Disclaimer: Percy Jackson belongs to Rick Riordan, fools.

A/N: Woo hoo! I finally got up chapter 12. It's been on my mind forever and I really wanted to finish it. I worked 16 hours this weekend, guys. I'm so tired. My mom wants me to go to be at 8:00. Maybe I will. Hm.

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Okay, I will supply your somewhat OOC story now. We shall continue! ONWARDS!

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So I was just a little buzzed by the time the movie started, but hey, we're teenagers, right? No big deal. Somehow, we managed to not get caught by the security guys who came in with flashlights and stood on the stairs for like, 10 freaking minutes. I mean, really. Get a LIFE, bro ho.

The movie was pretty funny. I couldn't help it but I laughed at every other word, so I think that that may have annoyed some of my friends. But whatevs. We had fun.

Once the movie ended, we all wove through the seats to get out, stumbling and laughing. I kept my hand around Annabeth's. While she and Juniper ran to the girl's washroom, Luke and Grover dashed into the boy's washroom. Leaving me alone with Callie. Awwwkwaaard.

You know how the movie theatres are shaped all weird? Like, the bathroom walls kind of jut out in the hallway a bit and sometimes leave a little alcove there? I can't describe it. It's like a rectangular hole in the wall, maybe 3 feet into the wall and a couple feet wide. And I'm sure that you're asking why I'm babbling this shit. Well, Callie not-so-gently yanked me into that little niche and pushed me against the back wall.

At this, I said something intelligent like "Hunngh?"

"Look, I don't know why," she breathlessly told me as she grasped my shirt at the shoulders. "And I really feel bad about this, because I like Luke too," she looked shy but serious at the same time. "But I really like you. A lot. Even though I barely know you."

My brilliantly befuddled mind told me to reply "Whut?"

"Shh." She said before pressing her mouth to mine.

I finally came to my senses. I took her shoulders (as best as I could with my stupid cast) and pushed her away.

"Callie, don't – " I tried to focus. I just saw the dark shape of her head and the light reflecting off of her caramel colored hair.

"Callie? Percy? Did they ditch us?" Luke's voice called out. I saw the back of his head as he looked around.

Callie dropped down to her knees at the sound of his voice. I freaked out and slammed myself against the wall.

"Calm down," she whispered as she fumbled with her right ear. I wondered what the hell she was doing. "Just play along."

The loud thump had attracted Luke's attention. He peered in at us.

"Percy?" his voice was level and hard. "Callie? Is that you?"

"Hey!" Callie stood up and stepped into the light. She smiled at him. "My earring had fallen off and rolled into that little space over there. I asked Percy to help me look for it." She held up her large round hoop earring that was in her hand and smiled again.

"Oh, okay." Luke's voice lightened up straight away. He honestly believed her.

"Hey Perce Perce." Annabeth took my hand. It was still hot from the blow dryer in the washroom. I looked at her and she returned my gaze. She grinned up at me. "That was a funny movie, huh?"

"Yeah." I replied. "Really funny." Her grey eyes held mine, and I felt the horrible drop in my stomach: the guilt and the shame. But I shouldn't be ashamed. It's not my fault. I glanced at Callie. She was watching me. Her cheeks tinged a little red. I turned away.

"Oh my god! Guys, Thalia just texted me," Juniper exclaimed, pulling us into a tight group. "Kay, she and Nico are at this club called Eros at East 12th and Avenue B. We so have to go."

"Uh, I think I'm going to go ho – " I started to say when everyone started hounding me on being a total bum chum. "Okay, okay, OKAY! SHEESH." I threw up my hands in frustration.

Next thing I knew, we were piling into two taxis. I quickly grabbed Annabeth's hand and said, "We'll take one by ourselves."

"What? No-I want to be with Juniper and Callie!" Annabeth protested. She withdrew her hand. "Girls in one cab, guys in the other!" She then proceeded to clamber into the first taxi with the girls. Callie blew a kiss in my direction as she was about to step into the cab. As it turns out, Luke walked past me at that very second and thought (rightfully so) that it was meant for him. He winked back at her. She smiled. Once he got in though, she locked eyes with me for a few seconds. I looked away and slid in after Luke and slammed the taxi door hard enough to rock the car.

"Ay, buddy. Try not to break my car, alright? I doubt you can pay for it." Our driver snapped at me.

