**PLEASE READ: This fanfic is an AU (alternate universe). THIS FANFIC IS AN AU. I'm tired of people saying characters are OOC, but this book is meant to be AU. Also, I would NEVER IN MY LIFE split Percy and Annabeth apart (bc I'm a hard Percabeth fan). Truth is, Percabeth has gone through a lot to be where they are in the series, and Percabeth will go through a lot in this Fanfic. BUT THIS FANFIC IS PERCABETH IN THE END BC I AM A PERCABETH FAN, so please don't hate on 100 Day's Percy. He's really nice in the end, I promise. :)**

Peace and enjoy.

What if they were normal people? There would be no monsters, no magic, and no superpowers. And what if there was one thing that remained the same? Love.

June 8, 2017.

Annabeth Chase couldn't be any more beautiful. Her gorgeous, blonde locks were tied into a French updo with several colorful clips holding it up. A thin, white veil covered her shiny hair, and it complemented her white, shimmering gown. Her makeup was perfectly done, from foundation to mascara.

Today was the day she would get married to Percy Jackson.

As Annabeth looked at herself in the mirror, she realized how much she was shaking. Whether she was nervous or excited, it didn't matter. Today was her special day.

Annabeth's makeup artist went up to her again and dabbed more foundation onto her cheeks, although it already seemed perfect. "There we go," the stylist said.

Annabeth heard knocks at the door. "Open it, please," she ordered. The stylist did as she was told, and revealed Percy Jackson. He was breathtaking. He was dressed in a well-ironed black suit that matched well with his black hair that was gelled back. He didn't smile, which created his mysterious, sexy aura.

He glanced at Annabeth with his green eyes before returning his gaze back at the stylist. "I have to privately talk to Annabeth," he told the stylist. She nodded and exited the room, leaving Percy and Annabeth alone.

Annabeth smiled at the sight of her soon-to-be husband. "Hey, Percy! I've been. . ." Her voice trailed off when she saw the serious look in his face. Something was wrong.

"What. . .happened?" Annabeth cautiously asked.

"Why do you think I'm marrying you?"

He was right. They barely knew each other, yet he suddenly proposed to her last month. Annabeth liked Percy. After all, he had great looks and her father told her that Percy was a very respectful and well-mannered man. Percy liked her back. . .right?

Percy sighed. "I work under your father's company. I'm pretty sure you know that. Your father provides me great pay for me to support my mom and I after my own father died. I owe your father everything, and I promised your father I'll do anything for him. He told me that you really liked me and that it would be amazing if I married you. So when your father asked me to marry you, I agreed."

Annabeth gulped. So Percy doesn't like her or even love her.

"File a divorce after a hundred days," he said sternly.

"W-what? We're going to be married though. We can become great friends though, right?"

"File a divorce. Besides, I can't like you."

Her voice became shaky. "W-why not?"

"I'm dating someone."

I heard Dad heartily laughing at the driver seat. 'Today is the day I'm bringing my daughter to her own house!"

It was a week since I married Percy Jackson. I really don't know how to feel about my father. He decided that it was about time for his daughter and his son-in-law to have their own house. It was no problem for him; he owned a fifth of San Francisco's buildings so finding the perfect house was easy. Except, I didn't want to be stuck with him. That's right. I didn't want to be in the same house as Percy Jackson.

"Aren't you excited?" Dad asked us, who were sitting at the back seat.

"Mr. Chase, you're the best," Percy exclaimed with a wide smile.

"Hey," my dad started. "Percy, I told you not to call me Mr. Chase anymore! You're married to Annabeth. Calling me 'Dad' is just fine. We're family now."

I saw Percy smile. "Alright, alright. But when we're at work, you're my boss. How does that sound?"

My father, Frederick Chase, is the Chase World's CEO, and Percy, though twenty-three, was the already chief advertisement manager. Me? I'm simply an office worker of Chase World even though my dad owns the entire company. That's a good thing. Otherwise I would have to see that idiot's face everyday at meetings.

My dad was laughing again. "Ah, Percy. You're definitely the most charming. No wonder Annabeth loves you."

I sneered. Percy Jackson's looks were simply a mask that covered his dark secrets. If only my dad knew how different Percy acts towards my father compared to how he treated me. But I wouldn't dare tell Dad. I would rather have Dad think that I'm happy with Percy than have him know the truth.

Percy Jackson has a girlfriend. Percy Jackson's also married to me. That. . .that stupid seaweed brain.

"Annabeth," I heard my dad call.

"Hm?"

"What would you think of going on a honeymoon with Percy?"

"A what?"

"Honeymoon," Mr. Chase answered. "Don't you kids hear of that anymore? It's a vacation! Where'd you wanna go? Hawai'i? Los Angeles? Or do you want to go out of the U.S., like Paris or maybe Thailand?"

I gave Percy that look. He turned around and I saw his look of disapproval. Fine, whatever he wants. "Nah, it's okay. Besides, we both know Chase World will be busy especially now that summer's arriving."

"Aw, Annabeth. But it's supposed to be a honeymoon. You two are supposed to cuddle and do whatever newlyweds do."

I felt my cheeks warm up. I couldn't imagine going on some romantic vacation with that kid.

"Annabeth," my dad continued. "Aren't you so lucky to be married to Percy? I remember last year when you used to tell me how good looking Percy is."

My cheeks heated even further. He was right. Percy is handsome. He's tall, has jet-black hair, and the largest sea-green eyes. If only his beauty matched his personality.

"So, Annabeth, how does the honeymoon sound?"

"I said it's fine. Really, it is."

"Okay, if you say so."

I sighed in relief.

"But, if you ever change your mind, give me a call."

"Sure, Dad."

