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A/N: OVER 100 REVIEWS! YAY GUYS! You know what I realized? I have almost 20,000 words in 8 chapters.

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Girl With The Drawling Words: I know, Percy and Annabeth and some others are a bit OOC. Sorry guys! I've actually only seen the movie and read fics but am going to buy the book series. Don't kill me please!

SizzlingSparks0: Thank you so much! I try hard. =] Maybe I will later on! =]

Piequeenthegreat: Really? It's just that it's my favourite drink there, so I wanted to incorporate it in there... SWEET! =]

Megagamer321: I guess that I made it kind of predictable. I wasn't planning on having them kiss yet (even though we're 8 chapters in...) but I felt this overwhelming desire to just put in some fluff. And I see, I see. This makes sense, about the Rachel thing. Thanks for telling me! =]

AnnabethistheBest: Just so you know, "It's a date" has been around a looooong time before Sorcerer's Apprentice, and also, the Women's Right Movement is basically what gives women their rights. Way back when, we were thought of as almost a different species, you could say, because men thought that they were the higher-ups.

KandieCTS: Yes. Percy is indeed, a man-whore. =]

Moving onto the story... It's a high school party. What are you expecting? =] Fluff will be more prominent in the next chapter. Saarry! =]

I'M COMMITTING TABOO LATER ON IN THIS CHAPTER. Explanations with come later.

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We arrived a bit early, between six and six thirty. Luke was basically waving his parents out the driveway. Before we greeted him, we dropped hands.

"Wow. You guys are... early." Luke said in surprise, his eyebrows disappearing underneath his shaggy blonde hair.

"We were... around, so we decided to come." I explained.

"Ah. Just hanging out or what?" he inquired, eyes moving slowly from Annabeth to me.

"Just hanging out." Annabeth shrugged and gave him a smile.

"Okay then. Cool. Well, you guys want to help me set up inside?" he grinned, pointing towards his house.

"I guess." I sighed before turning to Annabeth. "Do you mind helping out? You don't have to."

"No problems here." she told me. We followed Luke up the driveway to his porch. His house was pretty big. It had two top floors and a basement and had the modern zen feeling to it on the inside regarding the furniture and everything.

"Alright, so... I pulled up a few tables for beer pong and just to serve drinks up from the basement. Perce, maybe you can help me out with that. Annabeth, there should be a couple cases of beer in my bag right there. Could you put those in that room there?" he gestured to the living room, which was to our left. There was a staircase going up and down to our immediate right when we walked in. Straight down the hall was the kitchen, where Luke and I heaved the first table. As I pulled out the metals legs that had been tucked in the bottom, Luke leaned forward and whispered, "Just hanging out, huh?"

I calmly brought my eyes up to his. "Yeah. Just hanging out." I replied. I snapped the legs into place and we pulled it up into the standing position.

"Percy. You're a guy. You don't just 'hang out' with hot girls like Annabeth and Rachel. Last time you just 'hung out' with Rachel, you guys started dating." He scoffed.

"Luke, you're making a big deal out of nothing," You're right on the spot. "And really, we were honestly just hanging out." And kissing. "How many times are we going to say 'just hanging out'?"

"Whatever, Percy." He ignored my last comment and waved me off. "Bring in those red plastic cups from the basement."

"Yes sir." I left. I went down the stairs and saw a stack of cups. I threw them under my arm and jogged back upstairs. We set them up in small rows with a keg at the end of the table. We continued to putter around and get alcohol, music and cups and whatever else Luke asked us to get for the next couple hours.

Then the people started coming.

The bass of the stereo that was pumping through the house was already making my head hurt, but a wave of students my age came through the door and started yelling and laughing. Great. Luke started hollering and ushering in the teens by the dozen, showing them the alcohol. Annabeth and I stood off to the side, each holding a beer.

"You know," she had to almost yell into my ear. "I never really liked beer."

"It's an acquired taste, I guess." I replied loudly.

"PERCY!" someone jumped on my back. I spun around. Nico was grinning like an idiot. "Hey man! Gimme dat." He took my drink and chugged it back. "You seen Thalia?"

"No, you square."

"Shut up, asshole. I just asked you a simple question."

"Go get wasted, Nico. But I'm not cleaning your puke up!" I shouted at his retreating back.

"Hey guys!" Bianca sidled up to us. "How long have you been here?"

"We actually helped set up." Annabeth told her.

"Ah. Came too early?"

"Yep."

"Sucks for you. I'm getting a drink and am sitting in the corner right over there. See you later, guys." She took a cup, sipped and walked away. I got another one since Nico jacked my first and took a sip. Blegh. I hope there's something more than just beer.

"This'll be fun." Annabeth noted, surveying the teens who just got here, but were already trashed and the ones who were high and the ones who looked so uncomfortable they seemed to want to leave.

"Of course it will be." I said sarcastically.

Little did I know.

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A few hours later...

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I was drunk enough that my tongue felt like a giant floppy sock in my mouth and every one of my thoughts came out once every ten seconds. I had somehow ended up in a circle of Spin the Bottle. And it was my turn. I squinted to try to figure out who the hell was around me. A few people I didn't know. Nico and Thalia were here. Connor was too. What about Annabeth? I then spotted her almost directly across from me. She was laughing hysterically at something Connor had just said. I scrunched up my face and grabbed for the empty wine bottle. I missed.

"Hurry up, Jackson!" someone called.

