Disclaimer: I don't own Percy Jackson, that goes to Rick Riordan. The only thing I own are my OC's.


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Miss Not-So-Popular

Chapter 10

Annabeth Chase.

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All we talked about at debate today was the famous breakup between Percy Jackson and Tara Andrews. Reyna and I tried calling the meeting to order, but soon we were sucked into the conversation as well.


At 4:30, when the meeting was over, we cleaned up the plates of snacks we had been eating, said our goodbyes and headed off to wherever we were going afterwards.

Reyna and I headed off to my car, where she grabbed her phone from her bag, chucked everything else in the backseat and slid into shotgun, just as I turned on the car.

"You have to hear this! I just downloaded Taylor Swift's new album 1989! The songs are amazing!" she said, hooking her phone up to the car stereo with the auxillery cord I always had in my car.

Reyna was a huge 'Swiftie,' her rooms was decorated with posters, she had all the albums on CD and download, she'd been to three concerts, had t-shirts, and all three perfumes. I liked Taylor Swift, but nowhere near as much as Reyna.

We jammed out to the songs until we reached Saucy's, the best pizzeria in New York. It was this 1950's themed restaurant, with red and white vinyl seats, checkerboard floors, posters of James Dean, Elvis Presley, Marilyn Monore, and all these other famous actors, actresses, and singers covered the wallpapered walls. The waitresses dresses in red poodle skirts, roller-skates, and white t-shirts with their names stitched on one side of their chests and a little dancing pizza on the other.

Reyna and I hopped out of the car and walked in, the smell of dough and meats smacked me immediately in the face and I inhaled deeply, the tantalizing aroma made my stomach thunder with hunger. We slid into a booth and waited for Hazel and Frank to arrive, they walked in within minutes and slid next to us.

We waited for a waitress to come and take our order and I felt a sense of dread when I heard the irritating voice that greeted us, then became stony and mocking. Tara, was our waitress.

She looked awesome in her uniform, caramel hair tied up in a ponytail with a ribbon, her makeup done so she looked like Marty from Grease, but her demeanor made her look like she'd just stepped in something gross, with her new designer heels.

"Welcome to Saucy's can I take your order?" she asked snottily, snapping her gum. I knew she wouldn't try anything here, because she could get fired in a snap if she treated any costumers with disrespect.

"We'll take a large pie, half peperoni, half Hawaiian with Canadian bacon." Stated Frank, ordering our usual, he was the one who ate the Hawaiian; it was the only pizza that could be topped with Canadian bacon. Tara scribbled down the order and looked down at us with annoyance.

"Drinks and any sides with the order?"

"I'll take a Diet Pepsi." Said Frank

"And three iced teas for us ladies. No sides." Said Reyna, narrowing her black eyes, as if daring Tara to try anything. Tara rolled her blue owns, and skated off to give the order to the cooks.


When we finished, we paid the bill, were too stubborn to tip Tara, and headed off to our cars. Reyna and I jammed out to more Taylor Swift on the way to her apartment, and I hugged her goodbye when she left. Then I headed off to Percy's house.

Percy lived in a brownstone, four story apartment building near a slightly bad part of town, so after parking I grabbed any valuables from my car, took out my keys and locked the door. By that time it was already 6:15, I was a little late, but I didn't think Percy would care. I walked into the little dingy lobby and looked for an elevator. Percy also lived on the top floor, then I realized. I had to take the stairs.

After a few minutes of huffing, puffing and complaining about how out of shape I was I reached the fourth floor. Percy said he lived in apartment D3, so I knocked on the door and an a pretty woman with wavy brown hair, laugh lines who looked like she was in her mid-forties answered the door.

"Oh my god! You must be Annabeth! Percy's told me so much about you! Come on in!" she said happily and I could hear embarrassed groans coming from the apartment that could only be Percy's. Mrs. Jackson grabbed my arm gently but firmly and ushered me into the apartment. It was a very cozy little place with a medium sized living room that had leather couches and a 35 inch flat screen TV, a dining room, tiny kitchen and what looked like a hallway that sectioned off into bedrooms.

I looked at one of the couches where I saw Mr. Blofis my freaking English teacher watching some television. I then remembered that this was Percy's step-father, and, just… oh my god I can't.

"Hello Annabeth!" said Paul, noticing me and flicking the TV off. "Percy's probably just hiding out around here somewhere, most likely in the kitchen."

"I heard that and I resent it." Said Percy, coming into view, he looked like he was holding up better than Tara, who was just being a cranky bitch, he had a light smile on his face and in his hand were blue blobs.

He must've noticed me looking at them and explained, "Blue chocolate chip cookies, my mom's specialty." Mrs. Jackson glowed at the compliment and sat next to Mrs. Blofis.

"So… should we get started?" asked Percy, rubbing the back of his neck, he looked extremely like me when I introduced him to my mother. Embarrassed and slightly annoyed.

I nodded and he surprisingly led me into his bedroom, he shut the door and shrugged, "Believe me, they would not leave me alone if we were in the dining room." He explained and sat on the bed. I grabbed the chair that was stationed by his horribly unused desk and propped it so I face him.

"Ok, so let's begin where we left off. To find the value of x you take the—"


Two hours later Percy was a natural at the unit he had been working on, he could do it in his sleep, and I told him so.

"You, are a miracle worker." He said, giving me a smile that literally made my heart melt, oh my god I'm crushing on Percy Jackson! I knew I couldn't have him though, he had just gotten out of a relationship, and it wouldn't be right to be with him literally a day after. Besides, I'm just unpopular, nerdy, old Annabeth Chase, who'll most likely be valedictorian, but'll be forgotten right after high school, how could he like me?

"You're very welcome. I'll be going now, I still have my own homework to complete. I'll see you tomorrow?"

He looked like he was going to ask me something, but he decided against it, "Yeah, see you tomorrow." He smiled, and surprised me again with a tight hug. "Bye Annabeth Sullivan."

I chuckled, "Guess I really am The Miracle Worker after all. Bye Percy." I surprised myself a little by hugging him back, I waved goodbye and finally got to head home.


AN: Heyyyyyy. How's everyone? My eyes are sore, idk why. But yeah! I love all of you and keep reviewing, those little comments motivate me so much you can't even imagine. I know you all hate me for my trademark cliffhangers, but it keeps you interested! SO DEAL WITH IT! Hahahaha, that's a joke from my Council 2 friends and I from Leadership Camp, none of them are probably reading this, but if you are I love and miss you and I'll see you in January.

Anyways, I'll see you all in my next update!

Adios Amichachos! That's Spanish for something. Isn't that from The Fairly Oddparents? I need to stop talking.

Bye for real this time!