Chapter 9: Sex, Booze and Hot Chocolate

Annabeth's POV

"Hey! Hey!" I heard Rachel call in a singsong voice from the common room, as I walked in.

"Hey girlie how was class?" Piper asked. Her, Hazel and Rachel were all sitting around holding mugs with what looked like hot chocolate in them.

"How was Percy?" Hazel asked with a mischievous look in her eye.

I sighed, dropping my bag down and unzipping my tall black leather boots. "He was angry," I said sitting down and rapping my long soft sweater around me and pulling out my curls from their elastic prison.

"Angry at you?" Piper asked looking concerned, she was always watching out for me, she was like that older sister and a real mother that I never had, all wrapped into one.

"Uh oh, what did you do?" Rachel asked, taking a finger and dipping into her whipped cream and bring it to her mouth.

"Nothing!" I said, defensively, "well nothing out of the ordinary." I relented, drawing up my legging covered knees to my chest.

"You look very cute today, trying to impress someone?" Hazel asked, wiggling her eyebrows suggestively.

"I think he was just angry, and I did nothing, Rach," and I turned toward Hazel, "no, can't I just look cute, without it meaning anything?" I huffed; I wasn't trying to impress him! I don't care what he thinks of me... well not really.

"I wonder why he was angry?" Piper pondered, taking a big gulp from her mug and sighing, I tried not to laugh when I saw her whipped cream mustache.

"Um I think I know," Hazel said, looking guilty. We all looked to her for more information, and she fidgeted under their glance.

She opened her mouth to, hopefully, explain but she was interrupted by the door banging open, and a familiar voice say, "Wassup, bitches!"

"Thalia," I called, grinning. And there she was, standing in our door looking tough and unapproachable as ever, with a grin on her face. I have known her longer then any of the girls here, her father, was a rich business man, like Rachel's, used to be based out in California. She lived about an hour away but she would always come to my neighborhood to volunteer at an animal rescue center near my house, and everyday when I would go for my run, she would always wave to me and give me a head nod, sometimes she was the only person who would talk to me all day, without screaming or yelling of course. We soon became friends, I was so excited that she was coming to New York, she was actually the main reason I came here, to Columbia and not to Harvard.

She nodded toward me and asked, "so whatcha talking about?" she walked in the room, shutting the door behind her and flopping down next to me.

"Your cousin actually," Piper said. "Would either of you like some hot chocolate?" she asked looking at Thalia and I.

I shook my head, "nah, I'm good thanks."

"I take some, so what about my cousin? Wait Percy right? Not Nico?" Thalia asked.

"Yeah Percy, he was really pissed today," I said, trying to shrug it off, but the truth was Percy was sort of scary when he was angry.

"Oh?" Thalia asked taking the mug Piper passed her, she smiled at her, "you da best, thanks Pipes." Thalia turned back to me, "why was he so mad?"

I shrugged again, "dunno, I said he was late and he sort of flipped out, but he apologized he blamed it on a "bad day." Hazel was just about to tell us why, when you walked in," I explained turning to Hazel.

"Yeah, about that… it was sort of my fault," Thalia raised her eyebrows but said nothing, waiting for Hazel to go on. "I thought he was gone! But I guess he came back for something, anyway he heard me and Frank talking about him." She looked down at the mug in her hands.

"What did you say?" Rachel asked, pulled down her mug and taking out a bottle of sparkly green nail polish from her bag.

"I just said he looked lonely and maybe we should get him a girlfriend, Frank said he thought Percy looked unhappy too, but he said that Percy swore he would never fall in love. Frank suspects that some chick broke his heart but Percy won't talk about it," she finished hurriedly, as if someone was going to try and stop her if she slowed down. "And I Percy over heard us."

"Aw that's so heart breaking!" Piper cooed. She loved romance, the extremely cheesy and cliché kind that made me want to barf.

"That is pretty sad," Rachel agreed, looking up from her now sparkly toes.

Thalia sighed, "Well I promised I would say anything, but I can tell you that it was something along those lines. I have to make a call, I'll just be a minute." Thalia said taking out her phone and walked into the kitchen cove.

All of us said nothing, listening closely to the conversation in the kitchen. "Hey Grover its Thalia, I am just calling to ask if maybe you could check on Perce, I think he needs some company, do you know where to find him? It's about well…you know. Good, okay cool, thanks Grover, bye." I heard her phone slam shut and her footsteps came back in.

"So you guys wanna get some food?" she said, we all nodded hurriedly. "So Pizza?" she asked.

