Hey guys! A new story from yours truly! From all my fabulous readers of my first story: I love y'all. I hope EVERYONE loves this original story. :)

Don't own it! P.s. Demigods don't exist in this story!

Annabeth's POV:

"Annabeth, wake up!" Thalia, my annoying best friend, yelled loudly in my ear, "Come on! We are going to be late! Get your ass up!"

"Alright, alright, just stop your screaming," I mumbled with a yawn.

Please, let me explain. I'm Annabeth Chase, a dancer for Voyage Cruises. I got stuck with this job, because, well, lets just say I haven't much money. I met my best friend here, Thalia Grace, a year ago. She is a dancer as well, with pretty much the same life story as me: boring as hell.

The down side to my job is that I have to dance in front of drunk men. You get where I'm going here? I thought so.

But, I get paid, not a lot, but it helps. Sometimes Thalia and I get tips from the audience, which is quite awkward. I suggest trying to dance sexily in front of drunk men with them stuffing money in your short-shorts, you'd get what I am talking about.

Another plus is that we only have to work at night, so we get the whole day to be a 'tourist', get free food, or catch up on sleep, like Thalia and I have been doing. But besides that, I dread performing, and this is literally the only job that would accept me. You would take it too if you were I my situation.

We soon put on our fringy monkey-suits, as I call them, and practically ran while putting on make-up. I hate being so cake-faced, but if I am not, my boss will stab me. No joke.

We soon ran backstage, hair-sprayed, and met up with Silena, our other friend.

"You guys! We are on in 2! Where the hell have you guys been?" she squealed.

"Uh...got a little sidetracked..?" Thalia said trying to look convincing. She bought it for now.

"Whatever, lets just get this over with," I said with hatred eating in my voice.

After performing the same routine a 5th night in a row, Thalia and I were strolling back to our dorm.

Thalia ran quickly into a bar and yelled back, "Getting a drink! Go back to the dorm, I'll meet you there in a few!"

I nodded and she disappeared into the sea of drunks.

I looked out at the sea. It was so beautiful. I wished I could afford the luxuries on this cruise. This cruise was the longest so far it would be 4 months and it has been 5 days...great.

I went over to the ledge, mesmerized by the moon and waves crashing agains the humongous ship.

I was suddenly rudely interrupted by someone bumping into me, almost causing me to fall over the ledge. I was soon caught in the arms of a man with a warmth that almost melted my heart.

I don't know what was happening to me, I was getting all these sparks as this man still held on to me. Who was it? I couldn't tell you.

Seconds later, which felt like hours, the guy set me down safely on the deck.

"Thanks," I mumbled under my breath at the mystery man.

I turned to face him and almost gasped underneath my breath.

He had this unruly black hair as dark as midnight, and he was at least 5 inches taller than me. But what distracted me the most were his deep, beautiful, mesmerizing, sea-green eyes.

I just stared. And stared. And stared. This beauty emulating off of him.

Finally, he spoke up, apparently after seconds, and smirked.

"Well, maybe you should watch out for strange crack-heads roaming around at night," he said his voice trying not to laugh, while pointing to some high guy knocking down everything in his path on his way to the bar.

I laughed, and it felt so damn good.

"Excuse me miss, but may I introduce myself?" he asked me with mock manners, "I'm Percy Jackson."

I held out of my hand to shake his and he suck his out, the electricity coming back at the touch of his hand.

"Annabeth Chase," I said as polite as I could, still shaking his hand.

"Well, Miss Chase, your welcome for saving you from falling over the ledge."

I cracked a small smile. "Thank you, Sir Jackson," I said emulating his mimicry.

He just chuckled and said, "Call me Percy."

"Well ok then, Percy. I better be off, I need to find my friend."

As I was leaving he said, "Nice outfit, Miss Chase!" Obviously making fun off it. I didn't blame the guy.

"Hey! I didn't chose it...and call me Annabeth!"

"Ok, Annabeth, see you around," he said not taking his eyes off me. I just smiled a little and turned to go back to Thalia, weird thoughts running around my head about this mysterious, yet charming, man. 'Percy, what a unique and peculiar name,' I thought to myself. If one thing was for sure, he was drop-dead...sexy.

Only later did I figure out how much this night would mean to me.

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