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Annabeth
Yesterday, Luke asked me to watch a Yankees vs. Orioles game at Yankee Stadium with him. Now, I was preparing for tonight by curling my hair and double-checking my outfit of a white tank layered by a dark blue short-sleeve shirt with dark skinny jeans and new black Converse sneakers. I also wore the white gold necklace with a silver owl pendant that Luke gave me for our first anniversary.
The doorbell rang and I headed straight to the door. I opened it to find a grinning Luke looking cute in a dark green polo, black hoodie, and jeans and holding out a red rose.
"Aw, you're so sweet," I said sweetly, kissing him lightly on the lips. "I'll put this in my room. I'll be right back."
I quickly ran to my room and left the rose on my desk. When I returned, I saw my mom chatting with Luke.
"Make sure she gets home by eleven," she reminded sternly. He nodded in understanding.
"I will, Mrs. Chase."
"You have my number in case of an emergency?"
"Yes, I'll call if anything goes wrong."
Even though I couldn't see my mother's expression, I could practically feel her intense stare from across the living room. I know it'd look as if she was scanning right through him with those analytical gray eyes identical to mine. Her "scanning" seemed to last for only a fraction of a minute (ten seconds to be exact) and her shoulders relaxed which meant so did her expression.
"I'm so glad Annabeth chose such a polite and smart boy as you," she complimented.
"Well, Annabeth is smart enough to choose well. And here she is now," Luke said, giving me one of his brilliant white smiles that make me feel like I was the only special girl in his world.
"So, ready to go?" I asked him, taking his outstretched hand.
"After you," he grinned, gesturing towards the door for me to go first like a gentleman.
"Be back by eleven," my mom warned, interrupting the moment.
"'Kay, Mom," I called back.
As we stepped out of the building and into the cool September night, Luke began walking me down the block.
"Guess your mom really likes me. Even if I do feel like she has X-ray vision when she looks at me seriously," he joked.
"Are you kidding? She loves you. It might have to do with your dad being her high school classmate," I pointed out.
"True. Or maybe it's because of my stunning good looks," he teased, making me laugh.
"Possibly."
"Well, your mom doesn't look like her age."
"What do you mean?"
We stopped walking as we approached his red Maserati Spyder. After getting inside and starting the engine, he continued where we left off.
"Well, she looks more like your sister than your mother. She's definitely a MILF."
"Gross, Luke, you just called my mom hot!"
"Hey, it's true! She looks and acts more like your family than your brothers."
"As we were approaching Third Avenue, I turned to look at him.
"What?" I asked incredulously in disbelief.
"They don't act anything like the rest of your family," he replied, oblivious to my tone. "Look at them. Their grades are low, they can barely read let alone do their homework, and they're way too hyper for twelve-year-olds. They don't even look like you or your parents; they have dirty blonde hair and pale skin. If they didn't have your gray eyes, I'd think they're adopted."
"Just because they barely look or act like me doesn't mean they're not my family," I argued, fuming at the fact that he couldn't accept Bobby and Matthew as my brothers. "Even though they can never be as smart as me, it doesn't mean I love them any less. I still love them either way, no matter what."
I looked away from him and looked out the window. We were crossing the Third Avenue Bridge and my eyes were gazing at the blue-green ocean glittering in the rays of the setting sun. It reminded me of Percy. What would he say if he ever met Bobby and Matthew?
We arrived at Yankee Stadium in the middle of the first inning. As we were taking our seats in the bleachers, someone stood up and held out his hand to Luke.
"Luke Castellan! Haven't seen you since last spring. Still in football?" the man asked. Luke shook his hand and gave him a smile.
"No, now I'm in fencing. But maybe I'll go for the football team sometime this year, maybe spring."
"Aw, that's a shame. I know a couple of guys who'd be interested in helping you get a football scholarship."
The two kept chatting about football, the game, and Luke's dad's business. Once in a while, I tried to join in the conversation, but I mostly kept my focus on the game. At first, the Orioles were winning 3-1.
By the seventh inning, it was already ten. I nudged Luke who was conversing with someone else about college.
"Hey, it's already ten. You should take me home," I told him. He turned to me and frowned slightly.
"But it's already the seventh inning. Plus, the Yankees look like they're winning. Can't we just finish the game?" he begged, looking at me with pleading blue eyes. I sighed and nodded. He smiled and returned to his conversation.
In the middle of the eighth inning, the score was 6-7 with Yankees leading. It was already a quarter to eleven so I pointed out the time to Luke again.
"C'mon, your mom won't mind if we're a bit late," Luke sighed. I shook my head.
"Don't underestimate my mom. She won't be mad at you, but she'll be mad at me instead. If you're not taking me home, I'm going by train," I warned.
"You don't have to do that, Miss Chase," said the guy Luke was talking to. I think his name was Raymond or something. "You can take Luke's car and I'll drive him home."
Luke agreed to that and handed me his keys. Before I left, he kissed my cheek.
In the Maserati, I was alone to my thoughts. My feelings about Luke were just so confusing and the fact that I've never been confused about anything makes me even more confused. One moment he's sweet, the next he acts like he doesn't care about me at all. I wonder if it had to do with what this summer. I know I have to stick with Luke, but sooner or later, I this was going to end one way or another.
