Sorry I havent updated in awhile I've just had a HORRIBLE week starting with my best guy friend getting jumped right before my eyes and today, i found out my aunt might not come to visit :(. Those who reviewed last chapter such as CHiKa-RoXy, Guyluver14, Love, Riley Coyote, Cassie's Neighbor, So True, BubbleParty, Mundster Madman, BlueCottonCandy839, DaughterOfPoseidonxD, Names, Neptune-Minerva22, klydo, Syrena Aria, C-Nuggets N.L, Bob Hammilton, ISolemnlySwear-MischiefManaged, PersonOfEarth303, DammitimmaD, starglow13, summergirl881, JayJay-Lynn, Lostinmylalaland, Someone wearing tie-dyed socks, Pi is314, buzzlessbee, and EPICThunder are the ones who drove me to keep writing even through the most horrible times I was experiencing.

I cant believe theres only... 4 more chapters left plus an epilogue! but dont worry there will be a sequel! since rules of attraction is winning (rules: 18 friends:13 heroes: 6) ill start rules of attraction right after i complete perfect chemistry.

Disclaimer: I don't own half of Percy's POV. The wording isnt the same but the idea is. for those who read Perfect Chemistry, you'll know this isn't original. Oh yea i dont own PJO or Perfect Chemistry.


Annabeth

"Hey, is this Annabeth?" a familiar voice said over the phone. I looked at the caller ID and saw only the cell phone number.

"Yes. Why?"

"Oh good. It's Grover."

"Grover? How did you get my number?"

"Long story short- Connor gave me your number by stealing it from Percy's phone."

"Oh. Wait, why are you calling me in the first place?"

"Oh, right. I need you to come with me somewhere to persuade Percy for something. I'll explain on the way."

"But you're his best friend. Can't you talk him out of whatever it is?"

"There are just some things Percy Jacksonwon't let me talk him out of it," he muttered. "Anyway, meet me in Central Park by six. And don't bring your car. I'll explain on the way."

He hung up and I prepared to go down to my car when I opened the door to see my mom with her hands on her hips.

"Where are you going? You need to rest your head," she reminded me.

"To see Percy," I simply said, not wanting to lie to her even if I knew that she wouldn't like it when she finds out Percy is a gang leader.

"And who is Percy?" she asked cautiously.

"My partner in Greek. We're working on a project together," I told her. It wasn't really a lie, but it wasn't the main reason I wanted to see him.

"He's not making you do all the work, is he?" she asked.

"No, Mom. Now, I've got to go before I'm late," I muttered, walking past her and down the hallway to the door.

"Wait," she called just as I was about to open the door.

"I just want to say... that I'm sorry for what happened before," she apologized. "I never meant to hurt you."

"Yeah, I know, but I'll never completely forgive you unless you bring Matthew and Bobby back," I said.

"I'm not going to do that. I can't live with them any longer. Plus, what are the neighbors thinking of me, raising such scandalous and unruly children? I don't know-"

"Just stop it, Mom," I demanded, gritting my teeth in frustration. "Why does it always have to be about you, about how everything's affecting you?"

"Why, Annabeth," she said, shocked at my sudden outburst. "I've given you everything. Designer clothes, an expensive car, everything any ordinary girl would want."

"But not any freedom," I admitted bitterly. "You've always treated like some doll that you can dress up and make it act properly to make for the 'disgraces' of your life. Every time I make a small mistake, you treat it as if it were the end of the world. And I'm tired of it."

I opened the door. I didn't look back at my mom; I didn't want to see her expression.

"I'll be staying at Katie's house," I told her as I closed the door behind me.

"Okay, I'm here. Now what do you want me to do to Percy?" I asked Grover as he led me to his Honda Hybrid.

"Well, you see, he's gonna be doin' a drug deal tomorrow and-"

"WHAT? He can't do that!" I yelled. All this time, I thought he'd try to avoid getting arrested or in trouble. I'm pretty upset that I'm wrong for once.

"I understand, but I'm tryin' my best to talk him outta it. But he won't listen to me. So I thought maybe he'd listen to you," he shrugged helplessly. I sighed.

"Just take me to him," I muttered.

When we both got in and Grover began driving, I wracked through my brain on what I'm going to say to convince Percy. We're both pretty stubborn, but I really need to prevent him from going on this drug deal.

"How's Juniper?" Grover asked hurriedly, as if he were afraid to ask me that question.

"Juniper's fine, last I saw her," I said cautiously. "Why? What did you do to her?"

"Nothin' really. We kinda fooled around last week though, but I told her I didn't wanna get into a serious relationship," he explained. "I don't wanna hurt her so I was just wonderin' how she's going through it."

"Juniper's pretty strong even if she doesn't really show it a lot," I reassured him. "Why don't you want to go out with her? Both of you seem to mutual feelings towards each other."

"It's my uncles," he confessed quietly. "They never treated me right, always hitting me when I get home. I don't wanna get close to anyone in fear of getting hurt."

The entire ride was eerily silent except for the sounds of Manhattan continuing on outside the windows. I wonder if Juniper even knows. Now, I realized that everyone has a story that explains their actions.


Percy

"So, change of plans. Since Montauk's a bit far from here, we're assigning you to deal with a shipment on Atlantic Beach. Same day which is tomorrow. It's about an hour away so you'll have to leave a bit early. The shipment's due to come in at 10pm after closing hours. Someone will hand you a box and you are to show him or her your tattoos, bandanna, and license. Once you get the name of that person, take the box, strap it on Blackjack and get them out as quickly and quietly as possible. If anyone threatens you during or after the deal, do all in your power to make them leave you alone without then taking the shipment."

"Now, any questions?" Ares asked me.

