A/N: I do not own Percy Jackson

Chapter 19

Percy caught sight of a glimmer of gold whip around the corner and hurried after it.

"Annabeth!" he yelled

She stopped and look back, shocked. Anger colored her features, and she continued running.

"Damn it." He thought. She was always the better runner. He chased her through the silent Olympian streets, all of its inhabitants gathered at the Great hall for the dance.

However, sometimes wearing pants instead of a fancy skirt had its perks, and he caught up with her, grabbing her waist to stop her from running.

She spun around and wrenched off his hands. "What do you want, Seaweed brain?" she spat at him.

Percy stopped to catch his breath. "You don't understand. My dad forced her on me." Then, he suddenly remembered her twirling gracefully on the dance floor with that Luke look-alike.

"You also seemed to be having a great time with Mr. Luke look-alike."

Annabeth glared at him. "My mum forced me to dance with him!"

Percy laughed loudly. "C'mon, Annabeth, you gotta be more creative than that. Fancy a daughter of Athena copying what a son of Poseidon said?"

"It's true! If you don't believe me than too bad! I don't care! Now LEAVE ME ALONE."

"Ok. I'll give you the benefit of the doubt. What are you doing here, anyway? I saw you arguing with your dance partner."

Annabeth's breathing slowed and her facial expression returned to its original Angelic state. "I told him that I was going to look for my date, namely you, Seaweed brain."

Percy expression softened, and he smiled. He pulled her to him, and hugged her tightly. She returned the hug enthusiastically, burying her face into his hair. It smelled nice, like the fresh scent of the sea.

"When I saw you with that witch, I couldn't take it and I ran out."

Percy suddenly stiffened. "Are you talking about Andromeda? She isn't a witch; she's a nice girl, although I don't love her."

"Percy." Annabeth whispered. "She's a traitor. I saw her with Luke."

Percy pulled away, shock. "No way….She's my dad's Nereid attendant."

"Yes she is. She wanted to kill me and help Luke."

Percy rocked on the balls of his feet, stunned. His expression was faraway.

"No. She isn't. I've made it clear. I don't love her and I love you. Why are you still resorting to this kind of trick?"

Annabeth thumped Percy in the chest with anger. "I saw it with my own eyes! She's a traitor. You don't believe me?"

"It can't be Annabeth. It just can't be. I care for her deeply like a friend. She can't be a traitor."

Annabeth pushed Percy away from her and nodded, tears of anger and sorrow now clouding her vision. "I see. You'd rather believe that I am a jealous harpy. I get it. You trust her instead of me."

"No, Annabeth." Percy protested. "It just can't be. She was so good to me!"

"That's because she loves you. She'd rather lose the world and have you. I'm sorry Percy. This isn't going to work out if you have such little faith in me. I can't continue being your girlfriend."

"You're breaking up with me?" Percy asked, his voice suddenly pleading.

Annabeth took a deep breath and wiped away her tears. "Yes, Percy. I just can't accept the fact that you think I'm a liar. We can still be friends though. You'll always be my best friend, Percy."

She turned around and left Percy standing there, his hands held up beseechingly.

"Wait…Annabeth."

Somewhere in that dance hall, Aphrodite grinned and turned to cupid, who was standing next to her in a bright pink Miu Miu. "Fabulous. Did you get it on tape?"

Cupid grinned back and bowed. "Of course, my lady."

"I just love the 'we can still be friends' talk. It's just so classic."

A/N:. Muahahahahaha. Please R and R. Don't you love this roller-coaster romance?