Disclaimer: I am not Rick Riordan. If I was, I would not be typing fanfictions and fangirling about Percabeth. Instead, I would be tormenting readers with cliffhangers (haha get it?)

Anyway, this is just a collection of random one-shots about Percabeth. :) enjoy

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(annabeth pov)

I was leafing through a book about Greek architecture, making notes in the margins with my favorite red pen and dog-earing so many pages that whoever was god of Taking Care Of Books would definitely blast me to ashes.

Of course, I wasn't left in peace for long.

"Aaaaaannnabeeetttthhhhhhh," my roommate called in her sing-song voice, sauntering into our dorm room. We went to an all-girls private school in New York, since I didn't want to be too far away from Percy in case we had another one of those Tartarus (I shivered at the thought) 'episodes.'

"What do you want, Olivia?" I sighed, slamming my book shut and brushing a curly lock of blonde hair behind my ear.

My roommate was–how do I put this nicely–a bit 'boy crazy'. She loved all things party and always tried to drag me along clubbing across the street. Olivia was wearing a very fitted tank top and loose black jeans, something that was simple but extremely beautiful. No, my roommate wasn't one of those silly sluts. I think growing up without boys to showcase their true natures might've taken a toll on her well-being.

"My cousin and his friends on the swim team are hosting a party at his house!" Olivia cried, brushing out her wavy brown hair and twirling around in an excited mess.

"And?" I asked, uninterested. I was about to turn back to the chapter on different styles of Greek columns when–

Two pairs of arms grabbed me by the shoulders and hoisted me up. I yelped, my hand instinctively falling to where I kept my bronze knife (which Athena had ever so graciously retrieved from Tartarus) concealed underneath my pant leg, strapped to the side of my ankle.

I breathed a sigh when I realized who it was; just Marcia and Kaitlin from next door. They also loved partying and were part of Olivia's extensive friend group.

"C'mon, girl, live a little!" Marcia demanded, swathing a generous amount of lip gloss on her lips as she released me. "There's going to be hot guys there~"

"Uh, no," I said placidly. "I already told you, I have a boyfriend, and I'm not interested."

"Girlie. Listen. I'll make you a deal," Olivia said. "If you come to this one party, we won't bother you to go to a party for the rest of the semester! You can stay here and read. So exciting."

"Hmm." I pondered this, then said, "Make it the rest of the year, then I'll come."

"The rest of the semester and six weeks."

"Nine."

"Seven."

"Eight."

"Deal."

So that's how I ended up sitting on a couch at Olivia's cousin's house, sipping fruit punch from a red Solo cup and warding off any jocks who tried to flirt with me.

"Ugh, Annabeth!" Olivia whined. "You go to a party and you're not even dancing? This is unacceptable–EEK!"

"Annabethannabethannabeth. There they are! The hot guys from my cousin's swim team! That guy there is so hot…Sigh!"

I rolled my eyes. Jared, Olivia's cousin, was on the swim team for a public school not far from here, but in no way could they beat Percy. I almost sighed dreamily at the thought of him. We'd gone on a date a few days ago…and had a heated make out session right after…

Olivia put her hands on either side of my head and turned it so that I could see the horde of boys, all wearing matching swim team sweatshirts that said…

Goode High School?!

Well, almost all of the boys.

One of them was wearing an orange Camp Half-Blood T-shirt…only because he'd given me his sweatshirt weeks ago…

Percy.

"Ohmygoshohmygosh!" Olivia squealed. "See that guy with black hair and greenish eyes? I've got my sights set on him, he's soooo hot!"

I was about to snap back, No, he's taken. By me, but then Percy turned around. His eyes lit up when they met mine, and Olivia started shaking me excitedly. "He's coming for me! I know it!" she whisper-screamed in my ear.

Just when Olivia was about to absolutely lose it, Percy leaned down and said in a low voice to me, "Do you believe in love at first sight? Or should I walk by again?"

I could hear audible gasps. I was known as the 'untouchable' girl, who punched every boy who dared get within six feet of her. And here he was, the captain of the Goode High swim team, shamelessly flirting with her.

I decided to give them a show.

"You could do something else besides walking," I replied, my voice lilting with a suggestive edge.

Other boys got punched or slapped.

Percy was different.

He got judo-flipped, of course.

Just as he was about to hit the ground, I yanked him towards me by the collar of his shirt and slammed his lips onto mine.

I could hear catcalls and wolf-whistles from the boys and jealous groans from the girls, but everything faded into fuzzy white bliss as Percy's hands settled comfortably on my waist.

We broke apart after what seemed like ages.

"B-but I thought you had a boyfriend!" Olivia spluttered, an expression of both despair and jealousy etched on her face.

I laughed and socked Percy in the arm. "This is my boyfriend. Seaweed Brain," I added, pecking him on the cheek. He turned at the last second so that it turned into a deep kiss. I almost surrendered to the wonderful sensation, but pushed him away after I heard yells of, "Get a room!"

"Yeah, maybe we will," Percy retorted. "Hey bro, mind if I…"

Jared doubled over in laughter. "Yeah, go ahead, man.."

Before Jared could finish his sentence, Percy picked me up bridal-style and carried me upstairs, yelling, "MUAHAHAHAHA!"

(olivia pov)

I couldn't believe it. Not only did Annabeth Chase have a hot boyfriend, the hot boyfriend was my crush! I was happy for her, though…and ooh, that guy over there has some impressive muscles. I wasn't going to let one silly moment ruin my night…

But I couldn't ignore the sultry moans and kissing noises coming from the upstairs guest room, no matter how loud the music was.

-the end-