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~LASCAZ

Jake's POV

Percy Jackson is my best friend, ever. We're as close as two male friends can be.

"Hey, Perce!" I shouted, running towards him. "Wait up, man!"

He turned around, smirked, and stopped long enough for me to catch up.

"Hey, slowpoke."

I rolled my eyes. "Just because I'm not on the swim team and the football team apparently 'sucks', according to you, doesn't mean you can insult me."

Percy just laughed.

We were almost out the door when I remembered something. "So, I heard you got asked out by Michelle again,"

"Yeah, why?"

I put a hand on his shoulder, stopping him, and looked him straight dead in the eye. He didn't even flinch.

"Dude, you know what. She's like, one of the pretty, popular girls that are actually decent. Why the hell did you turn her down?"

He sighed. "Jake, I have my reasons. You'll find out soon enough."

He started walking again, and then we bumped into a girl. It was Michelle.

"Hey, Percy," she began somewhat shyly, "Um, I just wanted to make sure that you really didn't want to go out with me,"

I looked at him, my eyes telling him Say yes, before I gut you.

He opened his mouth, hopefully to say yes. "Yeah, Michelle... About that, I kind of have a-" He saw something behind her and his mouth fell open, his eyes widening.

I followed his gaze and saw the prettiest girl I have ever seen. She had long, tan, legs, honey-blond hair that was up in a ponytail, and gray eyes that seemed so... calculating. I glanced at Percy again, glaring.

He looked at me, his eyes still wide and his mouth still gaping. This time, my glare said, Dude, just say yes to Michelle and stop ogling at random girls you'll never have a shot at!

He looked back at me, his eyes saying SHUT UP AND WAIT!

Me: Why?

Him: I'll show you.

Then he walked past Michelle, who had a bewildered expression, and ran towards the pretty girl who was leaning on her car. The corners of her mouth tugged up when she saw him running towards her, but it was probably the affect of him being the coolest, most popular guy in school.

However, he had a huge grin and was yelling "ANNABETH!" and "WISE GIRL!" occasionally. Michelle and I just watched them. When Percy was about ten feet away from the girl, she finally let loose a smile and ran towards him.

He held his arms out and she fell into his embrace. They held each other for a few minutes, until she pulled away, gave him a short kiss on the lips, and then whispered something to him. It was short, but he began to jump up and down, squealing, like a little kid. I cleared my throat really loudly.

Percy glanced my way, grabbed the girl's hand and dragged her towards us.

We had another eye conversation. Stop messing with random girls! I said.

She's not random, he said back.

Yes, she is. Stop ruining your chances of having a real relationship and go out with Michelle already!

He rolled his eyes. "Hey Jake, Michelle. This is my girlfriend, Annabeth."

Annabeth smiled at us, stood on her tiptoes, and whispered something in his ear. I couldn't hear it all to well, but I'm pretty sure I heard 'Moving in', 'Sally', 'dad's job transfer', 'Empire State Building', and 'cookies'. At the last one, he jumped up, hugging her, and then he kissed her. She slapped him and muttered something like 'Seaweed Brain...'.

I held out my hand. "I'm Jake Mayland and this is Michelle Caper. So you're Percy's girlfriend, huh?"

She nodded and shook my hand. "As you know, I'm Annabeth Chase. Nice to meet you. Now, if you'll excuse us, i have to get this idiot home because he's seriously missing out on some cookies right now." She added emphasis on the 'missing out on some cookies' part. Percy gazed at her skeptically, to which she rolled her eyes. "Yes, Seaweed Brain, they are blue and your mother made them. We've really got to go now, because I have to unpack and get some work in."

Michelle butted in. "What work? McDonald's? 'Cause that seems fit for a dumb blonde like you," Usually she isn't snobby, but I guess since Annabeth's Percy's girlfriend, she made an exception.

Both Annabeth and Percy clenched their fists. Clearly this was a bad topic.

Annabeth glared at us, and Michelle shrunk back. "No. One. Calls-"

"Annabeth. A. Dumb. Blonde." Finished Percy. "Or, for that matter, stupid, blondie, bimbo, slut, whore, etc."

Michelle turned and fled. I suppose that was a good idea. Then, before I knew what was happening, Percy and Annabeth took off running after her. Percy had the pen that he never used out, and Annabeth a marker (A/N: The marker is the Mist's form of her dagger). I turned and saw that Michelle was standing in from of several burly men. I vaguely heard Annabeth shout "Plan 62! Canadians!"

I took offense to that, because I was half-Canadian and they couldn't possibly just assume that these men were Canadians.

I blinked, and then the men were gone, golden dust floating through the air. But, instead of Percy holding a pen, he was holding a yardstick, and Annabeth also had a Yankee's hat in her hand. They laughed, high-fived, and walked to Annabeth's car. The men were nowhere to be seen, and Michelle was lying passed out on the floor.

I went to help her, all the while thinking about what happened.

I came to one conclusion.

Percy Jackson was different.

DUN DUN DUUUUUUN!

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