Hi, everyone! This is my very first FanFic, and, I guess you'll understand from my user, that I love Percy Jackson! So, like every other sane person in this world, I've been dying to know what happened exactly during the time Percy dissapeared. So... Yeah. This is it. Please comment, and I totally hope you love it!

Annabeth's Quest

Chapter One

Liz stares at me enviously. I don't blame her. I'm the jealous one. She doesn't have to keep a magic knife stuffed her pillow, like I do.

"Tell me again… Why are you leaving this early?" Liz questions me for the umpteenth time. Geez, these people who obviously have no idea of what I'm capable of, love questioning me. I glance up from packing my duffel.

"Uh… Like I told you. My boyfriend, uh, Percy, is on a break at his school." Why, no, he is not. I am lying to Liz, so don't tell her. Actually, he is on break from saving the world. Same difference to mortals, right?

"Where does he go? Why does he get out early? Why do you get out early?" Liz says furiously. I've known since they met, that Liz is smitten with Percy. I groan. I don't like this game, I hate it. I don't like coming this close to my life with a mortal.

"He goes to Goode High, and uh, yeah, he has this…" What? "…Meeting on Long Island to discuss, uh, something for college. He's totally the type of person who'd get into college at sixteen." The day that is true, is the day I willing dive into Tartarus. "I get to go with him, because when my dad enrolled me, he made the school give me a bit looser schedules and attendance. You know, I'm ADHD and dyslexic." Good enough. I hear Liz cough and say something along the lines of 'Sophomore honors student.' In truth, I just leave, and manipulate the Mist. I mean, who is allowed to just leave school? Didn't think so.

"Why can't I get out for break early to hang out with my boyfriend? You know, the one that I don't have?" Liz sighs, and glances at the picture of Percy and I from when we went to Paris (Long story), as I carefully pack it away. "He's adorable." Liz goes red. "I'm so sorry! That must be weird, your room mate saying that, though… I'd assume you get that all the time. I hope he gets into his college," Liz grins at me. I smile back and zip up my duffel. I swing it onto my shoulder, and look at Liz. Finally, finally, I get to see Percy. It's been two weeks of Liz going on and on about him. And she's met him once.

"Merry Christmas!" I tell her, as I leave in a hurry. I check my watch. 4:45 PM. Ten minutes early. Perfect.

"Thanks. You too." She sits down at her desk, and gets out her homework.

I walk into the hallway, and start down the stairs, when I realize something; my knife! I turn on my heels, and rush back into the dorm. Liz looks at me questioningly. She tugs her earphones out of her ears, and the music I hear sounds like something Rachel would enjoy.

"Did you forget something?" Not my knife, I think snidely.

"Oh, I forgot my water bottle. I think it rolled under my pillow when I knocked it off my nightstand."

"Here, lemme get it," Liz offers and walks to my bare bed.

"NO!" I shriek so loudly as I lunge onto my bed, that the students across the hallway could hear. "I mean, no thanks. You get back to your essay." Thank the gods I don't have to write it. It's an essay for our History class. Guess what? It's an essay that goes with our Greek unit, that our teacher thought would be a fun before-break assignment. What Do You Think It Was Like To Be A Demigod? Gee, I have no idea what it feels like. Maybe it's a lot of fun, and we get to save the world, and kick some monster butt, have a party, toast marshmallows, and get dumped into a lake with your boyfriend. And then, after all that, we have to burn our best friends, who turned out to be traitors, then became nice, then died. Of course, you'd also have a new Great Prophecy to think about, and count how many ways it could kill you. All hypothetical, right?

Liz shrugs and sits back down, and I seize my lifeline, AKA, my knife. I stuff it into my bag, and rush down the stairs. I don't look at the hallway, because it reminds of the Princess Andromeda's halls. Before Luke's homies screwed them up, that is. I stop at the door, wave at the guard, who knows me very well. The eye on his arm winks at me. He lets me out without a pass. I walk down the block, zipping up my North Face. The snow falls down lightly around me. I stop at our special meeting point where his mom always drops him off. Of course, we both drive, but neither of us own a car. It would explode faster than you can say remember Gabe's car? After about five minutes, I see Sally's car rumbling down the road. She parked it on the side of the road, and she and Percy got out. I smile at them. They both get to me at the same time, and both kiss me on either cheek. I swear to all the gods, they are the best Mother-Son team. Sally beams at me.

"Well, I can't keep you waiting," She watches us. Percy hugs her, and Sally wraps her arms around him. She kisses his cheek, and gets back into her car. For some reason, it feels too final. Like they're not going to see each other for a long time. The feeling makes me shiver, but I manage to brush it off. Percy turns to me a hugs me. I wrap my arms around him. We kiss properly, without anyone watching. I wish I could freeze time, and stay like this forever. He looks at me and kisses my cheek. We finally break apart, and he whistles really loudly. A taxicab man drives over to us, but we wave him off. He turns his car around, looking confused. He mutters something about dumb kids, and finally, a big shadow flies over us and lands.

"Hey, Blackjack!" I exclaim. The pegasus whinnies at me. "Percy, what exactly did he just say?" I can never trust what Percy and Blackjack talk about. I swear, once the horse looked at me, then reared up, and came down super fast. Isn't that what horses do when they're scared? I threaten them with one look. I am so dangerous. Percy turns red.

"He, uh, just said that he missed you," He says truthfully. Oh, well. Maybe the horse does like me.

"Missed you too, bud." I dig into my pocket, and produce a sugar cube. He laps it up, and kneels down. We climb on with Percy in front of me, and I wrap my arms around him. Blackjack leaps into the air, and I lean my head on Percy's shoulder. One of his hands reaches back, and grabs mine.

"Blackjack, take us to Camp."

So, I'm not sure whether that's too long or short, and if you have any ideas, PLEASE tell me. Also, I have read several PJ Fanfics lately, and it seems like people enjoy Percabeth moments. I do too, so I'll try to do them well. Thanks again for reading! Please comment! IzzyPJAC