Disclaimer: No one is as awesome as Uncle Rick. Including me. Characters belong to him.

"What are you waiting for? Get back up! Let's go, people!"

Annabeth panted, laying on the ground, unable to pull herself up. Why had she been so stubborn and insisted on training with the guys? Why couldn't she just be happy with the easy training program they had provided for the girls?

Beckendorf kneelt down to her level. "I bet you five bucks you can't do 500. Oh, but you're looking weak; let's make that 100," He whispered. Annabeth narrowed her eyes and pulled herself up again. "I can handle 500." she murmured, determined. She was not going to let Beckendorf treat her like she was some defenseless girl. Annabeth paused, realizing that challenging her to get her to do more was exactly what he was trying to do. Obviously he was truly a great trainer if he knew exactly what got them motivated.

He stood up and clapped. "Good job, Annabeth." He turned to the rest of the boys in the gym. "You can learn from these girls. Nice job, Hazel." There was a collective groan throughout the gym.

Hazel, who was doing push ups nonstop, paused for a second and flashed an exhausted smile. Hazel was seriously awesome. She'd asked some of the girls on the cast to switch trainers, but Hazel was the only one who agreed. And now the girl was barely breaking a sweat, doing this like she was used to it. This girl never ceased to amaze her.

Annabeth had lost count of how many push ups she'd been doing. But she continued, trying to beat Percy. Their eyes met. He stuck out his tongue, grinning. She rolled her eyes, going faster. She didn't know how many minutes passed, but eventually everyone was watching Percy and Annabeth. Some were stretching, while others were practically inhaling their water. Hazel gave her a thumbs up.

"What are you on, Annabeth?"

She let out a short breath and answered. "1,957."

Percy laughed. "2,025." His face was red, yet he decided to show off and go one handed. She kept going. Annabeth felt a hand on her shoulder. The extra weight made her collapse. She panted and looked up at Beckendorf, who smiled at her and pointed to Percy. That smug bastard had stopped?!

He leaned on a wall, not sweating an inch. Was he even human? "I had to stop. I could never miss an opportunity to let you push yourself for no reason." Percy said, giving her his signature side grin.

Annabeth sat on her legs, feeling dizzy. Beckendorf clapped. "Good job, everyone. Tomorrow is leg day." Once again, everyone groaned. Travis and Connor Stoll ran out of the room first, yelling 'freedom!' down the hall. Of course. The identcial twins were the weakest, the first to quit. Annabeth was truly surprised that Chiron even casted them for a roll. The same role.

Slowly, everyone exited the gym. Hazel gave Annabeth a hug and left. "I'll see you later."

Percy helped Annabeth up. When she got to her feet, she stumbled. He put a hand on her waist, steadying her. "Are you alright?"

"Huh? Yeah, I'm fine." He seemed unconvinced. "We should go get a smoothie," he suggested. Annabeth nodded. She pushed off of him, going and talking to Beckendorf. The trainer was twice the size of Annabeth. Actually, his biceps were easily the size of her head. With his size and the permanent scowl, he was pretty scary. But when you talked to him, he was a total sweetheart.

Beckendorf is/was Percy's personal trainer. Percy had jokingly suggested that Beckendorf be the new trainer for the male actors, but Chiron thought it was a great idea and hired him.

He held out a fifty dollar bill. Annabeth stared at it. "What?" she asked, confused. He put it in her hand. "I told you I'd give you five dollars for every 500 push ups you'd do. You did around 5,000, so here you go." Annabeth stared at it. She smiled. "Thanks."

Percy plucked the bill from her hand. He waved it in Beckendorf's face. "I remember when you used to do this for me. What happened? Now you're giving it to people who clearly don't deserve it?"

"I don't give them to show offs." Beckendorf returned the money to Annabeth. She smiled and stuck her tongue out at Percy.

"Why are you following me?" She asked once she left the gym. Percy innocently smiled. "I don't know what you're talking about. We might actually be happening to going in the same direction."

Annabeth's body felt like it would collapse from exhaustion any second. She trekked down the stairs, not wanting to wait for the elevator. Percy followed behind her, talking about something completely random. Annabeth stumbled. Percy held her arm tightly, putting himself in front of her so she wouldn't fall.

"You okay?"