The rest of the drive remained in silence and I watched the car drive up another San Francisco hill. Soon, the car stopped in front of a large, white building that was surrounded by tall, black gates. I stared at the building. It was much larger than the one I grew up in. There were two floors, a balcony, and several flowerbeds.

I turned to Percy. He looked much more shocked than I am. I couldn't blame him. Dad told me that Percy came from a poor background and he was basically his family's only source of income . Percy didn't have much of a family either. His father left before he was even born, and he grew up with his mother. His mother raised him by working small jobs, and the jobs barely provided enough pay to rent a small apartment. I only saw my mother-in-law, Sally Jackson, once, and that was the wedding day. She lives in New York, but Percy would provide a generous amount of income to his mom.

Percy was a sweet son and son-in-law. But husband?

"C'mon Annabeth."

I turned around to see Percy. "What ya waiting for?" He got off the car and he went to the trunk to help my dad with the luggage we brought over. I got off and followed him. "Anything you guys need?"

Dad handed me a bunch of keys. "Go open the gates and the front door."

I nodded and ran to the looming gates. After I unlocked it, I ran through the front yard and to the front door of the house. "Dad!" I shouted as I looked back. He and Percy were dragging the luggage across the floor.

"What?" he shouted back.

"I want you to open the door," I said with a smile. I ran to his side and took two suitcases for myself, allowing my father to walk much faster. I handed him the keys when we reached the door. My dad took the keys from me. "All the furniture was in since last week, and now the luggage is here. Ready?"

"Yeah."

He opened the door to reveal a large, spacious living room. It was well furnished and decorated, and a sparkling chandelier hung at the middle of the ceiling.

"Woah." The word had escaped my mouth. I was most excited to see my own bedroom! And I would be sharing it with Percy, which meant I could see his hot body everyday.

"Move," I heard a voice whisper behind my ear. When I registered that rude voice, I knew it was no one else other than Percy. If he was going to be like this everyday, I take back what said. I don't even want to share the same room as him.

I moved aside and I saw Percy roll several more suitcases into the living room.

"Alright, that seems about it," my dad said as he saw Percy walk in. "Well, I'll leave you two to unpack. I have to go home before your mom calls me."

I shot my dad a look. "I told you not to call her my mom! She's my stepmother," I corrected.

I was infuriated. I hated when my dad called my stepmother my own mother. My biological mother went missing, much like Percy's dad, so I grew up with a stepmother and two half-brothers. My stepmother treats me like shit. I hate her. Sadly, I don't even know how my real mom looks like, and I wish I did.

My dad innocently held up his hands. "Sorry." But I knew he never meant it. He would keep on calling my stepmother my own mother no matter how many times I corrected him.

My dad quickened his pace out the door. "Laters," he said and left.

I sighed and turned to the bags of clothes and shoes and sheets. I heard footsteps approach.

"Yo. Annabeth." It was that Mr. Optimism again.

"What?" I asked. I saw him gesture me to follow him, so I did. He led me out of the living room with the stairs and took me to the second floor. The second floor, was basically a hallway leading to many different rooms, though I couldn't possibly think of why so many rooms existed.

"That's the main bedroom," Percy said, pointing to the furniture door right beside us. "I went inside already. There's a TV, a connected bathroom, a king sized bed. . .yeah basically everything you need. That's your room."

I raised an eyebrow. "Then what about you?"

He pointed at another door, the farthest from the main bedroom. "That's mine."

"What?"

"Just because we're married doesn't mean I'll be sleeping in the same room as you. I'll only be in your room if someone comes by. Got it?" He pulled out his phones and started texting.

I guess there was nothing to stop him. "Alright."

"Yo," he called.

"Hm?"

"Imma go out and buy some groceries for dinner." He walked into his room and returned with his jacket.

I frowned. "How do you even know where the stores are?"

He pointed outside. "I saw it when we were driving. It's only a five minute walk. When Mr. Chase, I mean Dad, brings my car over, I'll drive there instead." He didn't even wait for my 'okay' and started walking down the stairs.

"Perseus Jackson!" I called. It was the first time I called him by his full name, and it felt weird.

"What?" he shouted back.

"N-nothing." I could imagine him rolling his eyes at me again before a click sounded as he closed the front door.

I sighed. Whatever. I started walking towards my room, but I stopped when I heard loud rings sounding from Percy's room. He must've left his phone in his ruin when he went to get his jacket. That stupid kid.

I walked into my room, and sure enough, Percy's description was right. There was everything to need in a room already prepared. I walked around the room several times, exploring the cabinets and the closets. I sat down and turned on the TV to surf through the channels. I even turned on the computer at the end of the room, and when I was bored, I stared at San Francisco Bay through the glass door that led to the balcony.

Ding! Ding! I rolled my eyes. Percy's phone was still receiving messages. I ran to his room, determined to silence the device. But when I picked up the phone, I wish I didn't.

Michelle:

6:56 babeeeee where are you.

6:56 babe pick me up I miss u.

6:58 where r u

6:59 why arent u replying :(

7:01 babeeee

7:02 percyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy ah

7:04 ill see u later if i can find ur new place bb :)

**ONCE AGAIN: This fanfic is an AU (alternate universe). THIS FANFIC IS AN AU. I'm tired of people saying characters are OOC, but this book is meant to be AU. Also, I would NEVER IN MY LIFE split Percy and Annabeth apart (bc I'm a hard Percabeth fan). Truth is, Percabeth has gone through a lot to be where they are in the series, and Percabeth will go through a lot in this Fanfic. BUT THIS FANFIC IS PERCABETH IN THE END BC I AM A PERCABETH FAN, so please don't hate on 100 Day's Percy. He's really nice in the end, I promise. :)**

Peace and enjoy. Comments, questions, and critiques are super, duper welcomed by me, and you might even see me reply back! Hehe. ~jiminjamms