Several weeks had passed since our first sighting of the mystery boy. I guess my curiosity has faded a little but my eyes are still on the lookout for him wherever I go.

"Only a month until school's done." I muttered to myself while gazing into space. I work at a local bookstore after school. Books are my escape from reality, I wish I can live in books my whole life; I wouldn't have to worry about exams, school, family or anything.

Ding

The bell rang. I lifted my head and started saying the usual welcoming phase. "Welcome to—" I looked at the door and froze.

It was him. I had dreamed about this moment.

I was hoping he would at least acknowledge me, but he didn't. He walked to the back of the store without looking at anything else. Disappointed, I dropped my head and took a deep breath. Wait, why is he still limping, I didn't hurt him last time did I? I panicked a little. Walking out from behind the counter, I stride towards him.

"Hello, is there anything in particular you're looking for?" I asked with a smile as I stopped and faced his side. I noticed his hood was down today, his messy black hair caught in the sunlight peaking in from the windows. Wow, he is quite attractive. I waited for him to look up or respond, but he just shook his head and looked up at the shelves.

Pet peeve number 3: when people don't answer to my questions with words, I get slightly annoyed. I threw my head back in frustration at his lack of conversation. Calm Annabeth, I thought as I took a deep breath.

"So, are you new around here?" I asked, crossing my arms and leaning against the shelves. He nodded, and moved a few steps away from me. He chose a book from the shelves and opened it. I peeked at the cover, The Complete World of Greek Mythology. "Huh, interesting. You like Greek mythology?"

Mystery boy didn't respond.

I. Am. So. Done. Why do I still feel attracted to him?

"Okay, are you just shy? Or do you find me annoying? Why won't you talk to me?" I asked, throwing my hands up.

"Yes." He answered.

"Yes? Yes, you're shy? Or, yes, I'm annoying?" I demanded.

He turned and faced me. Finally. "Yes. I like Greek mythology."

What? I paused. Oh. I rolled my eyes. "Thank you for the delayed reply." I replied harshly.

He gave me a little smirk.

I stuck my tongue out at him. That smirk was adorable.

His sea green eyes bored into mine. I looked down and my feet, awkward silence starts now, I thought to myself. Looking back up again, I noticed this boy was still staring at me. I waved my hand in front of his face. He blinked and blushed as he looked down at his book again.

It was my turn to smirk at him. "You know if you talk to me more, it doesn't have to be now, maybe in the future, we can have a nice conversation and ignore that 10-minute stare you just gave me." Am I being too obvious?

He directed his attention back to me. "I would like to buy this book." He said, holding out the book. I sighed as I took it from him and walked over to the counter, as he followed me.

"$39 please." I said.

He dug his hand into his pocket and took out a small black wallet. His hand felt soft and warm as I took his credit card from him. I gave him a small smile as I took it and swiped it. I handed him the card back with the receipt and he signed it. Suddenly, a book fell from the shelf behind. After I picked the book up, the boy with the sea green eyes was leaning on the counter with his book, not showing any sign of leaving.

"Your eyes are grey." He stated obviously after a few seconds.

"Huh, yeah. Thanks for the reminder." I replied sarcastically.

Staring at me intensively, he seemed to be in a pensive mood. "Have we met before?"

I cocked my head to the side and tapped my chin with a finger pondering, "You mean that time when I bumped into you a few weeks ago?"

He smiled and shook his head, "No, before that."

I frowned, searching my brain for any signs of recognition, but found none. "No, I'm sorry. I don't believe I know you." But your eyes seem familiar the more I look at them. I thought, deciding that would probably sound slightly creepy if I said it out loud.

"Oh, never mind then." He started to leave, but before he did, pushed the receipt that he signed towards me. I lifted it up and examined it. There was a series of numbers on the back. I silently gasped to myself and looked at him. He smiled lightly, "see you around."

I scrambled out from behind the counter as he opened the door and the familiar sound of the bell rang again. "Wait! I didn't catch your name?"

He looked back at me, the sun shone on his delicate face and black hair, making him resemble a Greek god that was chiseled out of marble.

"Percy, Percy Jackson." He nodded a good-bye and the door shut.

The ringing faded slowly, leaving me once again in utter silence.

Percy Jackson.

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