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Ever since they were little, Percy and Annabeth have always seen each other at weddings. When they were four, they were ring bearer and flower girl. In their teens, they were forced to sit next to each other. Then, when their respective best friends are engaged, they are forced to be the maid of honor and the best man. The worst part is that Annabeth hates his guts. Most of the time. Will they survive planning their friends' wedding together? AU Percabeth

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Thank you again SO much, my readers, and I hope that you enjoy my newest story! By the way, I'm still not Rick Riordan.

Annabeth hated the sound of wedding bells. She stopped to glare at the offending bell tower before hurrying down the street, holding her umbrella tighter in the downpour. Wedding bells always sounded so obnoxiously happy. When she was four, she was forced to be the flower girl in her father's wedding. That was the first time she met Percy, who remained more obnoxious as wedding bells ringing.

She had been forced into a frilly white dress for the occasion, and was standing in line at the back of the church, waiting for her cue to walk down the aisle when he crashed into her. "OOPS! Sorry," the boy had said. After a beat, he cocked his head to the right and crinkled up his nose adorably, holding his hand out."I'm Percy. You have scary gray eyes. Did you know that?" That's when Annabeth punched Percy for the first time. Right in one of his sea green eyes. "OOOOWWWW! What was THAT for?" he whined.

"That was for wrinkling my dress," Annabeth said, looking down a few inches to look at him accusingly. "By the way, my name is Annabeth. And I do not have scary eyes." She stalked off to get back in line, where Percy followed her.

"Sorry," he whispered to her as the music started to play. "I didn't mean to hit you. I was trying to find the other ring."

Annabeth turned to him, raising an eyebrow. "The other ring?" She then noticed the miniature tuxedo Percy was wearing, and the little pillow he was carrying. With one ring on it. She glared at him severely, and said,"You're the ring bearer? And you lost my father's wedding ring?" Pursing her lips, and increasing her glare, she continued in a scarily calm tone. "Find it. Now." Percy nodded, his eyes wide, and scampered off, dropping to his knees to search the floor.

He ended up finding the ring just before the procession started down the aisle. "I found it!" he whispered excitedly in Anabeth's ear as he hurried to catch up to her. She was methodically throwing one flower petal at a time to each side.

"Don't crush the flowers," was her only response, keeping her gaze straight ahead.

"Are you still angry at me?" he asked quizzically.

She stopped for a second, and then continued walking and throwing petals. "I guess not. At least you found the ring in time." They walked in silence for the rest of the march up to the altar. Then they both turned into the first pew on the right, Annabeth smoothing her skirt before sitting down. "Why are you sitting here?" she hissed at Percy. "You're supposed to be on the other side."

"No, my mom said I had to sit with the flower girl. That's you," he argued as the music for the bride's entrance started. Annbeth stood up quickly, then turned to look at Percy with horror.

"You have to stand up for the bride!" she exclaimed.

"Why?" he whined. "I like sitting."

"You better stand up right now, Mr.-"

"You're not the boss of me."

"Yes I am, because I'm smarter than you."

"No you're not."

"Yes I am."

"No you're not."

"Yes I am."

"No you're not."

"Yes I am."

"No you're not."

"Do you know what vacuous means?"

"Vacuum-us?"

"No, vacuous."

"Um... maybe?"

"HAH! You don't know what it means. That means I'm smarter than you."

"Well... I bet you don't know what it means either!"

"Vacuous. Adjective. Meaning having or showing a lack of intelligence or serious thought. Of Latin origin, vacuus. First known use was circa 1660."

"What?"

"It means stupid. Like you, apparently. Haven't you read the dictionary?"

"No..."

"Well that settles it. I'm officially smarter than you."

"Fine."

"Fine." They turned around to see the entire church staring at them. Annabeth's father glared at her, and put his finger to his lips. Annabeth turned to glare at Percy with as much venom as possible as the music started again, and the bride walked up the aisle with no further interruptions.

The priest was starting to announce the vows when Percy leaned over again. "Uh, Annabeth?" She turned to glare at him.

"What now?"

"I don't know what I'm supposed to do with the rings. Or when."

Her eyes widened. "Percy! You were supposed to bring the rings up already! I thought you had!"

