Hi Guys, So here's my new story.
Read! Hope you enjoy!
* this story is AU

"Ahh!" I screamed. I ran right into someone; a black haired, sea-green eyed stranger.

My name's Annabeth Chase. I am running away from home. I am the Princess of Athens. My mother is Queen Athena. I hate my life.

"Ow," he moaned rubbing his head.

"Sorry!" I squeaked, my hands on my mouth.

"It's okay," he said. After a pause, he said, "Percy," extending his hand. "My name's Percy."

I shook it and said with a smile on my face, "Annabeth."

"Where are you off to? You were running really fast," Percy said looking around.

"I'm kinda running away from home," I admitted.

"Your gray eyes; I've seen them before," he said quietly like he had been studying me all this while.

"Um, I don't think you have. I've got to keep going now. Goodbye."

His eyes widened as his brain clicked and the realisation came to him. "Y-you're Prin-. Your Highness." He settled upon while bowing.

"Please don't!" I pleaded. I hated it when people did that though it did feel nice because I was just so used to it.

"O-kay," he said nervously, slowing straitening his back and shifting his feet. "You said you were running away. Why? You're a princess."

Well this guy was curious.

"Let me tell you this: Royal life is a royal pain."

He snorted. What is his problem? He should have some respect for— Oh. I guess I deserved that. I'm the one who told him to treat me normally. Ish.

"Prin—Annabeth, trust me you'd rather be royal than a peasant."

Percy started walking ahead and I hurried to catch up with him.

"Why? Why would you say that? Do you know what it's like living in a palace?"

"All I know is that having enough food for you and your family is what's there for royalty and that's good. All I know is that not having to sleep on rags is good and that's what royalty gets. All I know is that—"

"Okay, Okay! I get it! You think I'm being ungrateful," I accused cutting him off. "I would rather sleep on rags every single day than be bossed around and locked up."

I stormed off extremely angry at this guy. Who did he think he was? He just met me and all of a sudden he knows everything about me and my life?

I turned around angrily and said, "What about you, huh? Didnt seem like you were staying in town."

"I have my own reasons."

I looked at him expectantly.

"I hate this place. I hate this kingdom. Annabeth, I hate your kingdom. I'm leaving. Just like you."

After a moment of silence as I wallowed in my guilt Percy said, "Where are you planning to go?"

"Um. Around."

"Where?"

He just cant let go of a subject can he?

"I haven't decided exactly but—"

"Seriously? What have you packed? Food? A tent?"

"I hadn't thought of—"

"You're coming with me."

"What?"

"I wont let you to fend yourself. Come on," he said extending his hand again like he did when he introduced himself.

I gazed back into those fierce green eyes and decided that for some reason I could trust him. I took his hand and we walked off starting the journey.

So what did you think? Should I continue with this idea or is it just crap or something you dont want to see on fanfiction? Review! It means alot to me :3