I got home a quarter past eleven. As I closed the door, I could see Mom waiting in the living room for me.
"What took you so long?" she demanded.
"Luke wouldn't leave so I drove myself home."
"Don't blame him for you being late. It was your responsibility to look after the time. It's your fault you didn't plan ahead of time. You probably didn't notice the time until it was late."
"But I kept reminding him of the time," I told her, gritting my teeth in frustration. Everything was always my fault, no matter what it was.
"Oh, all this talking is going to give the both of us headaches. Just go to bed," she waved me away, turning to walk down the hall to her room. I sighed and headed to my room. After washing up and changing, I collapsed on my bed with a mini headache already starting. One thought entered my mind before I fell asleep. What do I have to do to be perfect for anyone?
Percy
"So, basically, Helen was with Paris when he asked her to be returned to the Trojans at the end of Book Three?" I asked, looking from the scrambled text of the Iliad to the blonde genius next to me.
"Hmm? Oh yea, sure," Annabeth responded half-heartedly, leanin' her head on her hand and barely looking at me or the Iliad. I sighed and dropped my pencil from when I was taking notes. Surely she wouldn't be so out of it unless something was up.
"Alright, I may not know you well enough, but I can obviously tell somethin' is up," I told her. She raised an eyebrow at me.
"Since when did you care about my wellbeing?" she questioned carefully. I shrugged.
"If you're here mopin', we can't get nothin' done," I pointed out.
"Maybe I'm feeling down because of your improper grammar."
"Wise Girl, here in NY, you'll be sein' a bunch of other dudes speakin' like this in case you haven't noticed."
"You're such a Seaweed Brain," she scowled. I simply grinned.
"And you're such a Wise Girl," I answered, making her scowl even more.
"So what's up? I asked again.
"Típota (nothing). Just a lot on my mind."
"As always," I muttered under my breath, but of course she greeted me with a smack on my head with her notebook.
"Geez, just 'cause I'm a Seaweed Brain don't mean seaweed will come out of my head," I said, rubbing my head even though it didn't hurt. I briefly saw a small smile on her face but saw it disappear as quick as it appeared.
"C'mon you need a quick break from all the school shit. Come with me after school."
"It's only the beginning of the year."
" And it already feels like forever in hell."
"You're just tempélis (lazy)."
"'Least I know how to relax."
"I'm not going anywhere with you just for a little pointless break."
"It's not like you're gonna die if you have a little fun."
"Won't your gang be wherever you are?"
"They're not flesh-eating monsters. Only some of them."
"They'd still attempt to kill me."
"How 'bout I make you a promise?" I offered. She glared at me with stormy grey clouds for eyes."
"How do I know you'll keep a promise?" she questioned. Her question almost threw me off guard; I know I didn't have a right to be making promises to a girl I'm using for a bet. But I continued as if she never said anything to bother me.
"I promise that I won't let anyone hurt you under my watch," I promised her. "I swear on the Styx."
"So what's the occasion? Annabeth asked, her arms locked tightly around my waist as I began slowing down. A section of Orchard Beach was reserved by the gang and was already set up with a table full of food and a couple of decorations.
"It's Juniper's birthday," I told her, braking Blackjack.
"Juniper Green?" she asked, gingerly stepping over Blackjack and on the sand.
"Yup. Got her present right here," I said, reaching in my bag and took out the box carrying her present.
"Can I see it?" she asked, reaching for the box. I playfully raised it above from her reach.
"Den (No)," I grinned. She was only an inch shorter than me but my arms were longer. It was fun to see her attempt to grab it a few times. Suddenly, she stopped and pointed behind me.
"Hey, is that Juniper?" she asked. I dropped my arm and spun around to where she was pointing. Nothing
Before I could realize it, I felt the box being tugged from my hand and saw Annabeth running away from me.
"Crap! Dóste píso (Give it back), Chase!" I shouted, running after her.
I followed her past a couple of Half-Bloods giving us weird looks but I didn't give a shit. Once she reached the water, her golden curls seemed to appear closer, her pace seemed to slow down, and I ran faster. Salt slightly stung my eyes but I managed to grab my arms around her waist.
"Gotcha," I whispered hotly in her ear. For a minute, maybe less, the world seemed to disappear and all I felt was her warm body, heard her rapid breathing, smelled her lemony scent, and saw her hair shine in the fading light.
"What are you going to do now?" she whispered softly. I smiled, moving one hand to her stomach, hearing her gasp as soft as the gentle breeze blowing. I moved my hand up to...
Take the box away from her hand.
"I'll take this back," I whispered, letting my lips brush slowly at her neck. Although I tried convincing myself it was a way to draw her to me, I couldn't ignore the electric feeling that greeted me before I released her.
She turned to me with tangled curls and misty eyes, looking at me innocently and thoughtfully. I couldn't help but wonder what it'd be like to know what's going on that constantly working mind of hers.
"We should go back," she said, walking past me as if our little moment never happened. Girls, so confusing.
