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I; Sorry for the Frisbee.

Inhaling the fresh morning air, Annabeth thought, this is a really good morning, and I finally have my life back on track. I'm going to eat a healthy breakfast after this and be completely productive for the rest of the day.

She was having a good morning. You know, those kinds where you just woke up, get dressed, and thought, hey, maybe I can be productive for once. I don't know how that felt like, but Annabeth do. She's having that kind of morning right now.

She jogs around the park, with Fall Out Boy blasting from her earphone. She sees kids laughing and playing with each other, adults talking and having a good day, birds flying above her head, a few dogs being playful, flowers blooming, and blue sky to top it all. It was a good morning, until…

Until someone accidentally hits her head with a Frisbee. "Sorry!" She hears someone shouts in the distance. She decided to move on and continue having a great day. Normally, she'd curse whoever it is, but she feels like forgiving and moving on, so there she goes.

After a lap, she decided to stop and sit for a while. She bought a bottle of water, and drink it. And wiping the beads of sweat on her forehead, which results to looking like something you see on a energetic drink commercial.

She sighs and smiles to herself. What a good d-

Dog. A dog just slapped her face with its fluffy tail, trying his best to catch the Frisbee – the same goddamn Frisbee – that thankfully ran over her head.

It's a dog. He doesn't know shit. I must forgive him. She thought, and deciding to move forward and start jogging again, when the goddamn Frisbee was thrown into her direction again.

Her perfect day isn't so perfect now, now that some mindless fool decided to not looking at where he should throw his Frisbee to. Isn't so perfect now, because a goddamn yellow Frisbee was interrupting her sunshine and perfect blue sky! Unfair. For once, can't she have a nice and calm day?

"Hey, Mister!" She shouts, with face filled with rage. Everyone stops what they were doing to see who shouted and ruins their perfect day. She look down and see a fluffy white little dog, and feel apologetic for him. She couldn't blame him for playing innocently with his Frisbee, but she could blame his owner. "Lead me to your owner, boy." She speaks. The dog barks playfully, and as if he understood her, he lead her to his owner.

Annabeth followed the dog, and found out that his master is – erm – rather attractive. He pets his dog, and turn around, staring at her with his green eyes. "We're sorry!" He said.

"We're sorry? You're sorry! Don't bring the dog into this!" She raged. "Do you have any idea how hard your Frisbee hits me?" She asked.

"No." The green eyes dude answered shortly, which only angered Annabeth more for some reason. "Do you want me to demonstrate it to you?" She said.

"No!" He responded. "We're – erm – me – I mean, I! I'm sorry for the inconvenience!" He said. Annabeth nodded. "Thank you. But now you killed my mood to jog." She said.

"What about a walk?" He offered. "No thanks. I'm off to have my breakfast." Annabeth replied shortly, but the guy caught her hand. "At least let me make it up to you?" He asked. "I'll buy your breakfast! Where'd you wanna go, McDonalds?"

Annabeth's plan to eat a healthy breakfast vanished at the thought of McDonalds French fries. Who could resist? She could for a long time, but not anymore now. I can eat healthy food tomorrow, she thought.

"Sure. McDonalds sounds good."

Author's note: Hi, and thanks for reading my story! This is just the beginning, so forgive me if this chapter was short. I promise the upcoming chapters would be longer. I hope you enjoyed it! Follows, favorites and reviews are nice and appreciated! Oh, and if you like The Hunger Games series by Suzanne Collins, you can check out my story, A Trident and An Arrow. Again, thanks for reading my story and have a good day!