AN: Hellooo! This is just a little idea I dreamt up in Social Studies, so it might seem weird, or random. I thought and thought of how to write it so it makes sense, and I ended up with this...hehe. I don't know if anyone else has written this kind of one-shot, 'cuz I didn't really look it up, but I'm posting this anyway, because I feel like it. So please don't review saying that "so-and-so" has done this story already, and I'm copying his or her idea. I don't wanna hear it. No hard feelings. 3

P.S: It does switch PoV's for people who want to know.

Aphrodite: Oh, and she doesn't own Percy Jackson and the Olympians. That means she doesn't own me! Which means, I can play with her love life all the time! Yay! Now hold my mirror higher!

Me: Oh dear...on with the story *sigh...*

Mt. Olympus

Aphrodite PoV

"Percy! Chin up, stay stiff, concentrate, aim, and then shoot!" Annabeth screamed to Percy. She was helping Percy with his failing archery skills, and he just won't get it right.

"And he never will," I said aloud, watching them, live on Heph-TV. "Why don't they get it? They are perfect for each other! Hmmph, looks like, yet again, I have to step in. But what should it be this time?"

I thought and thought, until while re-applying my eye-shadow, I got it. I smirked. This is going to be fun.

Camp Half Blood

Annabeth PoV

I watched Percy from the sidelines, my hands on my hips, watching his every move. Huh, he still doesn't have his back straight!

"Percy! Back straight! How many ti-" I was cut off.

"Sorry, sorry, okay," he straightened his back. "Happy?" he smiled his goofy grin. I rolled my eyes.

"Try again," I huffed. His smile broadened. He's an epic failure! I stomped towards him.

"No, no, no, Percy, like this, and oh! Fix this!" I chided. I was standing next to him, and was re-adjusting his posture for the umpteenth time. I took a whiff of the air, and brought in the minty smell of Percy's cologne. I closed my eyes taking it in.

"Annabeth? Are you okay?" I heard Percy say cautiously.

"Hmmm?" I mumbled. Then I shot open my eyes, and started to walk away in embarrassment. Then I felt a little tug on my foot. Tug, tug. I looked down. The shoelace of my black Converse and the shoelace of Percy's black Vans were tied together in a very complicated knot. What?

"Okay, who did this? Never mind, lemme see what I can do," Percy said. He knelt down, and fumbled around with the knot a bit. Tick tock, tick tock...

"Oh! Forget it! Let me try!" I cried out in exasperation. I bent down, and started picking at the laces, not realizing that he refused to give up. Our hands met, and I blushed and immediately shied away. Percy cleared his throat and stood up. Leave it up to him to ruin the moment. I kept my eyes down, still working at the knot.

"Damn! Why is this not opening! Ugh!" I yelled out loud.

"I guess we're, uh, stuck together for a while, so let's keep, uh, training," Percy suggested. I sighed.

Percy PoV

I really had no clue what was going on. One second Annabeth was yelling at me, the next second, our shoes are stuck together. Then, our hands meet, and I, being the clumsy one, ruined the moment. Now, Annabeth's screaming and yelling about how she doesn't want to be walking around all day stuck to a guy. It's as if I'm some kind of disease or something. Hello! I have feelings too ya know! Anyways, now she's dragging me towards the dining pavilion, so she can eat a popsicle. My heart sank, because there was Chiron, ready to reprimand us. Apparently, one of the Aphrodite kids saw what happened, and dutifully (note the sarcasm) reported it to Chiron. Pshh, as if. I bet she was the one who got us into this mess.

"Percy, Annabeth, may I ask why your shoes are tied together in a rather complicated knot?" Chiron inquired. I shook my head. Annabeth sighed.

"Ask Percy," she mumbled. Oh yeah, great. Let's all put the blame on Percy! What do I say? I started stuttering, and spluttering, but we ended up getting nowhere. Chiron stood there patiently, his eyes darting between Annabeth and I. Finally Annabeth spoke up.

"I was helping Percy with his fail archery, and then magically our shoelaces, er, tied together," she mumbled. I nodded earnestly. Annabeth rolled her eyes.

