Chapter Two
Hi! I'm back with the second One-shot of this story. I hope you enjoy it! It might be longer than the last chapter. This is going to be a two part story about Percy and Annabeth meeting, but they're mortals.
Disclaimer: I don't own PJO… sadly.
Percy POV
I was running down the field, dribbling the ball between my feet, I was almost to the goal. I looked up to see the goalie with a very fierce face and with not-manly features. Wait. NOT MANLY FEATURES. Was the goalie a girl? I didn't have time to think about this. I kept on going, and when I knew I was close enough I looked at the opposite corner of the goal where I was going to score and then, averted my eyes to the other side quick enough that no one would notice. I brought my eyes back to the first corner I looked at, and kicked the ball the other way. The ball was flying with such a force, but what I didn't notice is that I hadn't tricked the goalie. Dang it.
I saw as the goalie jumped up to get the ball and just as she trapped it, the referee whistled the end of the game.
I walked in defeat to the bench where all the players were. They all tapped my back saying things like, "Nice try Perce" or "Next time."
I looked to the other side of the field to see the goalie being congratulated by all of his teammates. I still doubted that he was a male, I inspected the goalie closer. Seeing her eyebrows thinner than most of her teammates, and his body was more curved. Not that I was looking in the wrong way or whatever. His weirdest feature were his eyes, they were a storm gray, analyzing every move. But, but his hair was brown, brown with gray didn't match. That was weird.
So when the coach let us go, I ran up to the goalie and stopped him.
"Hey," I said."Nice block back there."
"Thanks," he said. His voice not as low as a teenage boy. "I saw your eyes moving to the other corner for a second."
"Um… yeah, I thought no one would notice."
"Well, next time you do that, look there before you get to the goalie and then fake your look to the other side."
"Yeah thanks for the advice."
"No problem," he said, I thought I saw a blush creeping in his face. What? "The name's Anna — Andy, my name's Andy."
"I'm Percy, Percy Jackson, pleasure to meet you Andy." I waved at him and walked away.
Annabeth POV
OH. MY. GOD. I am one of the most stupidest people on earth. I almost gave him my real name away. Nice going Annabeth. I climbed into my car and took the brown itchy wig off. I can't believe I blocked that ball. I also can't believe that I blushed when Percy complimented me. Nice going me, again. I started my car and drove home, I got home and changed into regular clothes.
Being blonde and a girl, didn't give me a lot of advantages when it came to sports, so I made up an identity for sports going by Andy, instead of Annabeth. Today was my first game with the team, and the coach congratulated me for being such a great goalie.
My mom wasn't home, so I decided to go buy a hamburger, and then went to Starbucks. I was reading a book, and I was relaxed, there weren't a lot of people in the shop. I heard the doorbell ringing and I looked up and saw a boy around my age walk in. NO. No. It was Percy from the soccer game. Damn it, he was probably going to recognize me. He looked in my way and a look of recognition crossed his face. Crap. He recognized me. I went back to my book, pretending to be reading. My heart was beating like crazy, almost wanting to get out of my chest, my fingers were sweaty, and the pages of the book were hard to grasp. This could be the end of my success in the soccer team, he'll figure it out, and give me away.
No, I thought. Play it cool Annabeth. I felt a pair of eyes on me, and looked up, my eyes meeting with beautiful sea green eyes. I felt like staring at them forever, until I noticed they were Percy's eyes. I started panicking again, my toes curling in my shoes, and my forehead had beads of sweat on it.
"Mind if I sit here?" he asked.
"Yeah, sure." I said. He pouted, looking hurt and I rephrased what I said.
"I mean, I don' t mind if you sit here, go ahead." He took a seat and looked at me, making me feel uncomfortable.
"I recognize you from somewhere," he said. I felt even more nervous, and looked down.
"I'm Annabeth," I said.
"Percy," he said.
" I know," he stopped drinking his coffee and looked at me.
"What?' he looked creeped, out and I realized my mistake.
"Um, sorry. My brother, Andy, he plays soccer and said he met a guy Percy on the opposite team, he described you and I knew it was probably you when you entered. Besides, you are wearing you're soccer jersey with your name on it."
He smiled sheepishly, " Oh, yeah, Andy he is an amazing goaly, he blocked my signature kick, the one I always score with. I wish we could have him on the team, you know, he is so much better than most goalies I've met."
I blushed, forgetting that I was Annabeth right now.
" I'm sorry if I scared you when I said I recognized you,you look so much like Andy."
"Yeah, it was nice meeting you Percy but I have to go."
I stood up, grabbed my book and started walking away.
"Annabeth?" he called out.
I turned and said "yes?"
"Do you think I could have your phone number?"
I smiled and I felt a blush creeping on to my face. "Sure."
He smiled and I felt my heart pounding.
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Percy POV
Annabeth was beautiful, there was no denying it, but there was something about her that made me feel intrigued. I knew she was hiding it and I knew it had to do with me, Andy and her. She said I know like I had already introduced myself to her, but I had just met her today. All of these thoughts made me smile, as I walked through my front door.
"Percy is that you?" my mom asked.
"Yes mom,"
"How'd the game go?"
"We lost, but it was interesting."
"Did you score?"
"Almost, but the opposite team got a new goalie that's amazing, he blocked my signature kick."
"Did you talk to him?"
"Yeah, I also met his sister at Starbucks."
"Really?" she asked, hinting at something.
"Yes," I said almost question like.
"What was she like?"
"Well she had these pretty gray eyes, and blonde hair. She was really different than most girls at my school."
"Very pretty eyes you say? Does she look better than Rachel?"
"Yes, very. Mom why are you asking me this?"
"I just wanted to know." She answered in a way that made the hairs on the back of my neck raise. I walked to my room, and looked at the book I had in my hand. Did she leave it there on purpose?
So, this one shot will have a sequel, R&R guys!
-percalangelo13
