Sorry for the horrible time on updates… so here's the newest chapter!

~GoGreen52

"Meeting you was fate, becoming friends with you was a choice, but falling in love with you… I had no control over." –Unknown

Homecoming

Chapter 3- Fate's Elevator

-Percy POV-

My mother told me that I could stay with her, but if I decided not too… I defiantly had to meet with her. I was going to meet up with her in her apartment, knowing that she might've made those blue cookies I've always obsessed over.

But Luke told me that I couldn't do that anymore… that would be going out on a limb, and it may have the power to ruin my career.

"Mr. Jackson, I cannot go up with you- there's a few problems with the entrance," Ares explained, as he opened the door up for me. I nodded, knowing a few of my many fans would be there ready to pounce on me.

He led me through all of the madness to the hotel, and some of the staff was waiting for me to bring me up. As soon I walked through the door, two staff members walked side-by-side with me, escorting me to the elevator.

I walked in and stood there for a good ten seconds, waiting for the dang doors to close. "Can you hold it!" I heard someone exclaim. By the sound of their voice, they were in a hurry.

I reluctantly stuck my hand up to block the door from closing. Why didn't she just wait?

I heard some staff trying to stop them, but I just heard their footsteps getting closer each time.

By the time I saw who they were, my eyes widened. Her eyes reminded me of the stormy grey clouds, but intensified with so much knowledge in them that I was surprised. She was jogging, causing curly blonde hair to bounce up and down, making me smile a bit. I immediately knew that she had not dyed her hair to get that color, nor she had worn any makeup.

Her clothes were casual, something you'd wear on a Saturday night, bundling up with a book.

"Thanks," the woman sighed, leaning back onto the elevator wall when she finally got in, "I owe you."

I looked at her questioningly. Had she not noticed that I was Percy Jackson? Teen superstar? I mean, has she lived under a rock for so long that she hasn't seen or heard about me?

"Yeah. You do. By the way, my name's Percy Jackson," I said, and she looked up at me, her eyes wide.

"P-Percy Jackson?" she stammered, her eyes still as wide as saucers.

"Yeah, that's me," I said boldly. I smirked down at her, and she lost that look of shock, replacing it with a look of remembrance.

"And I'm Annabeth Chase. How do you do?" she asked, holding out her hand. I took it, and we shook hands… she squeezed my hand hard, and my eyes got wide. But it wasn't because of the squeezing part… I felt a jolt of a relieving feeling electricity go through my veins.

"Don't you know who I am?" I asked, looking at Annabeth intently.

She just glared up at me and smirked, "I know who you are. As a matter of fact, I could care less about you." she smiled and walked to the other end of the elevator.

I felt my eyes go wide. I never heard someone say that about me before… everyone cared about me. "Listen Annabeth Chase, I don't go around and talk to nobodies like you. So you are very lucky."

"Excuse me Jackson, I am not an nobody," she sneered. I looked down at her, and glared heavily.

"I haven't heard your name before today, so I guess you are," I shot back, and she gasped. I didn't have time to ask what happened, since her face was so scared, but I felt a jolt, sending me falling to the ground.

Annabeth fell too, her head hitting the ground… hard. There where red lights blinking and the phone was ringing on the hook.

I knew then that we were stuck.

Annabeth's groan woke me up from my stage of being scared, and I slowly and carefully crawled over to her side. She looked in my eyes and her face didn't show any emotion… I have to admit I was terrified for not just me- but her too.

That's a first.

"Are you okay?" I asked, and she just grimaced.

"Do I look like I'm okay?" she scorned, and I rose my eyebrow.

"No, you don't. I was just being polite," I insisted, and she tried to shake her head, but I could tell it hurt for her to do it.

"Just… don't move your head," I said, trying to take control of the situation. I mean, I'm Percy Jackson. I should be the one saving the maiden.

"You think?" she snapped, and took something from her pocket, "We're stuck, so use my cell to call someone," she explained, handing me some kind of cheep phone that I'd never touch unless it was this situation.

I decided to call my mom, considering she was the person I was going to meet. I dialed her number, and she answered on the first ring, "Annabeth?" she asked, making me confused now. How did she know Annabeth?

"No… it's Percy, and how do you know Annabeth?" I asked, and I could just see her face wrinkling up in confusion.

"How did you get her phone, then?" my mother asked, and Annabeth gave me a look saying, HURRY UP!

"Well, that's kind of why I'm calling-" I was cut off from the elevator dropping another two floors and Annabeth screaming. I admit that I have been screaming a bit too, though. As soon as the elevator leveled out, I checked on Annabeth.

"Percy? What happened?" My mom's worried voice asked, and I shrugged. But then, realizing that she couldn't see me, so I talked.

"Well, let's just say that the elevator to get to your apartment was shot," I explained. I heard her gasp, and she hung up. She probably forgot to explain, but I know she's going to go and do something to get me out of this place.

Oh… and Annabeth too.

"Who did you call?" Annabeth asked, and I shrugged. The flashing red lights where really getting on my nerves.

"My mother," I stated, and Annabeth scoffed, "But her name's Sally Jackson… do you know her?" I asked, and Annabeth's eyes got wide. That's how I knew she knew her.

"Yeah, of course I do, I see her all the time all around town. It's weird, really." Annabeth explained, her eyebrows scrunching together, "She never said anything about her son being… you."

I nodded, and I sat against the wall. "Why don't you like me?" I asked, and Annabeth glared at me.

"You're just such a… a airhead. You don't care about anyone but yourself," Annabeth explained rudely.

"That's not true!"

"Yeah, well tell me one time you stopped and cared for anyone besides yourself?" she asked, her eyes narrowing in on me. I felt like her prey… "Exactly, you don't care for anyone but yourself."

I saw the door open, and saw my mom stand nervously at the door. Annabeth stood up, holding her head, than walked out.

She never gave me time to answer, I care about you.

AAAAHHHHH that was just… ugh. Sappy! Soo… tell me how you feel about their meeting.

~GoGreen52