Okay, so I wrote this for fanfiction.net a while ago. So I decided I should put it here to. I hope you like it.


Annabeth's POV

I smiled,as Percy's arm wrapped around my waist carefully. He hasn't had a real girlfriend before so he doesn't know that it's okay if he puts his arm on my waist. He has been so shy about almost everything.

We have the same homeroom so we walked together everyday.

"How did you sleep?" I asked him, feeling awkward that we were just walking in silence.

"Good, I dreamed that I was playing basket ball and you were a-!"

"I know where this is going,Seaweed Brain. No,for the thousandth time." I cut him off, rolling my eyes.

"Oh, come on! Don't you wanna support me! Your the one who said I should join Basketball this year."

"Percy, you need something to keep your mind off the future prophecy. Sports is the easiest way to do that, and it settles down your ADD."

"But Wise Girl!" he complained, as we walked into home room.

"No." I responded.

"Fineee." He drew it out for effect.

"Whipped." I heard some guy chuckle, I looked to see Mark. I rolled my eyes. Mark has never, and well never, have a girlfriend. He wasn't ugly, it's just that his attitude is sexist.

Percy glared at him.

"Shut up, Mark." Amy Taylor commanded in a military-like voice similar to Clarisse. Her brown hair,cradled her face,giving her baby blue eyes more edge as she glares at Mark with a fiery passion.

Thank you, Amy.

"You know Annabeth is way dependent on Percy,not the other way around!"

I hate you. Sleep with one eye open you lying,mortal.

"What?" I snapped glaring at her. I am dependent on no one not even my parents.

Amy shrugged, "It's true. The only reason you haven't joined volleyball and soccer is because Percy doesn't want you to."

Okay, that was partially true. You see this senior named Christan is the son of the , the coach for volleyball and soccer. Christian helps with the practices,and has a crush on me. When I told Percy I wanted to tryout for those sports he got really freaked out. Somehow I let him talk me into believing that it would hurt our relationship because we would never be able to see each other. At first I thought it was sweet now, I just find it annoying.

The memory alone made me a little mad at Percy. If he trusted me he would support me.

While I was thinking this, Percy must have been thinking about what Mark said.

Both of us were competitive. It was a challenge,and a dangerous one at that.

Who in our relationship has control?

"I know," Mark said jumping off of the worn out desk. "Let's make a bet."

About twelve kids were standing by us now.

"What kind of bet," one girl I recognized to be Emily asked.

"The kind that shows who depends on the other the most," he turned to me and Percy."You two can't kiss, who ever caves first is more dependent on the other. Sound fair."

Percy looked confused. "When you say kiss?"

"No kissing on the lips, neck, cheek, or any other place." Mark clarified.

"That sounds fair, Annabeth can show everyone that she needs Percy." Amy says.

"Wait," Percy said looking at me. "Let's make this more interesting. If I win you have to spend the whole summer at my cabin,every night," some of the guys wolf whistled. "and join cheer."

"Fine" I say crossing my arms, "but when I win," The cheering from some of the girls in class helped, " I get to join volleyball and soccer,and don't have to go to all your stupid games."

Percy smirked. "Deal?" he asked putting his hand out for me to shake.

"Deal." I agreed shaking his hand, "May the best Sophomore win."

"Don't worry," Percy said, his smirk growing "he will."