Percabeth One-Shots

Fancy Seeing You Here

I know, a lot of people have done this on Fanficion.net and here, but I wanted to make my own.
Hope you enjoy...

Annabeth
3 days. 5 hours. 30 minutes. 25 seconds.

Annabeth's heart is pumping. She pushed her legs faster, harder. Running is one of her many escapes and it lets her have the joy of being free.

Annabeth stops for a seconds, breathing heavily. She feels a small prick in her finger and sees blood clotting near the new paper cut. Jesus what does he not do? Annabeth thinks. She's already had one broken arm, on sprained leg and thousands of paper cuts. As science showed, whatever happens to your soulmate happens to you. So Annabeth thinks her soulmate must be:

A) making paper cranes all the damn time
B) seriously stupid/ accident prone

Annabeth goes with the latter and takes out the bandaid from her phone case. After the first few times, Annabeth has learned to keep them on her at all times. She applies the little bandage and keeps running.

Teenagers by MCR plays on her iPod and she cranks it up, loving the feel of the song. Music, her second escape. Before she knows it, Annabeth is singing along.

No one ever complains about Annabeth's singing. Bailey and Andrew VanHugo from down the block, love to hear her at the town's talent shows. Everyone does.

She keeps running, letting her ponytail blow in the slight wind and then turns the block, heading home.

2 days. 3 hours. 15 minutes. 6 seconds.

"What kind of ice cream did you two want?" Annabeth asks.

"Rocky Road!" Thalia screams.

"Strawberry!" Piper yells. Annabeth grands two pints of each and Rainbow Sherbet for herself. She pays, noticing the looks the male cashier is giving her and Annabeth hurried to leave. But not before she flipped him off.

Annabeth throws them their ice cream, and opens hers, grabbing the spoon from Thalia. Annabeth looks down at her clock and reads the time that's already implanted in her mind. As the three girls watch the movie, Annabeth can't help but wonder what her soulmate will be like. Is he tall? Is he short? Is he muscular or scrawny like Callie's soulmate, Leo? Does he have blonde hair like Jason, Piper's soulmate, or a buzz cut like Hazel's soulmate Frank? Does he have blue, brown or green eyes? Does he have a beautiful smile or hideous one? All these questions run through Annabeth's head and she can't stop thinking about him as she stuffs her mouth with ice cream.

Later at night, Annabeth wonders about the people who just...who just don't have a soulmate. She thinks of how her friend, Rachel, had a soulmate but one day her clock just broke. The screen was cracked, and all Rachel got was tears and pity. Sure, Annabeth didn't like the thought of her future planned out, but she couldn't imagine not having a clock. She knew that sometimes that people just couldn't be fitted with a clock and that meant that he or she wouldn't find a soulmate, and Annabeth knew that as much as she hated not being able to choose who she wanted to be with, not having a clock were to be like... Not having books. Not having an escape.

So sometimes, while the clock was a burden, it also lifted Annabeth's spirits to know that someone was out there. Someone was waiting for her, as she was waiting for them.

1 day. 4 hours. 46 minutes. 10 seconds.

One day. Annabeth couldn't stop thinking. One day left. She had one day till she met the person who she was going to be with forever. She was honest-to-god excited.

But Annabeth also felt doubt. What if it didn't work out? Sometimes science was wrong. Her parents were a perfect example. Athena and Fredrick chase were madly in love, but one day it just stopped. They no longer loved the other and divorced. This is how Annabeth knew that clocks could be wrong. But she hoped (oh so hoped) that her soulmate never left her. Heaven and hell knew she wouldn't leave them. She wouldn't ever take off her clock. Never.

Annabeth looked down at the watch one more time, and fell asleep dreaming about her soulmate. Whoever he may be.

3 hours. 30 minutes. 12 seconds.

Oh Jesus Christ above, help her. Annabeth couldn't breath. She had three hours left and it was killing her.

As she worked her last hour (her watch now reading one hour) she poured the coffee into the customers cup and grabbed their cash. She had wanted to get home to wash up, but it seemed as if that wasn't going to happen. Katie had called out, going on a date with Travis and Annabeth was stuck taking her shift.

"Hi, how can I help-" Annabeth was cut off by the sound of an alarm. Thinking it was the fire alarm, she thought nothing of it, knowing it would turn off soon.

But it didn't.

"That damn thing..." Annabeth trailed off. Before she could turn to walk and shut it off herself, another alarm went off. Annabeth looked up at the customer, a tall, black haired, green-eyed male looking down at her. He looked about her age, and he had a skater boy style to him, a beanie on his head. He said one sentence and it was enough for Annabeth to know that she found the one. Annabeth knows she found a new escape.

"Fancy seeing you here, soulmate."