Percy

"Despite everything, I'm still self-conscious about my body. I know, my self esteem should be a lot higher, considering that I'm considered the hottie of Hollywood, but it's not." I say, waiting for the girl to melt. They always do, at least for me. This time it's the girl interviewing me about my latest project.

"Oh, that's so sweet, Mr. Jackson! Now, have you ever seen any of your latest co-star's work before?" The woman asks, smiling at me sweetly. Oh yeah, she's totally into me.

"No, I don't think I have. From what I've been told she's been quite the star, though." I say, not remembering the girl's name. I work with at least twenty different females a week, and unless you give me something memorable, I probably won't remember your name.

"Well, Ms. Chase has risen to the top in the last few years, being in many movies. Here is a clip from her most recent credit, as Pandora Cosma in The Antonyms." The woman says, pointing to a screen. I've heard of the series, but hadn't gotten around to seeing the movies or reading the books.

After the clip is over, the ginger turns back to me, "So, what do you think?" She asks, leaning towards me.

"Well, Ms. Chase is an excellent actress, and I simply cannot wait to meet her." I say, smiling towards the camera.

"And cut! You two are done for today, feel free to leave whenever." The man behind the camera says, walking away. The rest of the staff scatters, and the woman who was interviewing me turns to me.

"So, Mr. Jackson, I'm Brooklyn Graves, incase you didn't catch the name. I'm a huge fan of your work." She says, sticking out a hand for me to shake.

I shake her hand and reply, "Please, call me Percy. Now, would you like to go to lunch with me or will I be going alone?"

"I would love to attend lunch with you! Just let me grab my coat..." Brooklyn answers, rushing off to grab her jacket. One of my assistants brings mine for me, and I slip it on as Brooklyn returns with her own jacket.

I hold out my arm for her, like I'm escorting her to a ball, then say, "Shall we?" Every girl ends up falling for me, no matter what. My latest co-star will probably be no exception.

Annabeth

"So, how do you feel about working with Mr. Jackson?" Rick asks me, reading from the cards in his hands. He's my uncle, so it's a bit weird to be interview by him, but I get over it.

"Well, I'm honored to be working alongside such an amazing actor, Rick." I respond, telling the truth. "Though I'm a larger actress now, there's still a part of me that wants to run up to Daniel Radcliffe and ask for his autograph every time I see him, so to be working with someone like Mr. Jackson is truly very exciting."

"Lots of women swoon over Mr. Jackson, how do you think that will effect your work?"

"Honestly? I've never been one to fall for his type. You know, works out all the time, dates every single one of his co-stars? It's just not me." I say, shrugging.

"Have you ever seen any of Mr. Jackson's work?" Rick asks, leaning forward like he can't believe I just said I don't have a crush on Percy Jackson. The truth is, Percy Jackson is a player, and I don't feel like getting hurt by a player.

"Of course I have! I loved him in the live action Finding Nemo!" I say, referring to the film in which he played Bruce the shark. "I mean, if you haven't seen a movie with Percy Jackson in it, you must've been living under a rock!"

"And cut! Ms. Chase we are done with you, if you would like to leave." The man behind the camera says, as Rick gets ready for the next interview.

"Thank you for having me on, Uncle Rick, it means a lot." I say, hugging my uncle before I leave.

"It's no problem, kid. Look, tell your dad I said hi, okay?" Rick says, ruffling my hair like I'm still his five year old niece that dreams of being an actress when I grow up.

"Okay, will do. See you later!" I say, going into the next room to get my jacket. It's really not necessary in California, but I always wear one anyway.

"You were great, sweetie! I cannot wait to see you on TV!" My boyfriend, Luke, says kissing me on the forehead.

Luke is a singer, and we've known each other since middle school. I've had a crush on him since then, as well, but we didn't start dating until college. He's the love of my life and I couldn't be happier.

"Well, it's about time for lunch. Where do you want to go?" I ask Luke, once we're in my car. I have a driver, so we're sitting in the back together.

"Oh, can we just go home? I can make lunch." Luke says, giving my his puppy dog eyes.

I roll my eyes, "Fine, fine. But if I end up cooking you're dead meat." I say to Luke, then look up at my driver, Mindy. "Mindy, take us home please."

"Of course, Ms. Chase. I'm going to put up the divider now, okay?" Mindy says, looking at me for approval. I nod, but silent reprimand myself for letting her address me like I'm above her. I'm just another person, like her. Why should I have to be in charge of her just because I make more money? It seems wrong to me, that's all.

"Earth to Annabeth?? Hello, are you listening to me?" Luke says jokingly, waving a hand in front of my face.

"Huh? Yeah, sorry, I was just thinking. What were you saying?" I say, suddenly realizing that I had zoned out. I tend to do that when I'm deep in thought.

"I was just saying how a really huge artist wants to collaborate with me."

"Really? Who?"

"Thalia Grace! Can you believe that?" Luke says, really excited.

"Babe, that's amazing, I'm so happy for you!" I say, hugging him. "Why didn't you tell me before?"

"I didn't want to mess with your first big interview!"

I mean, it's probably nothing, but I'm worried about Luke not telling me earlier. It's not that I don't trust him, I just know how attractive Thalia Grace is and... No, it's nothing, I'm just being paranoid.

Right?