The party went great. Mostly everybody did their own thing. Some went swimming, a few played corny games like Truth or Dare (but it was hilarious to watch Grover eat his first hamburger), some were just chatting. When Juniper decided to open some presents and opened mine, she thanked me for the silver juniper berry pin I gave her. And when she opened the emerald and gold necklace Grover gave her, she repeatedly thanked him by hugging him a lot and you could easily see the blush on both of their faces.
"Hey, Percy," called Connor. "Come play Spin The Bottle."
"Really, Connor? Are you fucking kidding me? Sure I will, when I go to Tartarus."
"Aw c'mon Perce, live a little," groaned Chris who was sitting close to Clarisse with his arm around her waist. "Your partner is playin' too."
Sure enough, Annabeth was sitting next to Connor, looking content and happy even though I bet she was normally scared shitless of him.
"Fine," I sighed, sitting between Annabeth and Connor. The others playing were Beckendorf, Grover, Juniper, and Kayla. "But Connor, you spin first."
Being the leader, he didn't argue. The bottle landed on Kayla. No wonder he wanted to play. Kayla was a pretty, smart, quiet, blonde with blue eyes as clear as spring pools who was deadly with the poison darts she carries with her. Connor developed a little crush on her and was taking his time planning his moves.
Now, he and Kayla crawled towards each other and made out with each other in the center. A couple of groans and squeals were heard and it was over after Chris yelled "My turn!"
The bottle spun and landed on Clarisse. Figures. They made out with each other and they continued as Beckendorf spun. The bottle landed on Grover.
"What the fuck? No way am I kissing you," protested Beckendorf. Grover shrugged. "Totally agree."
He spun the bottle and it landed on Juniper. They both blushed and they kissed for only ten seconds. When they finished, they avoided looking at each other in embarrassment. When my turn came, it landed on Annabeth. Fucking Moíres (Fates). I looked at her and she looked back with misty eyes, both of us deciding if we should do it.
"Oh well, it's just a kiss," I told her, but for some stupid reason, I wanted to kiss her. I'm so glad Rachel didn't show up or she might kill Annabeth if she saw this.
"Yeah. Right," she answered quietly.
The whole group was quiet. It's been awhile since an Upper and Lower got together and made out in public. Now, Annabeth and I were here, supposed to kiss. I leaned closer to her and she leaned close to me. Her hand, warm and soft, came to my cool cheek and another soft hand held my rough and scarred one. My heartbeat quickened, anticipating her next move.
What she did was so quick I wouldn't have noticed it if I haven't felt it. She raised my hand to her lips and kissed it. I looked at her in surprise.
"There. I kissed you."
Hehe Annabeth teasing Percy out of his own game :P dont worry about the Lukabeth i hate it too :/ itll last for the next chapter which will be interesting, then the next will further show Luke's a jerk, then maybe a break-up at that chapter. but no percabeth yet! theyll get all lovey-dovey eventually.
Now, onto something not related to Perfect Chemistry. As much as I enjoy writing this story, it'll have to end eventually :( and I've already come up with ideas for a next story. So, I'll put a choice with a brief summary and please decide because I love hearing from my readers. You can PM your vote or include it in your review
Rules of Attraction: Sequel to Perfect Chemistry, it's Nico's turn for love! Nico returns to Manhattan after being gone for two years (you'll understand when I finish Perfect Chem) and goes to school with Thalia as a tour guide. Percy met Thalia through her father that he works for and wants Thalia to make sure he doesn;t get into any trouble. When Nico does get in trouble, Percy decides it's best for Thalia and her family to take him into their supervision. Nico annoys Thalia to death, but will their little rivalry blossom to love? Or will he push Thalia away too far?
Friends or Love?: Based on a true story (meaning my life expereinces). Takes place during TLT, in this story, instead of Luke trying to kill Percy and leaving camp, he asks Annabeth to be his girlfriend! Now think about it, isn't Luke like 7 years older than Annabeth. Even so, she readily agrees and a jealous Percy has to deal with watching Annabeth be happy with someone else. Tratie's in here too and Katie tries to convince Annabeth it's wrong, but prideful Annabeth is blinded by love and despite her smart mind, refuses to see anything wrong with her relationship. Will Annabeth's relationship with Luke break her relationships with her friends?
The Heroes of Olympus: The Rise of the Dead: Since alot of people wrote their versions of The Son of Neptune, I decided to write the third book. Keith, a fourteen-year-old with good enough grades, a loving mom, and great friends, gets his life turned upside down when a monster attacks him and causes him to be reuited with his childhood friend Alyssa and her best friend Denise. The three are taken to camp and find out their true parentage and are soon set out on a quest. Melinoe, the goddess of ghosts, has been released from the Underworld and managed to held some other ghosts escape as well. Now, she terrorizes mortals with ghosts haunting their lives and must be captured and returned to the Underworld. This won't be easy with Keith and Alyssa fighting bitterly despite that they used to be best friends and the other feelings they have towards each other. Can they learn to forget the past and save the mortals? And why, despite her parent not being Hades, can Alyssa see the ghost of the Hades' cabin?
Personally I like the third option better but it's up to you. I thank you guys for encouraging me to keep writing :)