Chp 1
Annabeth's POV

I blinked my eyes open, the sunlight streaming through the curtains. I propped myself on my elbows and looked round the room I was in.

It was all white, with soft bedding, nice paintings, and a lovely balcony where I could see the early morning sun streaming through. Oh, and how can I forget I mention the guy lying next to me. Wait - a guy next to me?

I sat up with a start, fully awake now. I somehow managed to scoot away from him so quickly, I fell off the side of the bed, pulling the duvet with me.

I quickly pulled myself to my feet. The guy he rolled onto his side, and was squinting at me, his eyes still adjusting to the light. He opened his mouth to say something but nothing came out.

I felt my whole body feel hot as I realized I only had my under garments and his button up top on. I pulled it closer to me, scouting the floor for my clothes. "What happened? Who are you?" I asked.

He sat up, revealing his toned stomach muscles aka six pack. I gasped, my face growing a deeper shade of red. "Did we-?" I trailed off. He had the nerve to let out a little chuckle.

"No, don't worry." He said. I gaped at him. "Don't worry? I don't know you and can't remember what happened last night." I said. He shrugged. "That's a pity, I thought it was quite eventful." He said.

I finally found the dress I had been wearing last night. Just before pulling of the top I looked at him. "Turn around." I said. He rolled his eyes, grumbling, before turning his head away. I quickly whipped the shirt off and pulled on my dress.

He looked back getting out the bed. He towered at least a head taller than me - and I was average height! He pulled on his jeans as I desperately struggled to reach the buttons on my dress. "Need help?" He asked.

I swallowed and shook my head. He chuckled and came over. Pushing my hair over my shoulder, he starting buttoning it up. Every now and then his skin would brush the skin on my back.

When he was finished, I turned around, looking at him. His beautiful sea green eyes mesmerized me, making me want to forget I didn't even know his name. "I'm Percy, by the way." He said, answering my question from earlier.

Why did that name sound familiar? I don't know. I swallowed and moved, looking for my purse. I found it and pulled my hair into a messy bun. I pulled on my shoes and turned back to him.

"Uh well, thanks for whatever, but I have to go. Bye Percy." I said. I didn't even give him time to say anything else as I power walked out his room, down the stairs and out his front door. I got a cab back to my place and ran into a shower.

I tried to recover any memory from the night before to explain the reson why I woke up in 'Percy's' bed. I got out the shower and decided to do some work to get it off my mind.

Sketching buildings. It had never been less than amazing for me. Every new project was a new adventure, making me feel a thrill of excitement. But all I could think of right now was Percy. Why does that name sound familiar?!