"I'll go get the take out menu," Piper hopping up,

Thalia smirked our flustered behavior, "you guys are terrible that this," she was trying not to laugh. I rolled my eyes at her and stuck out my tongue.

Percy's POV

I was in a terrible mood when I heard a knock on my bedroom door. I groaned and sat up from my spread-eagle position on my bed, "who is it?" I called.

"Dude I know you're pissed at me, but Grover's here," I heard Frank say through my dark blue door.

I sighed and stretched, before coming to the door and giving Frank one of my death glares. I wasn't actually pissed at him, I mean he has the right to his own opinion and he and Hazel said nothing out right mean about me, but I couldn't seem to get my anger under control. Maybe I just needed to blow off some stream get drunk, take some pretty girl back to my room…

"Hey man!" Grover greeted me giving me a one armed hug. "How are you?" he looked concerned and he had his fake smile on, uh-oh this wasn't a friendly visit, he was here to check on me.

I frowned, "who told you?" I asked crossing my arms and turning to Frank who put up his hands in an innocent manner.

"It wasn't him, Thalia called me, she was just looking out for you," he admitted.

"Thalia?" I asked more to myself then to either of the boys. How the Hades did Thalia know I was upset? Lets see not Frank maybe Hazel or…Annabeth?

"Well I'm fine, I just over reacted. Hey lets go out to night get smashed and take some pretty girls home," I suggested.

Grover and Frank frowned at me, "what?" I asked defensively.

"How about no, you don't need booze or girls, how about we head over and hang with Hazel and her friends," Frank suggested, I looked to Grover who nodded in an agreement.

"Come on I just need to blow off some stream, it will be fun I promise!" I whined and get my mind off everything, I silently added.

"Sorry, I am not going to stop you but I think you should just hang with us," Frank said, he had his fatherly face on, I sighed.

"We could go see a movie?" Grover asked me, hopefully.

"Guys I'm going, have fun here," I said, turning on my heel and headed for my room to change. I heard both the guys grumble behind but neither said anything.

I grabbed my phone and pressed 4 then 'talk.'

"Yeah?" I heard Nico ask in my ear.

"You wanna go out tonight? Get a drink and maybe a girl?" I asked, I holding my breath.

"Yeah sure sounds good meet you there in say… 20." He hung up, Nico never says goodbye.

I glanced to my right at the sleeping girl beside me and sighed. She was pretty blonde, though you can tell it's not natural. Her breath smells of booze and her black make up is smudged. Her small room smelt of sex, I glanced down at my watch 2:13, okay time to go. I moved slowly so not to wake her, pulling on my clothes and tugging on my shoes.

I walked out of the room and I never glanced back.

The cool air felt good on my face, helping my slightly nauseous stomach calm. It had rained and the deserted street glistened, the wetness on the ground reflecting the orange of the streetlights. I walked numbly on the glowing cement.

"Going some where?" I turned quickly at the voice, stumbling in my semi drunken and exhausted state.

Annabeth was standing there, her delicate face frowning, hands on her slender hips, soft lips pursed, her captivating grey were dark, "you are beautiful," I sighed.

She blushed, gods she is so cute when she's embarrassed. "Are you drunk?" she asked, her frown deepening.

"N-no I'm fine, what are you doing out this late, miss goody two shoes?" I asked, copying her stature, my hands on my hips.

"I couldn't sleep," she glared at me, apparently she didn't like her new nick name. "So you haven't been drinking?" she asked.

"Well I didn't say that," I grinned at her, she didn't seem amused. "I slept some it off."

"You slept? It doesn't look like it, you look exhausted." Is she actually concerned?

"Well she had very good stamina," I said and I giggled, okay maybe I was a little more drunk then I thought.

"Oh?" she looked even more upset, I didn't know why she would care, she hated me. "Did you even say good bye? Or did you just sneak out like the scum you are," her voice rose, she sounded really mad.

"Annabeth," I murmured coming closer, putting my hand on her hip and leaning down so my face was just above hers. She smelled of lemons, lavender, and some thing else I didn't have a name for, well I did, Annabeth. "Please don't be mad at me," I pleaded, my head was spinning and pounding uncomfortably.

"Oh-no you don't!" she pushed me off her, I pouted but stayed put. "Come on lets get you back home."

Anyone else notice that I seem to focus on beverages a lot?… that's sort of weird, oh well.

More soon! I posted a new story if you want to check that out, its called Quick Question, Who Am I? its not my best but I would love some feedback.

Hope you all are well

-pm

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