"Sorry," I retorted. I buckled up and pressed my forehead against the window of the car as Grover gave the address to the club. My head ached every time we hit a pothole or a bump in the road.

"Percy, lighten up. This is fun. You used to have fun. Remember?" Luke elbowed me. I pushed his arm away. "Bro, what's up with you?"

Your new girlfriend admitted that she likes me and she kissed me when you were not even 10 feet away and lied about it. No big deal . "I dunno. Tired."

"You were hopping around a second ago, man. Loosen up. We gonna DANCE!" Luke wiggled his hips back and forth and raised his arms to the roof of the cab. He started singing "Like a G6" by Far East Movement. Before his strangled singing could make my ears bleed anymore, we pulled up to our destination. I practically fell out of the car.

"Partaaaaaay!" Juniper crowed, jumping up and down. The club's sign was in loopy red letters and read Eros. Music thumped from inside. I could see dim red lighting in the club and a crowd as a couple entered, but then the door shut. There was a line, but when Juniper went up to the bouncer, he let us in no problem. Holy bagels, that was easy.

We weaved through the jumbled, dancing bodies until we found Nico and Thalia at the bar. The bartender didn't card us or ask our age. He just took our orders and served them up with a grin.

"Me 'n Thalia are gonna go over thur." Nico slurred as he pointed to the ceiling. Thalia took his hand and pointed it to a corner.

"Later, guys. Have fun!" she waved at us before motioning for Nico to follow her. He trailed after her like a hobo after a hotdog cart.

"Well," Grover practically shouted. "Let's dance!" he grabbed his drink, downed it and grasped Juniper. They backed into the throng of the crowd and disappeared among the grinding bodies.

"Kelp Head?" Annabeth offered her hand with a drunken grin.

"I think you mean Seaweed Brain." I corrected her (for once) before taking her outstretched palm.

"Whatever." She said in my ear as we made our way into the centre of the crowd. I was immediately overwhelmed by the music, the heat from all the bodies, and the fact that Annabeth was dancing. My brain focused on the fact that Annabeth was moving in a way that I didn't think she could, or even would. I just put my hands on her hips and followed her movements. She faced me and wrapped her arms around my neck. I leaned down and kissed her as our bodies followed the beat of whatever song was playing. As Grover would later affectionately tell me, it was like Annabeth and my faces were vacuum-suctioned to each other. Lovely.

Eventually, Annabeth pulled away and said she had to go sit down. I went with her and she sat on the only empty bar stool. Guys next to her looked her up and down but I stepped closer and wrapped my arms protectively around her waist, daring them with my eyes. She ordered two waters. I took the other and drained it.

"I gotta go to the bathroom."

"Okay. I'll stay here. My legs hurt." She told me, laughing.

"Alright. Are you sure? I don't want to really leave you alone." I said uncertainly.

"I'll be fine. I won't take drinks from strangers, I have my cell phone and I can always find Grover or Juniper or Luke or something." Annabeth told me.

"Okay." I ducked down, planted a kiss on her cheek and pushed through the crowd. I found the washroom and relieved myself. As I was washing my hands, I squinted at myself in the mirror. My hair kept falling in my eyes, so I flipped it out of my line of sight. My eyes were a little bloodshot. I splashed cold water on my cheeks. After I dried off with a paper towel, I passed my hand over my face and rubbed my eyes. I still felt the unfamiliar pressure of Callie's lips on mine and it didn't seem right.

Had I been giving off the wrong vibes? Did I send her signs? I scanned my mind and didn't see any points where I had. My train of thought was interrupted when a guy stumbled in and basically fell into one of the stalls. I raised my eyebrows, turned and walked out of the washroom.

As I made my way back to Annabeth, I spotted Nico and Thalia sitting right next to each other on a plushie looking bean bag chair. Thalia was smiling and laughing. Nico whispered something in her ear and if I stared, I could swear she was blushing. Her dark hair was pulled back into a ponytail high on her head and she had pinned back her side bangs with bobby pins. I could see the dim red lights reflecting off of them. I left them to their snuggle-fest and met up with Annabeth. She was chatting with Luke and Callie.

"Percy!" Luke crowed. "Come on, let's all go dance!"

"Uhh." I said intelligently as "The Night (The Only Place to Go)" by Blake McGrath started playing.

