This story randomly came to me and I sat down and started writing. Three hours later i looked at my page count and Wa-La i suddenly had twenty one pages of it. Hope you like.
My buds and I were hanging around town after a long day out in the field. We all work as a part of the marine biologist group in the military. We dive and take samples of the water the sea floor and blood samples of certain sea mammals. My name is Perseus Jackson and man has my life sucked.
Well, I found out my dad was a god at age twelve. Lots of crap happened after that and kept getting worst. When I finally thought I had the girl of my dreams a war happened and we won. I got an offer to be immortal and turned it down to be with a girl I thought I had fallen in love with. We were together for six months and then broke up.
Now, I am twenty-two. I thought life was going good ever since I left that dumb camp. They treated us like we were supposed to die at any moment and the head of the camp wanted us all to die because we were annoyances. We probably were. I realized how bad all sixteen year olds were. I had kicked them all out of my site one day with one swipe of a mini tsunami. They didn't get too hurt. Plus, no one could trace it back to me except for the gods themselves.
So, back to my buds and I. Well, we were headed into a club. It wasn't just any club either. One half was a sensible bar where we could throw back a couple of shots and make us crazy enough to go to the other side that was a pleasure island.
We went in and sat down at the bar on the sensible side. We sat there throwing back shot after shot. Stan was getting a little tipsy already. I had to stop because technically I was the driver of the night. We had taken my car and I was not letting one of my dope headed friends drive my beautiful Hummer.
I sat there watching them as they went over to some of the waitresses in short dresses and tried to get some digits. I laughed as Stan got punched and Bill fell down trying to walk back to his chair.
I watched as one girl exited the paradise side tying her robe into place. She had on make-up and glitter on her cheeks that made her look sweaty. Her hair was curly and hung just past her neck. Her eyes were hidden behind her hand as she dashed into a dressing room to get some clothes.
"Hey Percy, I think that chick was hot." Stan slurred his words tumbling back from being punched by yet another waitress.
"Nah dip Stan, she was one of the strippers. Of course she was hot." I rolled my eyes and watched the dressing room door. I want to see this "chick's" eyes.
"…yea" Bill burped before his one word taking a seat next to me.
The girl emerged from the dressing room in a low cut v-neck. She walked over to a waitress obviously ordering something strong as she took a seat. She turned her head sideways and kept her eyes open for a split second before closing them and sighing. She shook her head and placed her elbows on the bar. The waitress set down a glass that looked fruity with an umbrella and a cherry on top.
Her eyes though. That's what I was stuck on. For that split second I had seen of those perfect eyes I had seen grey. The grey I knew all too well. The girl that had left me behind and broken my heart for so long had those same grey eyes. Those eyes that had seemed so wise now seemed utterly helpless. I walked over to her setting a hand on her shoulder and taking a seat next to her.
"Sir, I don't care how good you are, I'm off the clock." She sighed not daring to look at me.
"Sorry ma'am; I just had to come and talk to you." I said calmly not moving my hand from her back.
A heavy hand came down on my shoulder that slipped away instantly. "Percy, how drunk are you? You don't have a chance with her."
"Go away Bill." I spat.
"Percy?" The grey eyes met mine again making my heart jump. It was her. Annabeth Chase was sitting before me. I couldn't help but notice the way her eyes looked like they were analyzing every way to make me suffer. As the daughter of Athena she looked like that all the time.
"Hey Wise Girl, what are you doing here as a stripper?" It slipped out. I hadn't meant to say it right then or like that at all.
"Can we not talk about this right now?" She muttered taking a sip of her drink. I could smell the extra vodka that had been added.
"You could go back to Percy's with us." Stan showed up on her other side.
"Oh my gods, Rayman, I'm out of here. Don't call me tonight." She shouted to a guy behind the bar.
She got up from the bar and headed for the door. As she walked out a guy handed her a roll of bills. She counted through it within seconds and was gone. I turned around to Bill and punched him. He fell off the barstool. I punched Stan too, but he was standing and fell on top of one of the waitresses. He didn't look too mad about it either.