"Well... I sorta forgot. What do I do?"

"What do you do?!" she whisper-shouted. "WHAT DO YOU DO?!"

"Yeah! Since you're smarter than me, I figured you'd know what to do."

Taking a deep breath and glancing up at the ceiling once, Annabeth turned to respond to him. "Follow me," she whispered. "And do exactly as I tell you to." Percy nodded, and they both stood up. Annabeth strode to the altar, and dropped into a curtsy. Percy started to curtsy as well, and Annabeth hissed, "NO! You're a boy, so you have to bow! Didn't you know that?" Blushing furiously, he bowed. They both stood up straight and Annabeth stood up as tall as possible. Her tiny frame did not even quiver as she plucked the rings from Percy's hands and turned to hold them out to her father and her future stepmother. "I, Annabeth Chase, present these rings to bind the two of you in holy matrimony." She elbowed Percy, who stuttered,

"I, Annabeth-"

"YOUR NAME IS PERCY," she hissed.

"I, uh, Percy Jackson, say whatever she said, 'cause I don't know what it means."

Huffing exasperatedly, Annabeth grabbed his arm. "Close enough." Turning to face the bewildered priest, she spoke loud and clear. "Thank you, Father. You may continue." She proceeded to drag Percy back to his seat, and the remainder of the ceremony passed uneventfully, other than the odd looks the congregation was giving the duo.

"I pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride," the priest said, and the church erupted in cheers.

"What happened?" Percy mumbled, rubbing his eyes.

Annabeth looked down at the boy sitting on the pew. "Stand up! It's time for the bride and groom to kiss! CLAP!" Percy stood up, and clapped enthusiastically, looking at Annabeth for approval. She rolled her eyes and giggled a bit, causing Percy to break into a huge grin.

Annabeth lowered her umbrella as she entered a Starbucks. Glancing around, she noticed that her long time friend, Piper had not arrived yet. She rolled her eyes. Typical Piper, being late even though she was the one to set up the meeting. Annabeth quickly ordered two coffees and a scone, thanked the cashier, and found a table in the corner. She began to sip her coffee, and pulled out her blueprint notebook from her backpack. Sketching the beginning stages of a blueprint for a new house, she thought about how excited Piper had sounded on the phone. Annabeth had a very good suspicion of why.

A few minutes later, a girl with choppy brown hair and a braid down the side burst through the doors and over to Annabeth's table. Shaking her wet hair like a dog, and gasping for breath, she managed to say, "Sorry I'm late, Annabeth. I... ran into some traffic." She plopped herself down into the armchair next to Annabeth's, dropping her sopping wet bag on the ground. "Have you been waiting long?"

"Not too long," Annabeth smiled at her friend. Piper had obviously just come from her boyfriend's house, as she was smiling more brightly than usual. "What happened?" Annabeth smirked. "Anything new with Jason?"

Piper blushed madly at the mention of her boyfriend. "How did you know?"

"You're smiling like an idiot."

"Gee, thanks for the compliment. But you're right. It's about Jason."

"So..." prompted Annabeth. "What happened?"

"This!" Piper squealed happily, holding out her left hand. A beautiful diamond ring adorned her finger.

Annabeth smiled widely, laughing. "So, he finally proposed?"

"YES!"

"And I'm assuming from the ring that you said yes."

Piper nodded ecstatically, to excited to roll her eyes. "And I want you to be my Maid of Honor."

"Of course! That's what best friends are for. But don't expect to be getting that title any time soon, though. Just know that if I ever ended up getting married, I'd ask the same of you too.'

Piper waved her hand dismissively."Oh, you'll get married soon enough. I know it. But all that matters is you said yes!"

"Actually, it matters more that you said yes."

"STOP BEING LOGICAL AND LET ME BE HAPPY."

"Okay, Piper."

"YAY, you're going to be my Maid of Honor! You'll design the floral archway for me. And the decorations, because I think we're going to have it outside. Maybe we'll even have it at the beach! And don't worry, I'll help you plan my bachelorette party, though, because if you had it your way, you'd hold it in a library and that would be SO boring. We're going to go dress shopping, and you're going to get a beautiful dress too..." Piper continued to ramble on and on about wedding preparations, while Annabeth leaned back in her chair and sipped her coffee. It was going to be a long get together.

