AN: I've had this idea, and I love Percabeth. Is it me, or are they just like puzzle pieces? They just fit! I thought I should try taking a stab at writing a PJO fanfic. This is set after TLO, but Rachel didn't become the Oracle, and Percy and Annabeth didn't have their underwater kiss. (I have to credit Skylar Craze for the inspiration though, who wrote the VERY well-written story, Road Trip, which I enjoyed immensely. So go check Road Trip out, and check out her other story, A Girl and a Boy Destined for a Curse and a Ploy :D)

Warning: This prologue is very fluffy, and really just about the relationships. I just need this so I can start with the plot in the first story. This is my first longer story (usually I just write short dialogues and fluff) so it'd be great if you reviewed.

So enjoy!

PPOV:

And she's angry at me. Again.

Why does she always get so angry at me now? A year ago, she and I had just fought the Lord of Time, Kronos. We've been through so much! How could she just turn on me now? We've been friends for years, and now she's turning on me because I'm with Rachel. It's not like Rachel and I are together, we're not even going out! Rachel and I just friends. And even if we were, what's it to her? Rachel's actually pretty cool with me saying no. We still hang out and all, but that's it.

And gods, it doesn't help that she's so goddamn beautiful now! She's changed so much since we met when we were twelve: curly blonde hair that falls in perfect spirals when she's not even trying, perfectly tanned skin, and (though I could never tell her) an amazing body. Every time we argue, I end up getting tongue tied. I just end up standing there as she glares at me. But it's not like anything can happen with us. She's the gods' architect. I only break things. She's so witty, I'm just silly. I remember our fight from earlier today...

(Start flashback)

"Where have you been, Percy?" she asks as I walk into MY mom's apartment.

"I came back from hanging out with Rachel and some of her mortal friends. What's the matter? The movie doesn't start for another two full hours, Wise Girl," I say, trying to lighten up the mood.

"Oh. You were with Rachel," she says, voice full of annoyance. Over what? She never minds when I go hang out with Grover when he's in New York, or when I hang out with Nico. It's always this hatred with Rachel. Never anyone else. I personally thought they would've been good friends. Both of them are creative, just in different ways.

"Why do you hate Rachel so much?" I ask her. "She's a good friend, and is usually nice to you."

"You know what? Just forget it. Let's just go see our movie," she says. "I'll meet you there, all right?"

(End flashback)

I'm still trying to figure out what's the big deal about Rachel. They seem to get along fine when there's art involved. Maybe I should bring that up more often, and she'll begin to like Rachel more.

Who's "she", do you ask? One name that'll be the death of me:

Annabeth.

APOV:

I'm surprised he hasn't realized it yet. He's too clueless, I guess. He's such a Seaweed Brain, sometimes. But then again, I don't even understand what's wrong with me. Whenever I talk to Rachel when he's not around, Rachel and I get along great. I bet if we had met before either of us had met him, we'd have been great friends. The more amazing thing is how great Rachel is about all of it.

But gods, our friendship would be so much easier if he was ugly! He's just, well, gorgeous: unruly(but in a nice way) hair, tall but muscular, and sea green eyes that seem to suck you in. Does that sound clichéd? But I just want our relationship to work! He's the heroic saviour of the Olympians; I'm just a girl who was there at the right time. He's laid back, I'm full of pride. I don't deserve him. It hurts seeing him around other girls...

(Start flashback)

I walk into his apartment, and see his mom there.

"Hi Mrs. Blofis!" I say to her. "Where's-?

"He's out with Rachel. He'll be back in a couple of minutes." tells me, already knowing what I was going to ask. "I have to go, needs me to pick him up from work. Do you mind staying here alone for a couple of minutes? He'll be back any minute now."

"I'll be fine, this is like my second home now," I say with a smile, trying to hide my disappointment that he was with Rachel.

"Oh and Annabeth? Go easy on him. He is my son," Mrs. Blofis says, seeing through my smile.

She leaves and I'm left alone in the silence of his apartment, waiting for him to come back, anger seeping.

"Where have you been?" I ask, voice full of annoyance since I already know.

"I came back from hanging out with Rachel and some of her mortal friends. What's the matter? The movie doesn't start for another two full hours, Wise Girl," he says, obviously trying to lighten the mood.

"Oh. You were with Rachel," I say, my voice full of contempt. I'm not even sure why. Rachel's pretty okay to hang out with. Just not when he's there.

"Why do you hate Rachel so much?" he asked, voice full of curiosity.

The question completely catches me off-guard. "You know what? Just forget it. Let's just go see our movie," I said, trying to figure out the question myself. "I'll meet you there, all right?"

(End Flashback)

In a week we'll both be going to camp, though. I still have plenty of time to figure out my feelings and all the confusion.

But who is this "he", you ask?

Only the saviour of the world: Percy Jackson.

AN: I really hope you enjoyed my prologue! Meh, it really was just romantic fluff. Sorry! The real story will start next chapter.