"Find yourselves a ride home. I'm leaving." I said not really to either of them. But, I got up from my seat leaving them behind as I exited the bar. I ran to my Hummer and cranked the engine. "Please, don't let her be gone. Please," I muttered pulling out of the parking lot.
It took my all of two minutes of slow driving to find her. She was wrapped in a trench coat walking in the cold drizzle of the chill night. I honked once scaring her half to death. I flashed my lights once then twice and pulled over. The wet soggy ground mashed under my feet as I jumped from the elevated car.
"Annabeth, please wait," I ran after her. She was a good twenty yards away. "Just let me drive you home."
"Percy, go away," Her voice quivered making her seem like she was crying. "I don't want to talk about it."
"Annabeth please," I had a grip around her wrist holding her in place.
She swiveled on her heel to face me. Her face was wet, but you could see the tear stains on her cheeks. "Percy, there is no where to drive me. I live in a homeless shelter."
"Then, come to my place. Let me help you Annabeth." I grabbed her other wrist holding her in place as she tried to turn away.
"Every time I here that sentence come out of guys' mouths I end up hurt. So, I'm not going to take that offer again." She said bowing her head out of the rain that was now coming.
"You know me though. I'm different, and you know that." I pleaded letting go one of her wrist to lift her chin to face me.
"You broke my heart Percy. I can't trust you again."
"You broke up with me Annabeth; it wasn't the other way around."
"You let me Percy. You're the one who didn't come after me. I thought you had loved me and then you didn't even bother to try and chase me down." She shook my hand away and just stared at her shoes again. "It ripped me apart Percy. I let myself go, and now look where it got me."
"Annabeth, I thought it's what you wanted. I let you go because I wanted you to be happy." I explained bending my knees to be at eye level with her.
"You always were a hopeless romantic Percy." She laughed as I wiped her tears away with my thumb.
"Annabeth, I'm asking you as a friend. Do you need a place to stay tonight?" I said standing back to full height.
"Yes Seaweed Brain, I need a place to stay tonight." She laughed stepping closer to me.
I backed away automatically making sure to put extra distance between us. I walked toward my car opening my passenger car door just as Annabeth was about to climb in. She kissed my cheek as she climbed up and said her thanks.
I walked over to my side quickly. I cranked up the heater to make sure no one got too cold. Annabeth buckled her seatbelt and turned slightly my way. She smiled widely tears still trickling down her cheeks.
I attempted to keep my eyes off of her as I was driving. She had taken off the coat that had covered the low cut shirt and the skinny jeans that I could now see. We stopped as one light and she leaned over the center console. She put her hand on my thigh, the tips of her fingers brushing the inside of my leg as she said thank you once again. My voice cracked when I answered, but I considered it an accomplishment to even get a word out.
When we got to my place she jumped out of her side heading up toward the building steps. I closed my door and locked the doors. The door man to my building came and opened the door when he saw me, handing me an extra key to my room to give to my guest. I elbowed him as he winked at me. He had obviously been down to the bar before.
Annabeth and I walked into the elevator. I slipped my key card into a slot on the elevator wall. The elevator climbed higher up the building as Annabeth pressed her self against me.
"Annabeth, you're awfully close to me." I muttered making sure I didn't move my lips. The door man had a camera in here. He had put it in to catch a man cheating on his wife and the doorman could read lips.
"Sorry, the elevator and the keycard reminded me a lot of other times." She said not even bothering to hide her words.
Ding! Sweet freedom, we climbed from the elevator and into my penthouse. I sighed in relief as I noticed that the maid wasn't in. I had had a fling with the maid once and I didn't need her here nagging me about how much of a ladies man I was. So what if I was voted hottest guy in high school at age eighteen? So what if I was up in the polls for sexiest man along with other stars? So what if I had a perfect pack of abs and muscular arms that weren't bulky? So what if I found out all this from one of the secretaries at my office after a night of filled activities?
"Hello Mr. Jackson. Welcome home. Hello Mr. Jackson's guest." The computerized voice greeted me as I hung my coat. The year is 2020 so advances in technology were inevitable.
"Annabeth Chase, PAC" I told the computer.
"PAC?" Annabeth asked looking for the speakers.
"Personal Assistant Computer," I explained walking toward the kitchen.