I kept quiet. I'm not exactly a genius but I do have a decent memory. At the central meeting place of the Half-Bloods where Ares himself stays in, it's best to keep your mouth shut unless otherwise told.

"Good! I can see this go smoothly," he said. "Now, does anyone have any advice for Perseus? It's his first drug deal after all."

"Don't be too slow to accept the shipment," Hermes advised. "Just go through with it as quickly as possible."

I nodded in thanks. No one else said a word. Suddenly, we heard a can clatter to the ground and someone cursing in Greek. Ares gestured for Beckendorf to check it out. He came back with Grover, cursing under his breath about stupid cans distracting him. He was probably here to eavesdrop and try to stop me from going. What surprised me was that Annabeth came after him.

"I know Grover, but I don't know you," Ares said, his eyes glowing a dangerous dark orange like a flame ready to burst. Any trespassers on Half-Blood matters are treated with a harsh beating.

"Yeah. She's not a Half-Blood or a Hunter. She even looks like an Upper," Hermes added. "What should we do with her?"

"No, wait, she's a friend of mine," I told them quickly. There was confusion on everyone's faces except Grover and Beckendorf.

"Énas fílos me parochés (a friend with benefits)," muttered Grover.

"Skáse (shut up)," I told him. Thankfully, Annabeth punched him in the gut for me.

"Well, you better hope she didn't hear all the details for tomorrow night. Or else we'd have to assume that your little girlfriend's spying for another gang," Ares warned.

"I didn't hear anything and I'm not spying for any other gang what so ever," Annabeth assured them. Ares didn't look so convinced yet.

"Swear on the River Styx," he demanded.

"I swear on the River Styx that I didn't hear all the details and that I'm not spying for any other gang," she swore. Coincidentally, thunder roared in the distance.

"Sounds like it's going to rain. Percy, you better escort your girlfriend home and head home yourself. Grover, you too," Ares instructed. I nodded and grabbed Annabeth by her hand.

Raindrops were already starting to fall as I walked to Blackjack. They poured down on my hair, causing it to cling close to my forehead and just above my eyes. I glanced back at Annabeth, who shivered slightly from the cold. Even though she was wearing her own jacket, I took mine of and wrapped it around her. She muttered a thank-you, but a glance at her misty eyes told me she was thinking hard and that she probably heard some part about me going on the drug deal.

"Where's your car?" I yelled slightly over the thundering rain.

"I didn't bring it. Grover drove me," she yelled back.

I cursed under my breath. I hopped on Blackjack and she automatically followed me, wrapping her arms tightly around my waist.

As we drove through the busy streets, she broke the silence we kept since we left.

"This isn't the way to my building," she pointed out. I grinned.

"We'll get there," I simply told her. "But first, we need to go somewhere. We need to talk."

I drive last the entrance to Central Park. No one was around to notice a motorcycle driving through Central Park. I found a big tree with its branches acting as an umbrella, the rain simply dripping over the leaves and not dropping on the ground below the branches. I hopped off Blackjack and so did Annabeth. I dropped Blackjack to the ground gently and grabbed Annabeth under the tree. I leaned back against the trunk.

"Why did Grover bring you?" I asked.

"He told me, Percy. He told me about the drug deal. I thought you'd at least try to stay safe in the gang or try to get out," she said, her eyes a furious, stormy grey. "I thought that was what you wanted."

"Well, I had no choice," I repeated for the hundredth time. "It's either the deal or my family. You out of all people should know about sacrifices for family."

"Why can't you just get out of it? You'll be better off without a gang," she tried to persuade me.

"No, it's too dangerous. My dad tried to get out and look how that turned out for him. It's not that easy," I told her.

"I don't care. I'm giving up everything for you. My family, my friends. Why can't you do the same? Do you love me?"

"Gods, yes I do."

"Then prove it."

Not knowing how else to prove it, I grabbed her close to me and crashed her lips against mine. The smell of rain and her familiar lemon scent helped me relax after all the pressure that's been pushed on to me. I wrapped my arms around her waist and she wraps her arms around my neck, weaving her fingers into my hair. Grabbing one of her hands, I gently pulled her down so that we were now making out on the grass. While one of her hands was entwined in my hair, the other was slowly trailing down my stomach. Before she could go any farther, I flipped us over so that I was the one on top of her. As I was kissing her neck, I could hear her softly moan. Gods, I could make the both of us forget about all the bad stuff. I could make us forget about the deal, the gang, hell even the whole world. All I kept thinkin' about was her.

Kissing her neck, I slid my hands underneath her shirt. She leaned back, letting me take it completely off.

"I'm losing control," she moaned.

"I already lost it," I said, which was definitely true. I lost control to her the minute our lips first touched.

She grinded against me, tempting me to do more than I should. Gods, I wanna fuck her so badly. And she's even asking for it. That stupid bet hanging over my head is the only thing preventing me from going any farther. I wanna make love to Annabeth, not fuck her here in Central Park.

I pulled away from her, the only thing smart thing I've done so far.

"I can't take you like this. Not here, not now," I admitted, my voice filled with desire and lust.

She grabbed her shirt and quickly put it back on. Then, she surprises me by pulling me into one last kiss. Afterwards, she hugged me and laid her head on my shoulder.

"I love you," she whispered into my ear.

No, you can't fall in love with me! I wanted to say. Instead, I just hugged her back and kissed the top of her head.

Damn it, the Fates are really screwin' me up. When I first made the bet, I had no feelings at all for Annabeth. Hades, I don't wanna think about feelings 'cause I hate having them so much. I've tried my hardest to love only my family. But this girl, the one I least expected to fall for, is proving me wrong. And she's making it harder for me to choose.


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