"I LOVE THIS SONG!" Callie cried as she grabbed Luke's hand. At that, Luke grabbed Annabeth's arm and Annabeth grabbed my ear.

"OW!"

Callie tugged us into the middle of the dance floor and started dancing with Luke. She took his hands in hers, which were on her hips. He rested his chin on her shoulder and she turned her head towards him.

I pulled my eyes away. Annabeth had let me go (thank God) and instead laced her fingers with mine. We danced and I tried to push the thoughts of Calypso out of my head, but they curled around my brain and brought questions that I really couldn't answer. Unintentionally, I found my eyes watching Luke and Callie dance constantly. I had to continually either close my eyes or look away. Annabeth didn't see because her head was buried into my neck.

Annabeth, I reminded myself mentally. Your girlfriend. Your girlfriend that you went through hell to get. Don't mess this up.

But it was hard to ignore them.

The song "We R Who We R" by Ke$ha (puke) came on. Everyone started jumping up and down when the chorus came on. Luke and I, after watching a hilarious video on YouTube called "How To Fist Pump Like A Champ", started fist pumping. We cracked up and jumped towards each other and then slammed chest like we were sumo wrestlers, before continuing our fist pumping.

After a while, Annabeth had to go sit again. She complained that her shoes were killing her. I went with her to find Nico and Thalia (who were making out on the seat) and she sat near them, giggling.

"Go dance with Callie and Luke!" she shooed at me.

"Um- I think I'll just stay with you." I said quickly, trying to sit next to her.

"NO! Go have fun! I'm not going to hinder you because I'm tired and my feet hurt. Go away." She put her hands on her hips, which looked funny because she was sitting down.

"Seriously?" I tried again to slide down beside her. "I want to be with you, though." It was partially true. I didn't want to go be a third wheel with Luke and Callie, but I also didn't want to be a bum and just stand there, watching them dance. She stood up, hands still on her hips.

"Get." She pointed into the massive crowd.

I sighed and got up too. The moment I did, she sat.

"Now scooch. See you later." She smiled up at me and sunk into the bean bag chair as she ran her fingers through her hair.

"Fine." I ducked down to kiss her before pushing into the crowd. I decided to get some liquid courage before I found Callie and Luke, so I got a rum and Coke. I downed it and patted the bar counter before forging ahead. It took me a couple minutes to find them. Callie and I saw each other at the same time and she waved me over. I complied, awkwardly making my way towards them. Luke spotted me and waved as his and Callie's hips moved in sync to the music. The song ended, and "Hey Baby (Drop It to the Floor)" by Pitbull and T-Pain started up.

Luke took me by my forearm and said "I'll be back in a bit. I'm gonna go piss." That's charming. I thought automatically. "Just dance with her if you want." He shrugged, pecked Callie on the cheek, and whispered in her ear. She smiled at him then turned her gaze on me as Luke clapped a hand on my shoulder. He gave me a look, which I understood as the 'Your balls and other sexual organ will be mine if you try anything' look. I nodded at him and he left.

Callie approached me, grasped the front of my shirt in her hand and pulled me towards her as T-Pain's electronically altered voice started singing. She let go, turned and pressed her back to my chest and started moving, to which my body responded by following hers. I felt my cheeks burning as I looked down. Her hair glinted in the dim lighting. I felt her hands lightly wrap around my fingers and she put them on her stomach. I slid them back, to her hips, my heart racing. She tilted her head back and looked up at me. I locked eyes with her and she smiled. She kept her hands in mine before turning and pulling me deeper into the crowd.

"Wait-Luke won't be able to find us if we aren't there." I called/slurred to her, but she either didn't hear me or she ignored me.

Before long, we were in the darker (and a little quieter) area of the club. She faced me and took my face in her hands. I just stared at her. I blame the booze. It makes me less responsive. Shut up.

She kissed me, soft, like last time. I pulled back, trying to form words with my floppy tongue.

"Don't tell me that you don't feel something," she said quietly, her fingers still on my cheeks.

"Maybe," I forced out (stupidly and drunkenly). "But I love Annabeth."

"And I like Luke." She was closer. "But that doesn't mean that they have to know." She leaned up and pressed her lips to mine. Before I knew what I was doing, I kissed her back and jerked her towards me. She let out a small gasp then molded her mouth against mine.

Can you really blame me?

I guess you can.