A/N: I honestly don't know what to say, other than school's tomorrow and I really have to get to sleep. Please enjoy, but a warning that this is neither cute or fluffy - in fact, Percy isn't even in this, it's just a window into the girls' lives, really. I imagine Annabeth facedown on a couch doing nothing because that's what I'd probably do. :P ENJOY!

Disclaimer: Do I really have to do this every single time? I'M NOT RICK RIORDIAN. IF YOU ARE READING THIS RR (which you aren't) firstly you're pretty awesome (but that whole Leo thing was uncalled for :P) and do not sue please I'm just a fan writing fanfiction. So yeah. :)

Chapter 8: Girl Talk

"I know it's the unrealistic expectation that movies and books and TV shows and Hollywood in generally build up for guys to be this perfect Romeo—minus the death bit, obviously—but I want a romantic. One that will take me on picnics sporadically and stuff. Spontaneously is a better word; sporadically makes me think of spores and ugh…"

Piper sat on the couch flipping through a magazine.

"What's wrong with Jason?" Annabeth asked. She was flopped down on the couch, facedown, doing nothing whatsoever. Her voice was muffled.

"Nothing. He's just not particularly romantic, that's all."

"I'll ask Percy to tell him to spontaneously take you on a picnic." Was Annabeth's reply.

"Oh, that'd be great, wouldn't it? Me telling you to tell Percy that Jason needs to be a spontaneous romantic. That's like me telling Jason to be a spontaneous romantic. The spontaneous bit is canceled out when I tell him to be a spontaneous romantic."

"I could tell Percy to specify it didn't come from me."

"That's a good idea. Do that. Make sure he won't tell Jason, though, because that would suck. Suck d—not going there today."

Annabeth's face popped up, suddenly intrigued. She got into cross-legged convince-my-best-friend-to-tell-me-all-her-secrets-position. "Today?" she inquired, "Why today? YOU DIDN'T…"

"I hate you," Piper said, turning to face Annabeth, "I really, really hate you. You had to go there. You have a dirty mind. Maybe I should just hang out with Hazel." Annabeth snorted.

"Why so disbelieving? I will call her right this instant…although to be fair Jason's shirt was lost somewhere…and mine too…so you're not that far off." Piper put her phone back down on the floor, and then returned to her magazine, no longer bothered.

"And you decided not to tell me that you got to second base? What a friend you are. Maybe I should go hang out with Hazel instead." Annabeth pouted at her friend.

"Hang out with me? Why?" Hazel asked, coming into the room. Annabeth's face once again emerged from the couch and Piper looked up from her magazine.

"HAZEL!" they both squealed—well not so much squealed as screamed in delight. They jumped up to hug her.

"It's been, like, a week and you haven't texted me once," Annabeth said, patting the couch next to her.

"I should really do my homework," Piper idled, "Oh and I went to second base with Jason."

"REALLY?" Hazel asked, "And you didn't tell us? Like, woah, accomplishment there! Frank and I have only ever kissed twice. It's kind of embarrassing. But cute, too. He's so endearing. He wants to wait to get anywhere until a wedding. And when I heard that I was like, 'WOAH, SLOW DOWN THERE' and he turned all red and was like, 'uh, didn't meant that' and yeah…cute. Frank."

"I should really do some homework," Annabeth idled, "Nah…I'll do homework another time. Homework is boring. And yet I'm doing nothing. The world works in strange ways, huh?"

"In my defense, it isn't like I forgot to tell my friends about third base," Piper said, waving a hand in Annabeth's direction. Annabeth blew a kiss.

"I FORGOT TO TELL YOU GUYS. Percy and I managed to make it all the way home. Last night. In his car. It wasn't all sparks fly, though. Much less sexy than the movies. Plus we were in his car. Which is small."

Piper cursed and Hazel slapped Annabeth's wrist, both with identical looks of astonishment and anger. "YOU DIDN'T FREAKING TELL US?" Piper asked, looking positively annoyed, "And you were the one all 'you forgot to tell us you made out with Jason'."

"It was last night. It's not like I even saw you guys yesterday or anything. Give a girl some space."

It was Piper's turn to snort.

"Let me reiterate: says the girl who was mad at me for not telling you guys I went to second base. Shitty friend you are, Annabeth."

A/N: I'm tired. Did you like it? Please say you did - but even if you didn't, leave a review. They really make my day. I got a sweet review today and then I just sporadically - nah, spontaneously sounds better ;) and wrote these two thingies. They really DO inspire me and I appreciate every comment even if I don't reply because I'm a horrid person.

Goodbye and goodnight!

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