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He kissed me. My cheek anyways, but still, he kissed me. It felt weird. His lips were cold, but when he left, it burned on my cheek. I watched him as he walked away. Why did I feel so weird? I hate feeling weird. But this was a good weird. I liked it. But I still hated it.

Did that even make sense?

Whatever…Wow, now I'm acting like a teenage girl with a crush.

I turned and went towards my apartment. My dad was coming to visit me in an hour and I didn't think that he'd like waiting on the steps for me to return home.

Then I saw my apartment...and my dad waiting on the steps with a suitcase.

"Annabeth, where were you! I thought I'd come and surprise you and instead I'm waiting here."

I sighed. "Sorry Dad. I was with a friend and lost track of time. And it's your fault for coming early anyways. If you had decided to come on time then this wouldn't have happened. Now would you like to go in?"

We both entered my apartment. It was nothing much. Two bedrooms, one bath, and a great view of this random building that looked exactly like almost every other building in New York…I can't believe I actually lived in that apartment.

My dad gave me a hug.

"It's really nice to see you. You look so much like your mom, the resemblance is scary."

"You say that every time dad. Every single time…"

I looked over to the picture of all three of us, Dad, Mom, and me. I was only four years old. I guess I really do look like her now. We were so happy, that is, until she died.

"I remember when we took that picture," said my dad. Well a lot of old memories were coming back today, weren't they?

"How are Bobby and Mathew?"

"Great, they miss you though."

"I miss them too…anyways, you can go unpack. You must be hungry I'll make you something to eat."

The next couple days were calm and quiet. My dad soon left, leaving me alone in my apartment again. I also hadn't seen Percy since he kissed me. Then I remembered that I had his number. Soon I began a debate with myself. Should I call him? Should I not? I swear I was like that for about an hour. Then I finally decided to go with the compromise and send him a text. Damn, I was freaking acting like a teenage girl!

Hey, it's Annabeth.

Where have u been? I haven't seen u at the coffee shop

My dad was staying with me for a couple days, I was busy.

So I'm guessing he doesn't like vampires?

I smiled at this, remembering how when Iwas little, I would watch vampire horror movies with my parents. I'd always have nightmares afterwards, but my mom would comfort her and say it wasn't real. I grew to love horror movies and books.

Are you really going to keep up the vamp act?

What act? :)

Meet me at the coffee shop, I'm really very bored

I like where this is going…

Don't make me regret this Jackson

B there in 10 :D

I sighed. I didn't know how she felt about Percy. I had only known him for two days, but I could talk to him so easily. So what if he was slightly perverted…okay a little more than slight, I liked him. Maybe I could give him a shot.

Fifteen minutes later I was at the shop. Percy was sitting at my usual table, and I sat down with him.

"I heard you were bored," he said, grinning.

"Yes, now amuse me before I decide to leave."

"Well what do you want me to do? Start breakdancing? Buy twenty cups of black coffee and drink it? Strip down and-"

"Okay, enough. Tell me about yourself."

"Well that's a boring way to start a date."

"This is a date?"

"What else could it be? Now let's go watch a movie or something."

I thought it over. The idea didn't seem perverted, and he sincerely thought this was a date. I couldn't help but think that was cute. He was looking at me with his sea green eyes and I felt like I was…whoa, okay, way off topic now. Let's just say we went to see a movie. Strangely, Percy decided that he wanted to watch 'Hotel Transylvania' and my first though after hearing that wasn't even a thought. I just started cracking up.

"What's so funny, can't a fully grown man enjoy a rated PG animated movie?"

I couldn't answer. I was laughing to hard. Personally, it was only my human instinct that made me laugh. Inside I thought it was kind of cute. After I finished laughing, we went inside to watch it. Overall, I guess it was okay, but I couldn't help but notice that Percy was staring at me the entire time.

"So what was your favorite part of the movie?" I asked him, and yes I was trying to embarrass him.

"Uh…the part where, um, that girl…" his voice trailed and he began simultaneously coughing. He hadn't even watched a bit of the movie!

"Oh yeah, I loved that part," I answered sarcastically. Then I laughed.

He grinned at me, and raised an eyebrow. Then he asked, "You hungry?"

I looked at the time. It was six-o-clock. The sky was beginning to get dark, and I did feel a bit hungry.

"Sure, where do you want to eat?"

"That depends, can you cook?"

I laughed. I could cook sometimes, but my specialty was heating up frozen dinners in the microwave.

"If you want microwaved pasta, then be my guest."

Percy stuck out his tongue. I rolled my eyes.

"Why don't we get some Chinese?"

Yeah, so obviously I went for the Chinese. Percy made me order all the food and the only thing he actually wanted was a couple eggrolls. And by a couple, I mean three. And of course he had the fortune cookie too. Men…they never forget the damn fortune cookie. He specifically reminded the lady at the counter to put them in. I saw her roll her eyes and she gave me a knowing look.

"So what do you do?" I asked Percy, trying to avoid the awkward silence.

"Nothing," was his answer.

"Nothing? What do you mean, you don't have a job?"

"I don't need a job. I'm rich…sort of."

"Would you care to explain?"

"Well my dad is rich, and when my parents divorced, my mom and I became not-so-rich. Then my mom married my stepdad, and we turned into a middle class family. When I moved to Manhattan a couple years ago, my dad started giving me the money I needed. I've never really had a job before."

"Well that's…wow."

"Yeah, a lot of people think I've got life too easy. The truth is I do."

"I guess I could say I'm the opposite. My mom died when I was young, and when my dad remarried to my stepmom, my life just turned insane. That woman hated me. When I was seven, I even ran away. They found me after a day. Then my stepbrothers Bobby and Mathew were born, and my life turned worse. My stepmother would blame me for everything that went wrong. She thought I was a bad influence to my brothers. When I turned eighteen, I moved from California to here."

