Disclaimer: I don't own Percy Jackson or the song "SuperStar".

I walked down the long, empty corridor in the back of the training arena, trying to put files in alphabetical order as quickly as possible. Just as I was shuffling Swift, Taylor behind Smith, Carter, an arm shot out of the nearby supply closet and grabbed my wrist, yanking me in swiftly and slamming the door.

I stood there in the darkness with my hands on my hips and paperwork in a mess at my feet, fairly certain I knew who my kidnapper was.

There was a small click of a light being turned on, and I looked up into Percy's face, which was dimly illuminated by the glow of the single bare bulb.

"Hello," he said cheerfully. "Happy to see me?"

"Well, I'm thrilled to see you in a supply closet," I said dryly, bending over to collect my files that I had dropped mid-abduction. "It's about time you started taking your cleaning duties as a counselor seriously."

Percy snorted. "Right, I dragged you in here to talk about camp cleanliness." He rolled his eyes.

"Well, what did you drag me in for?" I asked, rearranging my papers.

"Oh, you know," said Percy casually. "Talk about the weather, see how life is going, maybe kiss a little..." he said suggestively, leaning toward me with his beautiful smile.

"Or maybe I could go take care of this paperwork and see you later," I said cheekily, turning to go.

"Noooo..." whined Percy, going me his best puppy dog face.

"Really, Percy? Pouting? You're going to be twenty in a few weeks!" I chided, tucking the Manila folders under my arm.

"Yes, I know," he said, still sulking. "I need some birthday kisses..."

"I'll give you those on your actual birthday," I said with a wink, and started to turn the door handle.

Percy quickly grabbed the files and yanked them out from under my arm.

"Hey!" I cried, wildly trying to snatch them. "Give them!"

"Nope!" he said triumphantly, holding them high above his head. "To get them back, it'll cost you."

"Percy!" I cried in frustration, jumping in a ridiculous attempt to retrieve my files. No such luck.

"Shh..." he said soothingly, grinning. "You really don't want people to hear you yelling my name from the inside of a closet. They might think we're... up to something."

"We are up to something!" I hissed. "Well, you are anyway."

"You bet I am," he said, tossing my paperwork on the top shelf of the closet and grabbing my waist. He pulled me closer so that our lips were an inch apart, and the only thing I could see was his sea green eyes.

"Percy..." I protested, though my willpower was starting to crack.

"What?" he asked, pulling our hips together and resting his forehead on mine.

"This is a bad idea..." I muttered as Percy's hands crept under the hem of my shirt, resting on the bare skin of my hips.

"I think it's a great idea," he said his hands beginning to travel up my sides, giving me goosebumps. He kissed me softly on my forehead, his lips working their way downward. Percy's mouth worked furiously on my jaw, and down to my neck.

Crap. I was toast- he knew I loved it when he did that. Damn, this boy was good.

Moaning in pleasure, I gave up.

"Ten minutes," I said, winding my fingers into Percy's hair.

"Excellent," he said with a grin, popping up to kiss me.

"Why is it that I find myself breaking all my rules to see you?" I asked as we broke apart.

"What rules?" he replied, pushing me up against the wall.

"The one where boys and girls aren't allowed to be alone in a room together," I said breathlessly, just before he crushed his lips into mine.

"Oh, but you're forgetting," said Percy between kisses. "This is a closet, not a room."

"This is wrong..." I said against his lips. But boy, did it feel right!

Percy didn't respond, just kept working me up until I had stopped fighting it, my thoughts completely muddled. Eventually we slowed down, our kissing becoming less urgent and more comforting. My hands were up Percy's shirt, running over his sculpted muscles and warm skin while his strong hands rubbed circles on my back as we kissed. We finally broke apart, and I laid my head on his chest, the cotton of his shirt soft against my cheek.

"Well," I said, sighing, "That was a nice morning break."

"Yeah, not bad," grinned Percy. I twirled a lock of Percy's hair with my finger, and noticed that he was looking at me in a soft of awed way.

"What?" I asked, laughing at his expression.

"I can't take my eyes off of you," he whispered.

"Oh, stop it," I said, rolling my eyes.

"I'm serious, Annabeth," he said, tightening his arms around me. "I love you."

"Why you love me, I'll never know," I said with a small smile, holding his head in my hands.

"What's that supposed to mean?" he asked, frowning.

"Oh, come on, you could have any girl at camp, all the Aphrodite girls practically scream your name," I pointed out. "And I'm just little old me, basically invisible." I looked up at him. "Just another wide-eyed girl who's desperately in love with you."

Percy shook his head.

"For a Wise Girl, you sure are stupid sometimes," chuckled Percy. "You are, without a doubt, the most amazing person I know. Not to mention the most gorgeous, talented, intelligent, scary..."

"Scary?"

"At times," he shrugged.

I glared at him.

"Like now," he said weakly. "Anyway, the point is that you're perfect. Don't ever think that those other girls are even close to being as wonderful as you."

"Thanks, Seaweed Brain."

"Anytime wise girl," he said, pecking me on the nose.

Just then, the closet door flew open, causing us to jump apart. Standing there was Leo, grinning ear to ear.

"Oooh, rendezvous in the supply closet. How romantic," he said with a wink. "Good one, Perce. Get lucky at all, Super Star?"

"It wasn't a rendezvous," spluttered Percy, blushing furiously. "And no, I don't need luck for that sort of thing... unlike you," he told Leo deviously, causing the son of Hephaestus to scowl deeply.

"Well, what were you doing then, taking inventory?" challenged Leo, raising an eyebrow.

"We were just..."

"Mopping," I said vaguely, snatching up a nearby bucket.

"Mopping?" asked Leo disbelievingly, crossing his arms and leaning against the door frame.

"Yup," supplied Percy, oh-so-helpfully.

"Well," you know what they say," I said lamely. "Couples who mop together stay together!" I grabbed my files and a mop and stalked past Leo.

"Nobody says that!" Leo yelled after us, shaking his head.

"I do!" Percy and I yelled in unison, grinning at each other.

"It actually has a nice ring to it," Percy pondered aloud as we rounded the corner. "Maybe we should start saying it."

"Let me know how that works out for you."

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