This one could not be more cliché, but, whatever!

My name is Jake Morgen. I am the hottest guy at Goldburg University. Sandy blond hair, hazel eyes. The girls practically trip over each other to get to me.

Except one. Annabeth. So, naturally, she is the girl I want. We are in our first year of university, and I can't wait until the year is over. No more school. My parents are filthy rich, so I have no need to get a job. I only went to Uni in the first place because wanted to have a quick look at the ladies.

Annabeth is also a stinking genius, so she is a bit nerdy. Never mind, she is gorgeous. Curly blond hair and striking grey eyes. I'd rather blue, just she can always wear contacts. All the guys ask her out. She always says no, claiming she has a boyfriend. All my friends say she's just waiting for me.

"Hey, Annie." I say, winking at her as I walk into gym.

She ignores me.

I walk right next to her, and wrap my arm around her waist. "Got anything planned tonight, sweetheart?"

She slaps my arm and glares at me. "Yes, I do."

Just then the coach walked in, effectively cutting me off. "Okay. The university has decided to give everyone a lesson in self-defence. We will begin with sword fighting. To teach us this, we have a man named Percy, from a special camp."

I snort. A trainer. Puh-lease. I'm not one of those guys who thought he was better than a teacher and all that crap, but I have been doing sword fighting since I was three. It will probably be some crappy trainer who could get away with being crap because he thought he was teaching amateurs.

Then the trainer walks in, and I see the girls jaws drop. The boy looks about our age, 19-20, with black hair and sea-green eyes, and skin tanned to perfection. He's muscly, sure, but lean muscly, not much good in a fight.

He walks to the front of the room, his eyes scanning the group. When his eyes land on Annabeth, they light up, and I think, Get away from my girl, asshole.

"Hello!" He says. "My name is Percy Jackson. Could we please have a volunteer to duel me?"

My hand is in the air first. If Annabeth sees me beat the stupid trainer, she would totally go out with me.

Percy points me out. "You."

Time Skip

I couldn't believe the stupid trainer had beaten me! I've done sword training for years and years!

He doesn't even look like he tried. "Okay, how about Annabeth?"

How the hell (A/N it's Hades you idiot!) did he know Annabeth!? It was fine, as long as he didn't take her.

Annabeth strolled to the front of the room. "Where in the name of Hades is Zoë and Luke?!"

Who the hell is Zoë and Luke? Clearly Percy and Annabeth know each other, but how? Oh, they must be siblings! Percy Jackson and Annabeth Jackson!

Percy laughs. "Piper has them."

Annabeth sighs with relief. "Gods, as long as you didn't give them to Leo."

Percy feigns shock. "I would never!"

Annabeth raises an eyebrow. "You did it last week, Seaweed Brain."

"Oh."

I have gotten tired of their chatting. "How do you guys know each other?" I ask.

I wait for the, 'he's my brother!' that never comes.

"This is my husband, Percy Jackson."

What the HELL! I have a crush on a married girl? And who in hell gets married by 20?

"Who's Zoë and Luke?" I ask.

"They are my children..."

I have a feeling I was standing there like an idiot. "You have kids! At 20?"

Annabeth raises an eyebrow. "Yes, I do. By the way, I have been married for two years, and I have a one-and-a-half year old. So 18 actually."

Da *swear words*

For the rest of class, I tried not to concentrate on the clearly in love couple.