"Oh," Annabeth plopped down on the couch picking up the first DVD box she could touch and read the back. No one knew, but as half-bloods got older their ADHD and dyslexia calmed down. It was easy for us to read English and sit still. Battle reflexes came into play when there was use for them.
"What do you want to eat Annabeth? I've got everything; I think." I said checking the fridge and then the pantry. My personal shopper had already been here. Ok, so here it is, on the side I am a small actor. I get a lot of work. I even worked in one of my own movies when I had just gotten started. Don't worry I wasn't Percy Jackson; I was too old to play myself. I played the one guy that's name escapes me he turned out to be Daedalus. That was fun. I got good payment for that job. But, I have been doing a lot of work, so I'm kind of rich.
"I would like some… burgers! I want a good home cooked burger. I haven't had those since I last stayed in LA." She said rather excited that I had everything in my penthouse.
"Do you want some French fries with it?" I wondered pulling a pack of Bubba Burgers from the freezer starting up the counter top grill.
"I would love it!" She said gleefully. "PAC, can you start this movie for me?" Annabeth said kind of quiet not sure if she was doing it right.
"Yes, Ms. Chase, you would like me to start the movie Speed."
"Yes PAC; thank you." Annabeth was still a little shy talking to my house.
The TV switched on and the movie menu came up. Annabeth said, "Play" and the movie started on its way. I walked around the kitchen trying to remember were I put the fryer.
"PAC did I put the fryer in the hidden wall compartments?" I wondered quietly as Annabeth got into her movie.
"Yes sir, Mr. Jackson. Would you like me to expose it?" PAC answered just as quietly following my lead.
"Yes PAC, put it on the counter by the grill please."
"Yes sir" The fryer popped up out of the counter right next to the grill. I said thank you quietly and headed over with my frozen bag of fries. I started them up quickly and then headed back to the burgers.
Once they were finished I got them on the buns and set them down on the coffee table. Annabeth was so into her movie holding onto a throw pillow and leaning forward. I set down her burger and fries along with a root beer. I leaned back in my seat and placed the food on my chest as I ate.
"Not under fifty!" Annabeth shouted rocking in her seat.
"Ms. Chase, I could tell you the outcome of the movie. It is, after all, one of Mr. Jackson's favorite." PAC's voice came over again.
"No PAC, be quiet." I hissed. I did love this movie, but come on you can't just give out the ending. She didn't answer so I took it she understood. "Annabeth food…" I said hinting that there was a plate of food that was slowly getting cold.
"Thanks Perce." She picked up the plate and munched down on fries and the burger. In no time, it was gone. She set down the plate and went back to rocking in her seat. "That was good." She muttered watching as the main character went under the bus to try and disconnect the bomb.
I picked up her plate and took both ours over to the sink. PAC ran the water and I squirt the soap in to let them sit. So, the one thing I didn't have in my penthouse was a dishwasher, but there is only one person that actually lives here; there's no point.
"PAC, when she goes to bed, turn the TV off. Then, you can shut down for the night. I'll turn you on manually tomorrow. Make sure you still have all dormant firewalls up." I said about to leave the kitchen section of my main room.
"Yes Mr. Jackson; good night sir." I could hear part of her system shut down at the main panel and I smiled. She knew the rooms I wouldn't be using before bed.
I walked back to the couch as Annabeth still was caught up in the movie. I said my goodnight quietly before heading toward my bedroom. The kitchen shut down as I went up the small couple steps to my master suite.
My master suite had been painted a soft green at my mom's request. The bed was white as the grains of sand on my favorite beach. The window looked over Manhattan. I went into the bathroom and changed into my pajamas. Ok my pajama pants. I never really wore a shirt. Why? I don't know, but it was comfortable. I came back out and slid into my bed. The comforter was light on top of me as PAC turned off the lights and then shut down in my bedroom.
I prayed to the gods for a dreamless sleep and then shut my eyes.
All i can say is tell me what you think. Obviously, Annabeth is OOC because she is supposed to be that way. Don't say that in your comment, please and thank you. Also, tell me if i sound like a dude because i'm a chick haha.
Sincerely,
wisegirlindisguise