Three cups of coffee and a blueprint later, Piper was apologizing for needing to leave, because she was late for a date with her fiancée. Annabeth shook her head as she watched her friend run out into the pouring rain. She was glad that Jason had finally proposed. He and Piper had been in a serious relationship for three years, and friends for even longer. It took long enough for him to ask her to prom, let alone consider marriage. Annabeth smiled at the memory of the stuttering, tuxedo-clad Jason presenting a corsage to the make-up-faced-and-formal-dress-wearing Piper on prom night. Remembering Piper's floor length gown filled Annabeth's mind with unbidden memories of the first time she wore a formal dress. She was sixteen, so it wasn't too fancy; just a simple sleeveless, sea green dress.

It was the second wedding she had to share with Percy time, his mother was getting married to one of Annabeth's favorite teachers, Paul Blofis. Percy's mother always insisted that Annabeth should call her Sally. Since she and Paul did not have very many close friends, they decided to have Percy and Annabeth be their sole bridesmaid and groomsman respectively, as they were so adorable together when they were four. Which, to Annabeth's dismay, meant that she had to sit with Percy again.

At least this time Percy behaved well during the ceremony, obviously having practiced before hand. Anabeth noted that he did not appear to have gained any maturity over the years. She decided to give him a chance at redemption at the reception was held under a large tent in a meadow near a forest, and it was perfect weather. Annabeth had just sat down at her assigned seat at table one, and noticed that Percy Jackson was to be seated next to her. She sighed as he came and sat down next to her. "Hi!" he said to her, smiling. "Do you remember me? I think I pushed you over."

She smirked at him. "Last time I saw you, I punched you in the eye. Remember that?"

"Yeah. That was not fun. I had a black eye for days!" He paused for a minute. "You know, you still have very scary eyes." Annabeth began to glare at him, and he cowered back in his seat. "But they're only scary if you glare at me!" he added. Annabeth rolled her eyes and laughed. "Do you want to dance?" he asked, fidgeting in his seat.

"Sure, why not?" she said. When they got onto the dance floor a waltz was being played. Apparently Percy had not practiced for this, though, as he proceeded to trample all over Annabeth's toes. Halfway through the dance, he sheepishly apologized, saying, "Sorry about that. I'm... not really that good at dancing. Do you want to take a walk?" Annabeth decided that anything was better than getting her toes mauled, so she agreed.

They walked next to each other in silence. Annabeth pointed out a lantern-lit pathway along the edge of the woods, and they strolled along it. "It was a beautiful wedding. I'm glad that you didn't curtsy this time. Or lose the rings," Annabeth said accusingly.

"It wasn't my fault!" Percy exclaimed.

"Was too."

"Was not."

"Was too."

"Was not."

"It was your job to hold them, so therefore it was completely and utterly your fault!" Annabeth waved her finger in his face. The glow of the lanterns around them created an almost halo on Percy's wavy black hair. Annabeth noticed that they had been getting closer and closer during their argument, and took a step back. Percy stepped forward, and poked a blonde ringlet that had fallen out of her bun. "I like your hair," he said. He tugged on it gently. "It's bouncy!" he exclaimed in delight. He proceeded to tug on it again and again, when Annabeth started to shoot daggers at him with her eyes. "AH! Your glare looks even scarier in the candlelight!" he said, his hand dropping to his side.

"Thank you," she responded tersely. All of a sudden, Percy took a step forward, leaned in, and kissed her right on the mouth. Annabeth jumped back, shock written across her face.

"Sorry," Percy said, smiling sheepishly. "I wanted to see if your eyes could look even scarier!" He smiled widely, with all the innocence of a toddler on his face. And that marked the second time Annabeth punched Percy in the eye.

She hadn't seen Percy Jackson since that night. Annabeth wiped her eyes. It was the rain that had gotten on her face, she tried to convince herself. She couldn't still be angry about one kiss that happened eight years ago. She was now a self-sufficient twenty-four year old with a job at a prestigious architecture company. The obnoxious Percy Jackson was a long gone memory; someone she would never have to see again, she thought to herself as she rode the elevator up to her apartment.

What she didn't know was just how wrong she was.

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