PJO/HOO One Shots

Through The Years, It's Always You

I'm not even gonna lie to you guys this isn't my best work and I'm not really that proud of it...I'll probably end up heavily editing the ending soon because it feels rushed to me. Idrk...let me know what you think :/
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Point of view: Limited third person

Type: Mortal AU

Main Ship: Percabeth

Word Count: 7263

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Any stranger who looked at Percy Jackson and Annabeth Chase's friendship from an outside perspective would be very confused. Well, even their few friends were confused about the two's relationship. Percy and Annabeth could go from screaming at each other about the most futile thing to cackling over some inside joke. 

The two had literally known each other since birth - well, Percy's birth; he was born precisely 38 days after Annabeth and she'd never let him forget it. Percy's mom and Annabeth's dad went to the same high school and were also close friends. When college came, the two grew apart and moved away from their hometown. Several years later Frederick Chase moved in next door to Sally Jackson and they were neighbors ever since.

So Percy and Annabeth grew up together. They said their first words together, they took their first steps together, they had their first day of school together. From day one, it was just the two of them (and their loving families of course) against the world.

Still, their history didn't prevent the pair from fighting. From petty arguments about pizza toppings to harsh berating about annoying personality traits, Percy and Annabeth had experienced it all. Never the less, they always made up.

This fact was at the front of Percy's mind as he listened to Annabeth spitball insults targetted toward their mutual friend at him.

"She's so fake," Annabeth stated. "She acts like she's the nicest, most humble girl in front of adults and people at school, but then the second her dad calls her, she's back to thinking she's the queen of England. Which one's the real Rachel, huh, Perce? There's literally no way to tell."

He nodded and rubbed his chin, relaxing into the plush couch in his living room as he watched his best friend pace in front of him. "I understand where you're coming from. Did she do anything in particular or is it just her...essence?" Percy phrased carefully.

Annabeth stopped her pacing and threw her hands up indignantly. "It's everything about her! I mean, there is something that she did, but that was just the final straw. She's been getting on my nerves for a very long time and I think it's about time I cut her off."

"What did she do?" Percy asked, sitting up and resting his arms on his knees.

With a sigh, Annabeth shook her head and sat to his right. "It's nothing important. I just needed to rant and now I'm fine."

He shook his head. "No, no, no, you should tell me. What did she do, Annabeth?"

She groaned. "Well, her, Thalia, Piper, and I were having a girls' night sleepover. We were just talking and watching movies and the topic of boyfriends came up. Thals mentioned that things with Luke were going well, Piper blabbed about how close she was to asking Jason out, and I stayed quiet. Rachel, on the other hand, brought up you. She was talking about how green your eyes were, how nice your smile was, how your muscles clench every time you pick something up - it was repulsive!"

Percy scoffed. "Gee, thanks, Wise Girl."

Annabeth crossed her arms. "I tried to get the topic off of you - and guys in general - because I was uncomfortable. Rachel wouldn't quit fantasizing about you, so I told her in the nicest way possible that I was your best friend and I knew you only thought of her as a close friend, not a love interest. She got so defensive and told me we were only friends because our parents are close and that you would never choose to associate with me."