"Damn, all the way on the other side of the USA? You really didn't like them, did you?"

"Well, my dad loved me, and so did my brothers. It was just my stepmom. Last year I went back to try and patch up the relationship…it worked, but I still barely talk to her."

Then I realized I had told my entire life story to someone I barely knew. Well, I guess he told me about his life too, but still. I felt weird. I had never shared that stuff with anyone before. He smiled.

"Well, if all that didn't happen, I probably wouldn't be sitting with you right now. I probably wouldn't even know you."

I thought about it. He was right. Then he spoke again.

"So let's see what our future will be," he said, breaking open his first cookie. I only had one, but he had three. "It says, 'You will kiss the most beautiful girl tonight'."

I felt the blush creep up on my cheeks. So what if it was an overused, cheesy pickup line? It made me feel…liked. He ate the cookie, and grinned.

"Next one, 'If your date's face turns red, it is a sign that she really wants to make out with you'."

I looked like a freaking tomato as I watched him eat the second cookie as well.

"Last one 'The-'"

I interrupted, not wanting my face to look worse than it already was.

"Why don't we read mine?" I said, breaking open my cookie. "It says 'You have something great ahead of you, embrace it with caution'."

"What the hell? That makes no sense. It must have been a typo or something."

"Yeah, I mean, 'embrace it with caution'?"

"Whatever. I can eat it if you don't want to," he volunteered. He was about to reach over when I shoved the cookie into my mouth. He rolled his eyes.

After finishing our dinner, we began walking around. It was a little cold, but I didn't mind. Percy didn't seem to mind the cold either. We didn't talk, and I seriously had no idea where we were going until we ended up at my apartment.

"How the hell did you know where I lived? And how did we get here, I didn't recognize the way we went," I said, as we came to the door.

"Well I think you were too busy staring at me to notice. And as for how I know where you live, I'm just not going to tell you."

I hit his chest and he grabbed my wrist. I looked up at him, and his eyes softened. He stepped so close to me, I could feel his cool breath.

"Do you want to go inside?" whispered Percy. I felt a chill go down my spine.

"It's my apartment. I choose if we go inside or not," I answered in a squeaky voice.

He gave a small laugh and pressed me up against the door. I looked around to find the streets empty. Well I can't use that as an excuse, can I. My mind was racing (looking for more excuses so I wouldn't feel so weird about letting him in), and I could seriously feel my heart beating so loudly, it was a miracle that he couldn't hear it. He towered over me, 3 inches at least. Then he bent his head down to my ear, and whispered.

"Choose already, before I just take you to my place."

Okay, that got me thinking. If I went to his house then I'll have nothing to fight him with if he tries anything. But if we're in my apartment, I know where everything is, all weapons (a knife or two can't hurt) and exits.

Wow, I'm with a guy and all I'm thinking about is how to kill him…damn. He's just a guy! I can handle this. I've been around plenty of guys before.

…but why does this one scare me?

I could still feel his breath against my ear. He slowly moved up to kiss my temple. I shuddered. Then he moved to my lips and planted a soft kiss on them. It was so quick, and I already began to miss the feeling of it. Without thinking, I brought out my keys and opened the door. Stepping inside, I was about to close it when I saw him leaning against the doorframe with a grin plastered to his face.

"So do you want me to come in? Or should I go home rejected?"

The word flew out of my mouth before I could think it through.

"Come in."

After he closed the door behind him, he held my waist and began pushing me back while stepping forward. I walked backwards, looking into his mischievous green eyes the entire time. Then my heel hit the couch, and I fell back onto it, still staring at him. Percy sat down next to me, lacing one of his hands with mine. He moved his face closer to mine and ran his lips along my jawline up to my ear again. He sure does like my ear…

"Nice place you got."

I swallowed hard, my eyes darting anywhere, everywhere but to his. He realized this soon enough, and used his free hand to hold my chin. He pulled my lips closer to his and kissed me.

Percy's lips were cold.

The kiss was as gentle as the one before, but it didn't stay that way for long. It turned passionate and hungry. He moved his hands to my waist and pushed me so I was on my back and he was on top of me as my fingers tangled themselves into his messy dark hair. I guess he put all of his pressure on his elbows since I wasn't being crushed by him. I didn't know how long we'd been doing that, but at some point he pulled away to plant kisses down my jaw. He continued to go down until he reached the bottom of my neck. It was there that he stopped moving. But he followed his kisses there with gentle bites that made my heart beat even faster. So maybe there was going to be a mark there later, I was so intoxicated by him I didn't care. What happened to me being smart?

When a soft moan accidently escaped my lips, Percy stopped. He was breathing heavily on my neck. As he began to sit up, he pulled me up with him so we were back to our old position.

"Why can't I do it?" he muttered under his breath, his arms still gripping my waist.

"Do what?" I asked. He looked at me with a piecing stare. Then his eyes flicked towards my neck, and he ran his thumb against the place where he was kissing me earlier.

I moved myself back, out of his grasp. He was still staring at my neck. I touched the place, knowing there was probably going to be a very noticeable hickey.

"Percy, I think you should go," I said quietly. He slowly nodded.

"I'll call you, or something."

Before he left, he placed a kiss on my forehead. Then I was alone in my apartment again.

Well that was interesting.

A/N: I know the make-out scene came really early, but I planned this for a reason. Percy had to try to bite her in this chapter. The real story hasn't even started yet. :D So personally, I wasn't sure how this chapter would turn out. I hope you guys like it.

I want to hear your thoughts and stuff, so I can add stuff or get rid of stuff in the future plot. Review, review, review!

Wow, I said 'stuff' a lot didn't I?