"I see...well, right now we can't do anything. Grab your popsicle, and then shoo," Chiron sighed. We turned around with great difficulty, and went over to the volleyball courts. Lots of people snickered as we walked by, Annabeth buried her head in her hands in shame, and I told the twerps to back off. The worst was when Grover came by.

"Oh man, guys, what were you two up to?" he asked, biting back a laugh.

"I don't want to talk about it," I shot at him.

"Ohhh, Percy, you weren't, ya know," he rolled his hands in a circular motion as if I knew what he was trying to say. I did.

"Grover! You perv! No way! What made you think that?" I yelled, my face beet red. Grover laughed and ran away. Oh boy...

Annabeth PoV

Today is officially the worst and best day of my life. Worst because I'm tied to Percy. Best because I'm tied to Percy. Don't get it? Lemme explain. I love him. I mean, l-o-v-e love him. Since our first quest together, I started having feelings, I didn't understand it then, I thought it was just the brotherly love I had with, ahemm, Luke. But then, over the years, it grew stronger. Now, at age 15, it grew from a feeling, to a crush, to a like, to a love. And I'm never sure if he likes me back. Sometimes he's a gentleman, and my hopes rise, then he's just a big, muscular meanie, and I lose hope. Lotsa Aphrodite kids, who have nothing else to do in their candy-coated life, are always giggling and flirting with him, and I get really annoyed. But I've learned to live with it. Percy's just that kinda guy. But now, when we're, well, tied together, this new hope surged through me like wildfire. And then Grover came along with his little theory...sigh. Not that this doesn't have downsides, 'cuz let me tell you, it most certainly does. He keeps tripping, stumbling, oh, and did I mention STEPPING ON MY FOOT! Sheesh, even the greatest of heroes, are the clumsiest of heroes. I cast him a dark look, when he stumbled on my foot again. He "sincerely" apologized, and then he spotted our gothic buddy, Nico di Angelo. He tried running over to him, and then remembered me. He looked at, his eyes begging forgiveness. I groaned, and walked with Percy over to Nico. Nico burst into laughter.

"You know what? I feel like a clown, with everyone laughing at me," I yelled, over Nico's giggles. Nico tried to stifle his laughter, but occasional giggles still came out. I glared at him. He shut up.

"So what exactly, er, happened?" Nico asked innocently.

"Don't ask," Percy muttered, his face bright red. Nico smoothed his baggy skull, and cross bones shirt, which hung on his skinny 13-year old body. He was also wearing ripped black jeans, and black Converse.

"Okay," he gave up. Then the lunch bell rang.

Percy PoV

I'm. Dead. Meat. If I sit at Athena's table, with all of Annabeth's siblings, Athena will kill me. If I let Annabeth sit with me, at Poseidon's table, Poseidon will kill me. If I don't sit there at all, Chiron will kill me. Oh gods. What if I talk to Chiron? Surely he will understand my predicament. I started walking towards Chiron, and then I remembered Annabeth. Crap. She shot me a mean look, and rolled her eyes. And then I started staring at her. I don't know what came over me, but I just stared and took in all of her features. Her soft, blonde hair, tied in a neat high ponytail, her side bangs, flitting in the wind, her stormy gray eyes, her soft porcelain skin, her ruby red lips. The way her grey Aeropostale top clung to her, showing off her slim body and well toned muscles (mine are better though, just sayin'), her small fragile hands resting impatiently on her hips, her dark blue skinny jeans covering her slim legs, her black Converse, dirty, and worn out, and last of all, our tied shoelaces. Was it just me, or was the knot in the shape of a heart? I shook my head, trying to clear my thoughts. Annabeth cleared her throat and looked at me expectantly. I blushed, and we walked over to Chiron, my hands clasped together behind my back, sweaty with embarrassment.

"Chiron? Um, well, where do we sit?" I asked stupidly. Chiron sighed.

"As it does not seem fit for either of you to sit at your own table, you two can, well, have a picnic together, all by yourselves, maybe by the beach if you wish," Chiron suggested. Annabeth's face lit up, I blushed a deeper red. We walked over to the buffet, and picked out what we wanted to eat. Pizza and barbeque for me, and Annabeth picked a turkey sandwich, and a slice of cake. We grabbed our goblets, gave our offerings to the gods, and headed over to the beach. Behind me, I heard a few Aphrodite girls giggling, and sighing.

