circlet that is supposed to act as a full helmet. Uses magnets to absorb the kinetic energy to redirect anything coming at it. Only thing it can't stop is lightning.

Riptide: Fancy. Why do you need me?

PineSparks: Because, dear runner, you have McShizzle, and can get through virtually any security system.

Riptide: You right… Fine, I'm in.

PineSparks: Sending details now. Message me when you get the agreed upon item.

"LEO LET GO!"

"NO! IT'S MY MCDONALDS!"

I sighed and facepalmed. I closed my laptop and went to the group to see what was going on. Apparently, Leo had run to get McDonalds and Piper wanted some. Leo was not one to back down or give up food, though.

"Guys, come on."

"HELP ME PERCY! VIVA LA MY BELLY!" Piper yelled at me with a wicked smile on her face. I took a deep breath in, then let it out slowly. I wanted to talk about the new run we had to do, but noooo, I had to deal with this.

"I WILL STAB YOU PIPER!" Leo screamed in her face. I could tell he wasn't too mad, but he definitely just wanted his food.

"NO BALLS, YOU WON'T!"

I sigh then start walking to the door. It was getting late, and I still hadn't eaten. I was almost at the door when Grover put his hand on my shoulder. I turn to look at him and he still has his worried face on. I gave him a meek smile, but he didn't care.

"Be careful Perce," he told me, "That watch and pen are being looked for. If anyone see's them, you have to run."

"Yea, probably," I say with a chuckle. He didn't think it was funny. "Grover, come on, don't worry, I'm a tough son of a bitch. I'm not dying anytime soon."

"Yea, alright." This seemed to please him enough. He took his hand off of my shoulder and scampered off. I took this as my que, and walked out, make sure to lock the door behind me. Luckily, Sunday was the day that we were allowed to be out till 8, and I knew exactly what I was going to eat tonight.

UNKNOWN

I looked away from my PC screen to my clock, seeing that it was roughly 6:30 at night. I worked at a restricted job so I technically had no curfew, but I did like to be in before the technical limit. I rubbed my eyes to get them to moisten. Frankly, they were sore from staring at my monitor for so long. Gotta love work.

I picked up my bag, slipped my jacket on then walked out of my office. I locked the door behind me, and made it to the elevator. I was lowered onto the street, and seeing a diner across the street. It looked rather quaint, and somewhat relaxed. I walked across the street, making sure to check both ways, and seeing it clear as could be.

I opened the door and was flooded with a wave of warmth. It felt like I had just walked into a loving home, everything felt like it was done with love. In this day and age, it was shocking.

I found my way to a booth and sat down. It was by far the most comfortable I've been In a long time. A nice-looking lady started walking over, offering a warm smile. I smiled back tiredly.

"Welcome to Sally's, I'm Sally," she said kindly, handing me a menu, "How can I help you dear?"

"Can I start off with a coffee please?"

"Of course, I'll be back in a bit." She made her way back to the counter and started to brew a fresh pot, pushing the old one aside. I smiled to myself, appreciative of the kind gesture.

I look through the menu until I hear the bell above the door ring. I look up and see a 23 or so looking man walk in. He has long, spastic onyx hair, tan skin, and a dark blue sweater on. The sweater goes nicely with his dark jeans, and black and white shoes running shoes. I'm not sure why, but I couldn't help but feel drawn to him. He goes to the counter and starts chatting with Sally. She looks happy as can be. She hands him a cup of coffee, then points at me.

Oh no…

This mysterious man looks at me with deep, bright green eyes, and gives a toothy, lopsided grin. I smile back, trying to hide a faint blush.

"Hiya," he says in a deep voice, holding the cup of liquid gold out, "Sally wanted me to bring this to you."

"Thank you," I say kindly. I take the cup kindly, taking a sip.

"Coffee at 6:45 huh?" he askes with a playful smirk, "Someone's going to be up all night."

"Yea," I said with a small chuckle, "You caught me, I'm a workaholic."

"I could see it in those big grey eyes of yours."

"Oh, and what else do you see?"

"I see someone I want to get to know a little bit more about." He says with a confident grin. I'm not typically one to humor being hit on, but I admit, he was smooth. I lean back, folding my arms, but smiling.

"I'll admit, I'm intrigued by you," I say, taking another sip of coffee, "You walk in a few minutes after me, green eyes and all, never spoken to me before, and you want to get to know me?"

"Sounds about right," He says playing with a fork, "Blonde suits you by the way."

"Oh does it?" I ask, raising my eye brows, "Black does you well too."

"Oh why thank you," he says, brushing his hand through his hair, imitating a model. We both start laughing, and he even starts crying. When we calm down, Sally comes over and takes our orders. I got a steak, mashed potatoes, and steamed vegetables, and he got pancakes. Before Sally left, he winked at her, and she winked back. I was unsure as to why, but I felt like I set that aside.

"So," I start, putting the menu to the side, "What's your name?"

"Percy, Percy Jackson," he says grinning like a child.

"Oh, fancy," I say with a chuckle.

"Why thank you," he says with a grin, "It's short for something, but if I told you what it was, I'd have to kill you."

"Oh wow, so scary."

"No, but seriously, I don't like my full name, so I go by Percy for short."

"I understand," I say, feeling his pain, "My entire life, people have shortened my name, so I make sure people call me by my full name."

"Oh, and what would that full name be?"

"Do you really want to know?"

"More than anything in the world right now."

"My name is Annabeth."

What started as an innocent night between friends, coffee and dinner, would soon turn into something much bigger, and neither of us were ready for what life had in store for us…

A/N: And that will do it for this chapter! I hope you guys enjoy! Read and Review! Thank you all so much for all the support on the last chapter!

ALSO, CHAPTER 8 OF TORN WILL BE COMING ON SUNDAY!

Take care!

~Rocke