Alright! So here is my new story. I pre- wrote it, so i will update quickly. It's a Percabeth story with Thalico and a bunch of other pairs. And all of it happened bacause of a pair of Converse. AU and OOC.

Tell me if you like it, then i will post the next chapter in a matter of days! It may have short chapters like this one, cause i worte it on my iPod :P (i dont own the either!) I hope you like it! :)

Disclaimer: I do not own PJATO or Converse :D

Chapter 1

A 17 year old girl by the name of Annabeth Chase was walking down the main 'intersection' of the local shoe store. She was scanning the store for her favorite isle.

She stopped. She took three steps back and looked to her left. A smile graced her lips and her body went in the same direction and walked down the aisle. She passed all of the male pairs before setting her eyes on the female pairs of the best shoes know to mankind.

Converse.

Annabeth skimmed her fingers over all of the open boxes, searching for a pair she didn't previously own. A pair of bright yellow ones caught her eye and she checked the size. They were a seven, her size.

She smiled as she picked them off the shelf and tried them on, just to make sure they fit. With her luck today, they did.

She placed the golden shoes back into the box and stood up once again, searching for a specific pair this time.

Annabeth's traditional black converse were so worn out and rather small for her, being a size six, so she decided to get a new pair.

She stared at the end of the isle and made her way down, disappointment enveloping her as she neared the male pairs. Suddenly, her face brightened at the black color and a little yellow sticker on the side of the box that said Size 7.

Annabeth's hand reached out to grab the box when it came in contact with another person's.

She looked up, confused to see a boy, most likely her age, grabbing a pair of women's shoes. He looked at her, con fused as well, but for the opposite reason.

Um, excuse me, but can I please have those. They are my size so…" Annabeth reached out to take the box from the dark haired man, but he pulled it from her reach.

"Well then, you must have some weird feet considering you are picking up a pair of men's shoes."

Her voice was rather carefree. Something which Annabeth was not accustomed to. She glared fiercely at him and snatched away the box quickly.

"No, you must have odd feet for choosing a pair of women's shoes. See the sticker?" she pointed towards the yellow square with a large 7 on it.

"Yes I see that but you are mistaken. Obviously the sticker was wrongly placed because this is a men's she box."

"They reuse boxes here, stupid! These are women's shoes! If you don't believe me, why don't you ask the front desk?" She pointed towards the female employee by the register. He sighed and dragged her by her arm up towards the desk.

He set the box down with a thump and the worker looked up from texting.

"Please tell me what shoes these are," he told her.

She glanced up at them momentarily and then back down at the apparently very interesting cell phone. "They are black converse. Duh."

"We know that! But can you tell me if they are men's or women's?"

Annabeth just stood back and watched with an amused smile on her face. She made a quick dash back ti the aisle and picked up the yellow pair, her purse, and another box from the shelf. She made her way back over to the boy who was rather angry at the moment.

"Aw, did she show you I was right?"

"Oh shut up. Just go pay for your shoes you… you… you Wise Girl."

"Wise Girl? Really?"

"Yeah! You're all smart alicky and I don't know your name so it fits!" he said exasperated.

She chuckled as she placed the other woman's box on the counter, shaking the teen worker from her fix in her phone and she began to ring up the two.

Annabeth set two twenties on the counter and then placed the last box in the still pouting boy's hands.

"There. Now we're both happy."

She walked back over to the counter and received her change and shopping bag. She waved 'goodbye' to the unknown boy and exited the store.

The boy looked confused at the box in his hands and opened it warily (you never know she could have put a bomb in there or something!). Inside, he found a pair of black converse, men's converse, size 11. His size.

He stared, open mouthed at the retreating figure outside of the store. How on Earth did she know his shoe size? She truly is something.

Annabeth smirked as she unlocked her silver Audi and sat in the driver's seat. She placed her keys into the ignition with the thought in mind that he probably didn't even know that she put a slip of paper in the box with her number on it.

She started the engine and drove back home, smiling all the way.

The young man felt a vibration in his left front jeans pocket and he pulled out his phone. IOt was a text message from his best friend, Grover Underwood.

One New Message:

From: G-Man

Hey Percy. There's a party 2morro. U in?

Percy typed in a quick response and set the phone on the passenger seat next to his newly purchased black converse. The screen flashed 'Sent' before going to the already received message.

To: G-Man

U kno it :)

So, did you like it? Tell me if you want me to continue :D

-Love