I promised a few readers that I would make another story after I got my new laptop... so here it is, as promised. I am sorry that I stopped writing that sequel to my previous story. I guess it wasn't such a big hit. I will try to continue it. This story is something that I had in mind for over 2 years now and I hope I write it as good as I imagined it to be. I want to thank all those read and/or reviewed my previous story. I really appreciate it. And this story will completely be from Annabeth's POV.

I opened my eyes and found myself in front of the river. I picked up the dandelion from the riverside. Something moved in front of me. The water suddenly rushed up and grabbed me, pulling me into itself. I had just enough time to take a deep breath before I...

Black... The world exploded into darkness... My eyes shut tight.

The darkness slowly settled into a dark shade of blue as I opened my eyes. Bubbles escaped my mouth. Water... The blue was all I could see all around me. Everywhere I looked, the only thing there was water, flowing water. I couldn't tell which way was which.

'Think Annabeth think' That was what I told myself. The bubbles went overhead, above me... so that was up. 'Good' I mentally pat myself on the back. I wasn't a straight A student for no reason.

The current tossed me around and I was barraged by the mud and rocks flowing with me. The barrage was tiring me, and I was almost out of breath. I tried to swim up, but I didn't seem have the energy to do that. I was slowly drifting upwards, so I just tried to hold on to breath and let buoyancy do its work.

The water in front of me darkened, and it turned black. A huge boulder stood in front of me. I tried to swim away, but with no luck. My stomach rammed into the hard wall of rock in front of me, taking away the little breath I had left.

Black... I tried to scream, but my effort was in vain. I knew that no one can hear me underwater. This was my end... I knew it... I blacked out...

The next time I came to, I was still in the blue waters. Something had held me around my waist... No not something, someone. I whipped my head around to try and find the owner of the hand. I couldn't see much in my dazed state. I could see his body and his neck, but I couldn't make out his face. I wanted to see it, but I was too dazed. I blacked out again...

I woke up again, this time in his arms. I looked up to try and find out his face, but it was past sunset. I couldn't see him, but I knew it was him. He was running, while he was carrying me. Why was he running? Where was he taking me? I tried to piece it together, but I could not. I was too overwhelmed by the entire experience.

I turned back to him. I wanted to see him, to see his face, to know who he is. I couldn't hold it together as I felt my conciousness leaving me again. My eyes closed, but remained open just long enough to notice his eyes. His shimmering sea green eyes. That was the last thing I remember before I blacked out again.

The next time I woke, I was in a white room, with metal instruments, white machines, and dull green curtains. I was in a hospital. 'So that was where he was taking me'

The door burst open to reveal a rather short man wearing glasses, my father.

"Daddy... Where am I?... I was at the river... and then... I... He..."

"Annabeth, it's alright. You're fine. You fell into the river and drowned. Someone saw you and brought you here. The nurse told me a boy carried you here." My father rubbed my back as I tried to sit up. 'The boy, I must find him.'

"Daddy, where is he?" I was hopeful, and excited. I desperately wanted to see him.

"The nurse told me that he ran off before she could even find out his name. He just mentioned that his mom was waiting for him." he said as he kissed my forehead. My heart dropped. I wanted to know more about this boy. The boy who saved my life. I only knew the colour of his eyes, nothing more.

"Oh and, she also mentioned that he was just as tall as you are, he must have been another 12 year old, like you, give or take a year or two." I held my father's hand.

The whole incident had me screaming at night for a long time. Until I was 16 to be exact. I couldn't overcome my fear of water since then. It had deteriorated so much, even bathing in tubs was an issue. And I still lay in search of that boy with green eyes. He saved my life, and I felt that I owed him, and I hate to owe people something.

I had the same dream every night. I would be on the riverside again, and I would be pulled into the water. I re-live the same incident, and every time, I wake just before I see his eyes. I would have wet the bed with my sweat, and I would hold my head in ache. I hoped that one day, I wouldn't have to dream this again. But that day didn't seem to be happening anytime soon.

My father always told me that I was special, much more than any other one of my classmates, and that it was not just because of my grades. I didn't believe him. I didn't want to believe something that wasn't true. I wasn't special. And I didn't have any big goal in life either. I just wanted to find that boy and I thought that my entire life would pass away in search for him, but life turned edgewise, and my whole world changed in just a single day.

Hope you liked it. I will try to update it once every one or two days. And please review, it will motivate me to write more and better. READ, REJOICE AND REVIEW.