Disclaimer: I do not own Percy Jackson and the Olympians.

Warning: I did change the rating for this story to T, so if you didn't notice before, I wanted to warn you know now. Some of the next few chapters, including this one, will be for a more mature audience. So, if that's not your cup of tea, avert your eyes!

Something about Annabeth was making it very hard for Percy to concentrate on his biology textbook. Maybe it was because her hair was down? Earlier, when she was readjusting her ponytail, her only hairband snapped and she was forced leave it flowing around her shoulders. He could smell her lemon shampoo, the scent swirling around his head. Or maybe it was the way she was biting her lip as she scribbled into her notebook? Or maybe-

"Percy?"

Her voice brought him out of his reverie and he took a moment to shake his head.

"Sorry. Did you say something?"

Annabeth gave him a strange look, "No, but you were staring at me. Is something wrong?"

"No, nothing-," he became distracted again as Annabeth pulled her hair over her left shoulder, revealing the long column of her neck. "N-nothing's wrong," he stuttered the words, his throat instantly going dry.

Usually, Percy and Annabeth didn't meet during weekdays, but (after a lot of begging and pleading) he had convinced his girlfriend to meet him that Tuesday. "We'll just do homework and get some studying done," he had told her.

Conveniently enough, his mom had gone to visit an old coworker and Paul had a conference, so the apartment was empty except for the two teenagers. They had settled into Percy's room, both sitting on his bed with their backs against the wall. The only noise, aside from the traffic outside, came from their pencils scratching on paper.

That was until Percy had turned his head to look at Annabeth. Originally, he had planned on asking her to explain the difference between classical and operant conditioning, but he had unexpectedly gotten caught up with the way her brows would furrow when she read something, and the way she twirled her pencil between her fingers, and her lips-

"Percy!"

Gods, what was with him today?

"Sorry," he repeated, rubbing his eyes. "I think my brain is fried."

"Are you sure you're okay?" Annabeth reached her hands to his and pulled them away from his face. "If you want, I can leave."

"What? No, don't go," he said, grasping her hands. "Do you realize how much I had to beg to convince you to come over in the in the first place? You aren't going anywhere." He tugged at her hands, pulling her closer to him.

A dry look settled on her features. "I thought you said we were 'just studying' today."

"That doesn't mean we can't take study breaks."

She rolled her eyes at his suggestion. "Something tells me you have more in mind than just a study break."

"I have no idea what you're talking about." A sly smile slipped onto his lips.

"Percy," her tone became serious, "didn't you say you have a biology test tomorrow?"

Even when Annabeth was being stern, Percy thought she was gorgeous. He knew she was beautiful; the thought crossed his mind all the time. But there were some (untimely) moments, like now, when he became completely enamored with her. He could hear his heart thumping loudly.

His voice was huskier than before. "Maybe?"

He leaned in to kiss her, but Annabeth pulled away before their lips could meet.

"I should go." She began gathering her scattered notes and pens. "You aren't going to get any studying done if we take a 'break.'" She used her fingers to put air quotes around the last word.

"But-"

"Not buts, Seaweed Brain. You and I both know you'll fail your test if I stay."

"But, there's a good chance I'll still fail even if you leave!" His voice was pleading.

"Well then," she said, packing her things, "at least I won't be held accountable." A deep frown replaced the smile previously adorning his face. "I'm doing this for your own good, Percy."

Annabeth leaned in and kissed him on the cheek. She was about to get up from the bed, when she felt Percy wrap his arms around her waist and pull her into a kiss.

Completely caught off guard, Annabeth froze, but before she could pull away and scold him like she had planned, her body moved on autopilot and she felt herself kiss him back.

The kiss started out slow, like most they'd shared, but it quickly escalated, becoming passionate. Somewhere in the back of her mind, Annabeth knew she should stop; she knew she should pull away and head back to her dorm before she completely lost control... but then she felt Percy's hand at the nape of her neck, and they were flush against each other, and she could feel every inch of him, and he did something with his tongue, and-

All control was thrown out the window. She, vaguely, realized that her back had met the mattress with Percy on top of her, but the thought was fleeting. Annabeth moaned into his mouth as Percy ran his hands up her sides.

Maybe Percy was wrong, but he could swear his heart rate had sped up even faster than before. It vigorously beat against his chest. Or was that Annabeth? He tore his lips from hers so he could trail kisses down her neck, the same one he'd been admiring only a few minutes before. Annabeth's hands were running through his hair, sending tingles through his nerves.

Their enthusiasm had reduced considerably when their lips met again and the kisses became short and languid before coming to a complete stop.

They lay staring at each other, trying to catch their breaths. Annabeth could see a flush on Percy's face, although she couldn't tell if it was from embarrassment or lack of air. If she had a mirror, she would've seen a similar blush on her cheeks.

It took some time before either of them regained coherent thought, or regular breathing.

She spoke first. "You are so failing that test tomorrow."

A playful glint was in his eyes. "Oh well."

He pulled her in for another kiss.

"So, the good news is I get to retake the test."

The next day, after school, Percy IMed Annabeth, showing her the rather unimpressive grade.

Through the Iris Message, he could see the knowing look in Annabeth's eyes.

"I told-"

He cut her off, finishing the sentence for her."Told me so. Yeah, I know, Wise Girl." He tried to look annoyed, but she could see the smile he was trying to hide. "You could always come over and help me study, again. I mean, it's kinda your fault. It's the least you could do."

Annabeth scoffed. "My fault? You all but jumped me when I was about to leave."

"But you stayed."

"It's not like I had much choice."

"But you stayed," he repeated.

She rolled her eyes before sticking her tongue out at him. He followed suit, but they both eventually cracked up at their antics.

When their laughs died down, Annabeth asked, "So, was it worth it?"

Percy grinned at her through the rainbow. "Totally worth it."

AN: Thank you to everyone that reviewed or favorited or followed this story (or any of my stories)! I'm so glad that you guys like them. Honestly, I was a bit anxious posting these because it's always nerve-wrecking to put your work out in the open to be criticized. But if you like them, I'll keep writing.

This chapter was a bit tougher for me to write. I had the idea in my head, but trying to put it in words was difficult and I kept rewriting parts. And I'm still getting used to writing more amorous scenes (not sure if you could tell or not), but I'm working on it. Anyways, there's still more to come!

I hope you liked it! Reviews are welcome and appreciated!

xoxo Cherie