This is my first PJO story so go easy on me.

Summary: Everyone thinks Percy's father is Poiseiden. Or is he. And who is this Frankie girl that Percy seems to know real well. The reason, they were best friends from Pre k-the summer before 6th grade. Read as Percy finds out all about himself. Set after TLO. Percy is 17.

Rating: T

Pairing: Percy/OC

Warning: Bitchy Annabeth

Percy POV

13 years ago

"Nooooo," I yelled, "I don't wanna go!" She looked at me and sighed.

"Percy you have to! And besides all you have to do is play and nap." That sounded fun. I allowed Mommy to take my hand and pull me into the Daycare. When we got in there, there were alot of kids. I waved to all of them when my mom went to go talk to an adult. A girl with pretty blue eyes and a ring around the iris that was purple came over. She had black hair that went down to her chin and a dark purple T-Shirt with dark blue jeans on which was weird because all the other girls had dresses and skirts on. "Hi my names Frankie Rimes, short for Francis but if you ever call me that I'll kill you." She said. I was suprised so I did what I normally do. Used sarcasm. "Thats a really long name." I said looking at Frankie. She smiled crookedly and put her arm around my neck and said, "I like you kid."

12 years ago

"How do you like kindergarden PJ?" Asked Frankie sadly. "I don't think I like it Crow." I replied. (I called her Crow because of her black hair)

"Why not?" She asked quietly. "Well first 'cause you're being bullied by those stupid girls, Second 'cause I'm being bullied, and third 'cause we both have ADHD and dyslexia." I finished quietly. "PJ you're the best friend I ever had." We both smiled at each other.

11 years ago

"FIGHT,FIGHT,FIGHT,FIGHT!" The crowd of 1st graders yelled. I was on the ground punching and kicking so I wouldn't get beat to a pulp. It started because a random kid called Frankie a freak so I told him to shut up. He pushed me and I pushed him and now this. I looked over at Frankie who was fighting with a girl who always picked on her. A teacher ran in and pulled me and the kid off each other. We were in big trouble.

10 years ago

"No Fights." Mom says to me and Frankie. We smile up at her like the angels we aren't. Her eyes softened but her tone didn't. "No Fights." She repeated as we walked away. Like we can control who the jerks are. And what they say. "Did you bring the lighter?" I asked Frankie. "Of course!" She said with mock offence. I rolled my eyes as we walked to the boys bathroom. She pulled out the lighter from her pocket and I pulled the lighting fluid out of my bookbag. This'll be the best thing we did in 2nd grade.

9 years ago

Boring boring boring boring boring. I think I'll talk to Crow. "Hey Frankster," I whisper to her, "I'm boorrrreeeddddd!" She pursed her lips and looked at me. "Then do something." She whispered back. I look over to my other side and see Patrick Coolier. The kid I got into a fight with in first grade. I reach over and pinch him. "Hey!" He yells/whispers. I stuck my tounge out at him and Frankie started laughing. I start laughing with her and the teacher comes toward us and says, " Is my teaching getting in the way of your goofing off. Me and Frankie looked at each other and said in sync, "Yup." And we burst out laughing. "Go to the principal's office, NOW!" She yelled.

8 years ago

"Vandalism, arsony, disrespectful to teacher, fighting, and now bullying." The principal told us sharply. "We are gonna have you sign a bullying contract and suspend you for three days." I was leaning against the arm of the chair with one of my legs slung over the side. "Do we need our lawyers to take a look at these contracts?" I asked sarcatically. "Come on you have to admit, hanging a kid by his under ware on a hook in the girls' bathroom is funny." Frankie says, "I have to give props to PJ he did all the lifting." I realized she was trying to tick the principal off. "Oh, but Frankie did all the planning." I added. The principal's face was a strange raddish color. "Never, in all my years, have I seen two students as horrible as you two." I got up and bowed. "Thanks, Principal Perez, that means alot to us." Frankie said. We left the principal dumbstruck.

7 years ago

Summer after 5th grade

It was my birthday. But I was sad. Frankie was moving to Chicago and I was going to yancy acadamy. "I don't want to go to fancy pants acadamy!" I complained to Frankie. Frankie had changed alot since we first met in Pre K. Her hair had grown all the way down to her mid thigh and she actually wore blouses sometime. She was tall for her age but so was was 5"5 and I was 5"7. Last year she sang to me when I broke my wrist and we were waiting for the ambulance to come and let me tell you she has the prettiest voice ever. It was like her words were visible and they eased the pain. She got up from the park bench and hugged me. Yes actually hugged me. "PJ would you be mad if I gave you something that nobody else will ever have?" I shook my head no. As I looked down at her she leaned in and kissed me. Her lips were soft and warm. This was my first kiss and this was her's too. This is what she wanted me to have. Now she has my first kiss too. "Percy!" I heard my mom yell. We lived a block away from the park so I heard her yell from her front door. The kiss was about 20 seconds long but it felt ike forever. When we broke apart I said, "I have top go."

"Me too." She mumbled. Small tears escaped from her eyes. I grabbed her and hugged her. "I don't know how but I promise someday we'll find each other again. I know we will." She started crying again and I hugged her tightly. We walked back to my house with my arm around her and her head on my shoulder. I wish I could stop time.

What did you think? please R&R. It makes me happy. Soooo...yeah!