"Fou yuck." I slurred. I managed to get my fingers around the bottle. It took me a second to remember how to work the muscles in my hand to spin it, but I got it in the end. Just as I spun, Annabeth shot up and ran to the bathroom. She didn't look like she had to puke. I guess she's okay then. Ohshit. Wait. Who did it land on?

"Pucker up, Percy," some girl started to crawl towards me. I think she's in my Science class. She was okay I guess. Completely trashed. Then again, who wasn't? She came up to me and took my face in her hands. "I'm glad you're single."

"I have to pee." I blurted. I pulled away and clambered up from the floor.

"Percy!" she complained. What was her name again?

I made my way through the crowd that was grinding and dancing to the pounding music, every person with a cup in their hands. Where the hell is the bathroom? I finally found it. Just as I was about to pull on the door handle, Annabeth fell out with an "Oop!". She definitely can't hold her liquor.

"Hey," I said slowly, forming the words around the Muppet that had made its home in my mouth. "You okay?"

"Heey," she laughed. "I'm gr- I'm pretty- I'm- I'm good!"

"You're pretty drunk there, missy." I stated.

"Pssh. Pssh. Psh. You are too." She lightly slapped my arm with each 'psh'.

"Better off than you."

"You're just- I can- You- You're jealous."

"Right, okay." I blinked a couple times. My vision was getting blurry.

"I LOVE THIS SONG!" she suddenly shrieked in my ear. She grabbed me around my waist and walked forwards. This, in turn, made me have to walk backwards as to not fall over. When we threaded through the throng of the crowd, she started dancing. Like, dancing dancing. She put her arms around my neck and pressed her forehead to mine. I just kind of stood there and stared at her.

"Don't be such a bum, Percy Jackson!" she laughed.

"I'm- I'm not being a bum." I muttered.

"Bum bum bum bum bum!" she twirled in circles and lost her balance. She fell down and cracked up.

WOW she is drunk. I thought as I bent down to help her up again. She pulled my arm and I collapsed near her. She was giggling like crazy.

"Okay Annabeth, you- I'm gonna- okay." I closed my eyes and took a deep breath to try and clear my head. "Annabeth, c'mon." I got up and yanked her up with me. I pulled her through the huge mass of bodies and squeezed past some classmates to head to the basement. There were some people down there as well, so I pulled her towards a spare bedroom that was for guests. I closed the door and set her down on the bed. I took the small cushion that was near a dresser.

"Why are you allll the way over there?" she frowned. "Come!" she patted the place beside her. I hesitated and shook my head. "Why?" she whined. She flopped on the bed, facing me.

"Because you are emotionally compromised right now and it would be taking advantage of you." I managed to say around my woolly tongue.

"You are too!" she accused, pointing at me.

"Like I said before, you're worser."

"Worse." She corrected me.

"Wise Girl." I smiled. She ran her hand through her long hair. It had a wild look to it, but not in the way that she looked like she'd run through a jungle. What the hell? I need water. "I'll be right back, okay?" I said. I stood up and went into the adjoining bathroom. I splashed my face with cold water, making the hairs rise on my arms. I drank from the faucet and wiped my face on the towel hanging on the towel rack. Frig I hate this thing. I scratched at my cast. I let out a breath and was just opening the door when Annabeth fell in, just like before.

"Oop!"

"Annabeth," I scolded. "I said stay there."

"I know." She was a foot from me, just standing there. Her arms hung loosely by her side and she was staring up at me.

"Then why'd you move?"

"'Cause." She softly said.

"Go on. Back to the bed." I pointed. She took a couple steps backwards and stopped. I noticed that her skirt was hitched up. How am I supposed to point that out without being a pervert?

"Uh... Annabeth. Your skirt."

"You like it, huh? I got it a couple days ago 'cause I haven't gotten new clothes for a bit and I really wanted to get a skirt 'cause I don't have one, I only have jeans and shorts, so I decided to try it out tonight-" she started rambling.

"Annabeth."

"Yeah?"

"Pull it down."

She looked down then back at me. "Oh. Okay." She pulled down one side with both hands and then the other side with both hands. She kept doing this for a few more seconds. I then realized how the context of my words could be taken.

"No! No no no, not that far down!" I cried, scrambling to stop her. "Holy shit, Annabeth! I didn't mean it like that." My heart was pounding.

"Oh."

"What do you mean, 'oh'? I would never say something like that. And please fix your skirt."

"Okay. But you just said it." She gave me an odd look as she adjusted her skirt.

"I didn't mean it like that! It was all bunched up and I was trying to preserve your dignity."

"Oh."

I let out a shaky breath. "Honestly. Would you do that if I were someone else?"

"No."

I flushed. "That was supposed to be hypometical."

"Hypothetical?"

"Yeah, that." She's so drunk that she almost pulled her skirt off and didn't register that as wrong, but I make a mispronunciation and she's able to correct me. She's insane.

"Well I wouldn't." She shrugged. "I don't really like any other guys."

What am I supposed to say to that?

"What about Connor?"

She smiled. "He's funny."

"Yeah, I guess he is. So you don't like him?"

"I like him." She nodded.

"But you just said that you don't really like any other guys." I rose an eyebrow.

She nodded again. "I don't really like any other guys like I like you." And with that, she reached up on her tiptoes, took my face in her hands and kissed me. A small voice in the back of my head said 'This is wrong. She's drunk. You're taking advantage of her.' I pushed it into a far corner of my mind and kissed her back. Somehow, we ended up on the bed, but on our sides. It felt so natural to be with her, like we'd been together for years. She scooted closer to me and snuggled into my chest. I hugged her and put my chin on the top of her head.

Somehow, I fell asleep.