"Awww," I heard a lot of girls saying. Annabeth turned around and glared daggers at them, only then they were quiet.

"Thanks," I whispered to her. She didn't say anything, but I swear, I saw her blushing too. We walked over to the beach, and spread out a blanket, and laid out the cutlery, and stuff.

"Let's eat," she said brightly. We sat down, together, and stretched our legs out, and began to dig in. Some while later we finished. We just sat and watched the sun. Soon enough, I fell asleep.

Annabeth PoV

We sat there watching the sun together, or rather, he was. I couldn't take my eyes off him. Soon though, his eyelids closed, and he dozed off. I lay down, and fell asleep, too, and a sudden force brought my head to his chest. What just happened? Oh my gods, why did I do that? After a while, though, I dozed off, too.

Percy PoV

I opened my eyes, and started to sit up, but an unknown weight pulling me down. I looked down. Annabeth was sleeping peacefully upon my chest. Her soft blonde hair, was covering her serene face, her eyes shut tight, her breathing soft and even, synching with mine perfectly. It felt perfect, I didn't want to let this moment go, but I pushed those thoughts aside, when I looked at the time and realized that we needed to get going. I leaned over her, and shouted into her face.

"Annabeth, Annabeth, ANNABETH!" she immediately sat up, and she hit her head on mine. Ouch.

"Owww. I'm awake. Oh, owwie," she moaned. Sitting up, she rubbed her head, and blinked her eyes. I smiled.

"Good morning sleepyhead," I said playfully.

"You slept, too," she muttered.

"Well, at least I didn't sleep on a son of Poseidon's chest," I smirked. I will hold her to this till the end of time. Her expression was priceless. Gray eyes wide in shock. Body stiff, hands balled in two fists, face tomato red. I almost laughed. Then she smiled mischievously.

"You enjoyed it, though, didn't you," she smirked. I stood there dumfounded. Dang, she's good at comebacks.

"I-well, you see, it, like, it was entirely your fault!" I finally ended up with. It was her turn to think of a comeback. I felt a little proud of myself. Not for long.

"Yea, well if I were you, I would have shaken me off, the moment you found out," she retorted, her eyes ablaze. That got me mad. She doesn't want to be blamed for something that was entirely her fault, and she's saying I should have done something about it.

"Oh, yeah, well if I were you, I wouldn't have even tried doing that. Especially when you know what could happen," I shot back furiously.

"You know what...?" Annabeth threatened.

"What?" I growled.

"I'm out," she said, narrowing her eyes. She turned on her heel, and started walking away, as did I, and then we remembered. Shoelaces... We were spun around, and Annabeth was thrown right into me. I held her in my arms, as she started crying. Why the hell is she crying?

"I'm sorry. That was so pointless, a- and we just were arguing over nothing. I-I feel like a loser. I just fought with my best friend. I'm so sorry Percy," she hiccupped. I knew she was crying for no good reason, but something told me to calm her down. I rubbed her back and whispered.

"Shh, it's okay. I'm not mad or anything. Calm down," I told her. She hiccupped some more, and then started breathing heavily.

"Sorry, I know, I'm getting over-emotional, and I'm overreacting," Annabeth came to her wits. I sighed.

"Are you okay?" I asked her softly. She wiped away her tears, and smiled.

"Yes, thank you," she whispered. I could tell she was embarrassed, because she wouldn't look at me in the eyes.

"We should, you know, get going," I pointed towards the dining pavilion.

"Yeah...let's pack up an, er, get a move on...,"she trailed of. As she packed the dirty dishes, I folded the blanket. We walked back to the pavilion, and people stopped their training to stare at us.

"How long did we take?" Annabeth whispered to me.

"Well, 'bout 2 hours in total," I estimated.

"Crap, we must be the talk of the camp. What will Chiron say? Even worse, what will the Gods say?" she whispered worriedly.

Muahaha! I feel evil, stopping at that cliffy...

Anyways! Those of you who are currently following my other story, Kidnapped Feelings, sorry about the delay, I am working on the next chapter (not really), and it will come up soon. My excuse will come up on the chapter...lol. If you haven't then check it out! It's my first story so it will have faults.

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