What Happens In Goode, Doesn't Stay In Goode

by The Flame-Metal Alchemist

Percy is the Playboy and Annabeth is the nerd. What happens when Percy decides she isn't a nerd anymore? Will he sucseed pulling her into the popularity circle or will she win and stay how she is? The school is doing a year-long Greek project that Thalia Grace signed up for. When she finds out her partner is Nico Di Angelo she is overjoyed. He, on the other hand, wants to die.

2. Chapter 1: Percy and Annabeth

Chapter One: Annabeth and Percy

Annabeth
I lay on my stomach in my bed, my little brown leather diary laying in front of me. I write today's entry with thoughts swirling around in my head, nagging at me to express them.

Sunday, August 17, 2014
After Thalia told me Percy was her cousin I was shocked. He seemed too... different to be related to Thalia. She has the "gothic sky lord" look while he has the "dark haired surfer" look. She told me he was a player and I should stay away from him. Well, the problem is I want to know him.
I've lived next to Percy for a week now and school is in exactly 8 and a half hours. I need to get to sleep now but I can write more tomorrow night.
Love,
Annabeth Sofía Chase

After those words are on the paper I put the ribbon on my page and close the book. I get up and pull a loose floor board out. I lock my diary and place it in the empty space.
I stand ad check to be sure all of my things are ready for tomorrow. Looking at one of my bookshelves I grab a book I never go anywhere without, Odysseys in the Serpent's Maze, and drop it in my grey over-shoulder bag.
Slipping back into my fluffy grey bed I turn on my alarm and flip off my light. As I close my eyes I feel someone watching me.
I sit up and look around. Two bright sea-green eyes watch me from the other house. Percy. I get up and walk to the window.
"Perverted player. Watching me the whole time. Stalking motherfucker."
I jerk the curtains shut, furious he saw me in my sorta-there pjs. By "sorta-there" I mean a tiny black sports bra and grey boy shorts, letting the play boy see me like that makes me feel... sick.
I slip back into bed and close my eyes, falling into a deep sleep filled with dreams of Sea-Green eyes and raven colored hair.

Percy
I sit on the window sill watching Annabeth write in a small brown book, her diary. After a few minutes she gets up and kneels on the floor.
She pulls up a floor board next to her bed and places the diary inside. When she stands I let my eyes roam over her body as she triple checks her school supplies.
She is in a small black bra and grey boy shorts, leaving little to the imagination.
Her long legs are strong and athletic looking. Above her hips... damn... let's just say she's making my jeans a little uncomfortable.
Annabeth lies on her bed and turns off the light. A few minutes later I know she's sensed someone watching her.
Hopping up she turns to the window and looks straight into my eyes. Anger flashes in her eyes and she grumbles under her breath.
"Player," and "Motherfucker," are the only words I catch before she jerks the curtains shut.
"Oops..." I mumble.
I pull off my jeans and shirt, letting myself fall into my bed. Crawling under the sheets I fall into a dream of stormy grey eyes and blonde princess curls.