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Percy

'Round my fifth beer bottle was when my vision started to get hazy. My throat burned from all the alcohol but I didn't give a fuck and grabbed another bottle.

"Damn, Perce, you never drink more than four bottles," I slurred Connor in front of me. Or was he beside me? Then world kept spinnin' 'round me. "Did that partner of yours fuck you up that much from yesterday?"

"Skáse (shut up)," I muttered, takin' a long ass gulp from the bottle.

"Geez, Perce, calm down. You know I'm jokin'," Connor tried to remind me. Then his glassy blue eyes glinted and he smirked. "So I'm guessin' things between you and the prinkípissa (princess) aren't goin' too well. Guess I'm gonna get Blackjack after all."

"Den díno dekára (I don't give a damn)," I told him, finishin' off the bottle and tossin' it aside, watching the glass scatter like stars.

Truth was I did care. The little idiofyía (genius) keeps fucking with my damn mind. One minute I think she hates me and treats me like skatá (shit), the next she acts like she's into me. I need to remind myself that this was all a game and I needed to win.

"Fine, I'll leave you. You're like some kotopouláki (chick) on a period. All moody and shit," Connor stumbled over his words, trippin' over himself as he got up to leave.

I tried pickin' up another bottle but I was too wasted to move. Instead, I looked up to the sky. It was grey like someone's eyes but I forgot who. All I knew was that Grey was often pissed off at me, always thinkin' she knew me. Grey was confusin' too but I forgot why. That's it. I wanted to forget about Grey.

From my blurry ass vision, I could make out someone comin' towards me. I couldn't tel who it was 'cept that she had bright green eyes. I remember Green was less confusin' than Grey. Green said somethin' to me and I couldn't understand her at first.

"Wanna get outta here? I can take you somewhere else."

Someone else spoke, someone who sounded like me but at the same time didn't.

"Yes."

I can't remember how we got here but I was now shirtless and waist-deep in cool water. Maybe the Atlantic. I'm a son of Poseidon and I could control the sea. After swimmin' in the water, a green-eyed naiad with flaming red hair appeared in front of me."

"What're you thinking about," she asked flirtatiously, her voice as sweet as ambrosia. She ran her long nails through my hair.

"I'm thinkin' that I'm a son of Poseidon and you're my naïáda (naiad)," I slurred, unconsciously puttin' my arm 'round her waist.

"Then make me your naïáda," she whispered in my ear. I glanced at the sky and thought of Grey, what she'd be doin' now. Then, the naiad looked at me with her emerald eyes and I felt her soft lips crush against mine.

I don't need Grey, grey was such a hazy, confusin' color. Green was oh so simple. I'm fine with my naïáda, my lígo psémata naïáda (little lying naiad).

Annabeth

After architecture, I met up with Katie, Travis, and Luke, who brought a couple of beers, at the bleachers of the football field. I don't often drink so I took a couple of sips from mine. Katie took more than a couple, but she didn't take enough to get staggering drunk. Luke and Travis, however, were on their way to getting hangovers tomorrow morning. While Travis and Luke joked around and drank, Katie and I talked and gossiped for a while.

"You heard about Silena?"

"No, what about her?"

"They say she and Beckendorf have been secretly dating for a month."

"What? Beckendorf as in the Half-Blood?"

"I don't know if it's true, but it's obviously true that they like each other."

"Now that's not hard to notice."

"Oh and Annabeth, I have to tell you something," Katie suddenly began whispering so that Luke and Travis wouldn't hear even though I doubt they'd be in their right sense to pay attention to us.

"What?" I whispered back. She nervously licked her lips and looked away to the football field. She turned back in my direction, but she didn't look at me straight in the eyes.

"Travis and I had sex yesterday," she admitted.

"I thought you were going to wait," I said, observing Katie. Travis and Katie have been dating for eight months and she used to be very firm about not losing her virginity until after college and not letting a guy take control over her. Guess Travis won the best of her.

"I was, but when he came to my house, we studied for a while and then ended up kissing on my bed and we just did it afterwards," she explained hurriedly. She glanced back at our boys. They were laughing hysterically about something.

"You used protection of course, right?" I checked with her.

"Yeah, of course, she assured. "He was very sweet afterwards; he kept asking if I was in pain or anything. I kept telling him I was fine, but I guess he wouldn't listen. Did you and Luke do it yet?"

I shook my head. "If I planned on doing it, I'd tell you beforehand."

"Does he want to? Like, does he ask for it often?"

"Recently, yeah. Any boy over fourteen desires it."

"Do you want it?"

"Yes, but I'm not ready for it yet."

"Okay then, if you're not ready, then it's your job to say no," she reminded. I nodded.

Travis and Luke managed to approach us at the bleachers without tripping over themselves.

"Hey, honey," Travis called Katie, kissing her forehead. She blushed and smiled up at him.

"Hi. Want me to take you home?"

"Sure. Luke, are you coming?"

"In awhile," Luke told him. The two walked away leaving us alone awhile.

"Hey, I'm sorry about Sunday. I should've paid more attention," he apologized, wrapping his arm around my waist.

"It's okay," I answered him, thinking back to Juniper's birthday three days ago and the "kiss" I gave Percy. He seemed so intent on kissing me and I don't doubt that he'd be a good kisser. His lips seemed so warm and tempting. His hand felt rough, but he held mine gently.

"So we're cool?" Luke asked, snapping me out of my flashback.

"Yeah," I responded mildly, but he didn't seem to notice. He began to lean in close to me and before he kissed me, I saw his blue eyes close, slightly wishing that they were green instead.

The kiss started out gentle, but it quickly turned rough, hot, and fast. His tongue met mine and I felt his hand squeeze one of my breasts. Even though this would've made me moan before, it annoyed me now for some reason. He pushed me back so that I was lying down and he was on top of me. I knew what he'd say before he did.

"Let's do it," he said hotly, his face inches away from mine.

"Here? Where anyone can see us?"

"There's no one around."

"Katie and Travis are waiting."

"They can wait a bit longer."

"Do you have a condom?"

"I'll pull out in time."

Gee, not the answer I wanted. I pushed him away from me, grabbing my messenger bag and my bottle of beer.

"Where are you going?" he asked, impatience and annoyance in his tone.

"Home," I answered blatantly without looking back.

"We're all riding together."

"I'm walking home."

"Annabeth."

I ignored him; I needed to think. No, I needed to forget and I couldn't do that surrounded by people especially Luke. I drank a big gulp from my beer and already felt a bit dizzy. I finished it on the way down the bleachers and grabbed a bunch of beers before I left the football field.

After I finished all the beer, I barely managed to walk straight. I bet I got myself I got lost, but I didn't care. I didn't want to get home in this state. I ended up walking on sand and smelling salt. I'm probably on some beach. Maybe I'm in Hawaii. I heard two voices.

"Hey, I think it's Chase."

"Really, she looks mad drunk. A smartass girl wouldn't drink."

"Get Jackson anyway. I think she's gonna faint."

Ironically, I did fall. Hard. Thankfully, not on my face like the idiot I am, but I landed on my back. I looked sideways. With my hazy vision, I could make out a blue-gray ocean. Before I closed my eyes and passed out, I felt strong arms around me.

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