Thalicos begining

May 19

Annabeth's POV 

I sat up and immediately looked around. Daylight. Where is my alarm clock? I jumped up and ran across the room. I picked up my phone and hit the home button about 30 times. Where is my charger?! I rummaged around and found my charging cord, immediately plugging it in.

I ran out of the room.

"THALIA?! NICO?!" 

I ran into the kitchen and looked for a clock. I ran to the microwave and read the time aloud.

"FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK IT's 11:30"

I ran back into my room and flung open the closet door. I threw on a pair of shorts and a tanktop. I ran back to the door to pick up my sandals and grabbed my phone,  pocket charger and my phone cord, along with my purse. The phone was at 50% so I just threw it in my pocket and the charger in my purse.

Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck. I'm so late. I ran off to my car and rummaged for the keys in my purse. I pushed the key in the ignition and turned. 

Nothing but engine sounds.

I got out and popped the hood. Gods dammit where is Thalia when you need her?! 

I sighed, defeated. 

I pulled my phone out and hit Percy's contact. 

"Please pick up.. Please pick up.. Please pick up.."

No answer. Fine. Fuck it. I'll just go clothes shopping. I walked out of the house and started walking out to the street. The mall isn't that far. 

Thalia's POV

I picked up the phone to call Nico. 

"Is she in position?"

"Yeah she is. Release the kracken"

I hung up and watched the dog run at her. He immediately tackled her down into a puddle. I picked up the phone and called Percy.

"Is the dress in place fuck boy?"

"Yes Thalia and all her other clothes are in your room just because I knew you'd call me a fuck boy''

"Asshole. Im assuming position right now. Bu bye fuck boy." I hung up and ran over to the alley. Ryan sent me the go text . Jumping out of position, I ran for it. 

I grabbed her purse and took of sprinting. Of course, being who it is, she kicked off her shoes and followed.

"Shit shit shit shit shit shit shit shit shit....." She whisper yelled. 

"Fuck where the shit is Ryan... fuck fuck" I thought aloud. 

I ran to the ally and hit the walkie talkie button, signalling Ryan to drive. Like an action movie, Ryan floored it. I jumped up and landed, roughly, in the bed of the truck.

Annabeths POV 

Fucking great. Tears rolled down my cheeks as I now, sopping wet, without a purse or shoes, walking home alone. This is probably the worst day of my life.

I pushed the house door open and slammed it shut. I ran into my room and slung open my closet doors, only to find a singular dress hanging there with a note.

  ''Dear Annabeth

              Put on the dress beautiful. We are going out tonight.

                       - ?????? "

Who the fuck and why the fuck. I picked up the dress and examined it. Light blue and Lacey. I slid off the wet clothes and threw them in the bathroom. I slid the dress over my head and went over towards the mirror. It fit perfectly.