Annabeth looked down, her vision blurring. She blinked, and it returned to normal. 'Just from lack of sleep. I'm fine', she said to herself. "Yeah. I'm fine. Are we getting a smoothie or not?" Percy reluctantly let go of her. A smile slowly grew on his face. "I know the perfect place."

"Ganymede, this is Annabeth. Wise Girl, this is Ganymede." The bartender smiled charmingly at her. Annabeth looked around. This place definitely was not a normal place you'd go to for smoothies. In fact, it was like a nightclub that sold all types of drinks-including smoothies.

Everyone in the room-besides the staff- was a celebrity. Maybe that's why Percy wanted to bring her here. Because there were no paparazzi. But still, among the other people in the room, Annabeth looked like trash. Even Percy, the same man that did the same intensive workout she did, managed to pull it off. His hair was a mess and his clothes were crumpled, perfecting the "just got out of bed look". But Annabeth? She looked like she hadn't taken a shower in ages.

"Why'd you bring me here? I look horrible." Percy shook his head. "You look fine."

"Mighty fine, I might add." Ganymede said, winking. Percy flashed him a warning glare. " Can we order, or not?" Without waiting for an answered, Percy ordered.

Annabeth at on a stool, holding her hand on her forehead and took a deep breath, her heart seeming to slow for a moment or two. "Seriously, are you okay?" Percy asked. Annabeth glared at him. "I'm fine. Just stop asking me the same freaking question over and over again," she snapped. Percy held out his hands. "I'm sorry, Percy. I'm just...tired."

"On the house," Annabeth spun in her chair facing the bar, grabbing the smoothie. This place had to be the absolute most bizarre place to get a smoothie. "Thanks, Ganymede. Um...where's the bathroom?" She asked. Maybe cold water would hep her wake up.

"Up the stairs, second door to the left." She stood up. "And, um...word of advice: don't open the third right door. " She gave Percy a questioning look, but he just shrugged in return.

On her way into the bathroom, she bumped into someone. "Oh, I'm sorr..." The girl stared at her in awe.

Annabeth thought she recognized this girl. Her amber hair was pulled up into a neat ponytail, side bangs sweeping over her left eye. Her forest green eyes shone brightly as she stared at Annabeth. A small tattoo of three flowers went diagonally up her cheekbone, ending besides her right eye. "You're Juniper, right?"

The girl nodded vigorously. Juniper was even newer to the celebrity life than Annabeth. She had been discovered by a few agents a few months ago, yet still seemed to be insanely popular since the beginning.

"You're Annabeth Chase!" She squealed. Annabeth blinked. "Can I get your autograph?"

"Um...okay." It wasn't everyday that a celebrity-especially one that was more famous than you- asks for your autograph. "Hey, are you okay? You're not looking too great. Annabeth?"

Annabeth steadied herself by leaning on a wall. She looked back at Juniper. "You know what, I'll get an autograph later. I'll just get Grover to give you my number."

"You know Grover?"

"Yeah, he's my boyfriend." She answered, smiling. Maybe that's why she seemed so familiar. She left Annabeth in the dark hallway, disappearing down the stairs.

Annabeth leaned on the door frame of the bathroom, hands on her knees. Her headache spread throughout her body, making it difficult to move. She'd had migraines before, but nothing this bad.

Stumbling into the bathroom, she splashed cold water on her face. If she was being honest, the training class had seriously sapped all her energy. She hadn't really slept all night, and she had skipped breakfast and her morning coffee. It wasn't wise of her to push herself to the limit like that. 'I guess this is my consequence,' she thought.

Feeling slightly better, she opened the door. "Annabeth? Are you okay?" She heard Percy call. She knew she's been up here for quite a while, but it was seriously annoying how Percy kept asking if she was okay like she was some weak little girl.

She started down the stairs. Percy sighed in relief when he saw her. "I was beginning to think-"

"I'm fine, Percy," She interrupted. "I just-" she stopped. Her body felt like it was being weighted down by an invisible force. Once again, her vision blurred and almost completely disappeared. She shook her head and took a step, trying to convince herself she was fine.

Her foot slipped and she tumbled down the stairs, her body feeling like a rag doll. Everything went black, her world still. Before she blacked out, she heard Percy repeatedly calling her name.

A/N:

Hello faithful viewers and visitors! My updating schedule might be a bit off for the next few weeks. Exams seriously suck.

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