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Short Percy and Annabeth story...

I changed Annabeth's background, actually I changed her whole life. Please no Lashing Out, I just wanted to try something different. :)

Hope you enjoy inspite of the changes...

Annabeth's POV

I'm an orphan. No one wants me. No one will. I'm a freak. I see things that I don't understand. I know things that I wish I didn't know. I'm so different. I can't read well, I can't write properly, docotors say I have something called dyslexia, and they also say ADHD. I wish I didn't have those things, maybe then someone would adopt me. Maybe if i were normal things would be different...

But that's the problem, I'm not normal...

"I can't take it anymore!" I shouted. "Annabeth, shush, Ms. Hannigan will hear you," Meg shushed me. "Meg, I don't care! I don't care who hears me! I don't want to keep doing this." I stomped around the tiny room. "I don't want to keep meeting people, thinking that soon these adults might be kind enough to take me in. Its never going to happen Meg. I'm never going to get adopted. I'm thirteen! You know how hard it is to be a teenager and get adopted." I said. "I know, I do know Annabeth. Its hard, it really is. But what good is stomping around and complaining about how you'll never get adopted, get you adopted?" Meg said to me. "I don't know Meg, maybe I'll run away, find a new home by myself," i sighed. "You're crazy, if you run away Ms. Hannigan is going to kill you." Meg leaned herself against the wall. We had had a lot of talks like this, the sequence was always the same, she always won. "What if she does? Who's going to care? I'm an orphan remember? No one wants me, no one cared to take care of me, they gave me away." Bitterness was always so clear in my voice. "I'll care. I'm your best friend. Don't you think I'd care if Ms. Hannigan killed you?" she let out a huff. "You're being irrational, can you hear yourself? Maybe its your ADHD acting up again." Meg said reaching for a chair for me to sit in. I sat in it, reluctantly. I looked out our window, outside, the busy streets of New York were buzzing with people, I watched as a boy in a blue jacket enter his home. How lucky of him, he's got a home. A loving mom and dad probably. I stared at the boy's back, he didn't move, he was holding on to the knob like he was waiting for something, then, just as I was about to look away he turned around. We held each others gaze for only five seconds, but in those wee seconds, I felt something, something different...

Hope you liked it, chapter two is coming soon...

Please review, I'm open to suggestions :)!