Chapter One:

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Percy Pov

I was strolling down to the track to watch Annabeth finish practice. After she finished hurdles we were planning on going to my house and watching corny movies. We haven't had a lot of time to hang out since I've been so busy with my qualifying meets come up, and I missed my best friend.

Annabeth and I had been best friends since sixth grade when I moved to New York. She was the one who got stuck showing me around the school and now she's just kinda stuck with me forever. She was the second best friend I ever had. My first one being Grover back when I lived on Long Island with my mom and dad, but when my dad disappeared my mom moved us to New York City. I still see Grover during the holidays when my mom and I go to vacation.

But since training was more serious this year we weren't going to have time to go back to Long Island. I still haven't told Grover or Annabeth. She doesn't know how much training I'll be going through during the winter and it's best she doesn't. She thinks I work too much and should spend more time with family and friends instead. I wish, but if I want to be an Olympian I need to keep focused, or at least that's what my coach says. Annabeth understands how important training is, she just misses me sometimes I guess.

Anyways so I had a Friday off and I was planning on using it to my advantage and hang out with my best friend. The sky was free of clouds and it was warm for November. I made my way to the entrance of the track and noticed Annabeth and Chiron were the only ones left. Annabeth was working on her steps between hurdles, and I waited by the entrance for her.

She was wearing what she usually wore to practice, an old tee shirt from years of soccer, a pair of black Nike shorts, the white stitching starting to fray, and her new neon green spikes. She liked trying her new spikes at practice before a meet, to make sure she gets the feel of the shoe.

She finished her set and slowly made her way to Chiron, brushing her hair out of her face, strands of her golden, straight hair tumbling out of its ponytail. Chiron gesticulated his hands and Annabeth nodded, making sense of the crazy arm movements. She made her way slowly down the 100 meter straight and I slowly made my way over to Chiron.

Chiron was this old track coach we've had since forever, literally. He had brown wild hair, soft brown eyes, and was almost my height while sitting down. He road in a wheel chair because his legs were paralyzed during some war he never told us about. He taught social studies at the high school and had sword fights every Friday. He knew about my problems with ADHD and dyslexia, and made me work hard to try and break through it. He knew when to step back when I was having a bad day and knew when to push harder when I needed it. He was basically my favorite teacher ever.

"Hey Chiron." I said as I made my way over. He turned and a smile filled his wrinkled face.

"Percy!" He said excitedly, clapping a hand on my back. "Never thought I'd see you here at the track, I thought the water was more your forte." He said shaking me a bit.

I laughed "Oh yeah I much prefer the water, but I thought I might come and surprise my best friend." I pointed at Annabeth. Chiron nodded.

"Then she better make this one really good." He shouted loudly and Annabeth looked over at us. She was far down the 100 now, about 60 meters away. I waved and a smile spread her face.

"The others were good, you just weren't watching!" She countered and Chiron rolled his eyes.

"Just hurry up! I'd like to go home." He said and Annabeth nodded, getting into the zone, jumping a couple times in place then getting into her starting stance. Chiron counted down from three then clapped the blocks. Annabeth was up and running. She easily cleared the first four hurdles. On the last one though she kind of tripped.

She missed her steps. Instead of three she had four. Then everything was in slow motion. When she went up her right foot was behind her when her left one should've been. She knew something bad was about to happen, you could see it in her face. Her right foot stuck to the back of the hurdle. She couldn't clear it. Then she was falling her felt leg bent out in front of her and her hands out to catch her. Her hands didn't hit the ground first. Her knee did. The crunch it made was deafening. Her face was pure shock, her mouth and eyes wide. Her body crumpled to the ground a couple meters away. We all just stayed in shock, unable to move until finally I came to my senses.

"Annie!" I cried and sprint over to her. She was hunched over herself. I fell to her level, my knees becoming red due to the track, and placed my hand on her back and the other on her hand. "Annabeth lemme see it." I said calmly. I didn't need to freak out, I knew she was. She looked up at me her eyes wide but her mouth tightly pressed closed.

She wrapped her arm around my shoulder, her hand going into my hair, and I looked at her knee. You could tell it was broken, the knee cap was pushed out. "It's broken." She whispered, obviously trying to keep her voice quiet. I nodded and looked back. Chiron was already next to us, grimacing.

"It's broken." I said and his grimace deepened. Annabeth gripped my shoulder tightly. I looked back at her and she looked agitated. I needed to get her some help. I looked back at Chiron. "She needs medical attention." I said and he quickly pulled out his phone. It was an ancient flip phone from probably the nineties. "That is probably the oldest phone I've ever seen." I said and. Chiron chuckled. Annabeth huffed. I looked at her. She was mad, her arms tense and jaw clenched. I kissed her forehead. "You're going to be alright" I mumbled. She looked down at her leg and frown. Then her eyebrows furrowed and I knew she was angry.

"You've got to be kidding with me!" She growled, I could practically see the steam coming from her ears. "I'm going to be out all season!" She said looking at me pleadingly. I looked back at her baffled.

"You're kidding. That's what your complaining about? Doesn't it hurt?" I asked, remembering the first time I broke my arm.

She glared at me. "Yeah it hurts but I can take the pain. This kind of thing though takes time to heal. I'm going to be out for two months at least." She fumed. Chiron chuckled.

"Well this will give you time to focus on your studies." Chiron said getting off of the phone. Annabeth rolled her eyes. We all knew she had the best grades in the school. Heck she was valedictorian. Grades were the least of her worries. "The ambulance is on its way." He added. I nodded a looked back at Annabeth.

The sun was starting to set now and the shadows on her face made her look not as angry. She was devastatingly (devastatingly to me anyways) beautiful; her grey eyes were dazzling, even when in rage, her lips always pink and full, she had a few freckles across her face, and these long eyelashes that required no make up.

Okay so fine. I'll admit it. I have a thing for my best friend. What a god damn cliché I know. But I can't help it! Something about Annabeth just clicks to me. The way she'll help me study and actually keep me on track, how she's always the loudest one cheering at my swim competitions, and always willing to watch a dumb cheesy movie (if there's popcorn) when we find the time. She's always there for me and I like having her to lean on when the going gets tough.

She loved olives on her pizzas and hates fizzy drinks. She's always wanted curly hair but is stuck with stick straight. She's in environmental club (I think she get along perfect with Grover) and is on the math team. She's the student body president and easily the 'girliest' person I know.

And I just can't get enough of her.

As the sounds of sirens came closer, Chiron sighed, "Am I going to have to sign paper work for this?" He asked and we all laughed. Annabeth's was shorter and I knew it was because the pain was catching up with her. I've broken my arm twice (I'll never master a skate board, but Annabeth will) so I know how it goes.

I looked back at Annabeth and smiled. Our eyes locked. I could see behind her brave eyes that she was also scared. I grabbed her hands, and she held on tight. "Everything's going to be alright."

A/N: I've had the idea for this story in my head for a long time. It was originally many different storys that I kinda just put together. Sorry the beginning is kind of rough, just bear with me. I'm writing this story to try and break through my Heroes of the Thirteen Colonies writers block. I'm going to write this story as I feel, so don't expect it to be regularly updated. I'm hoping this will help me get more creative, but if not then that's okay too. I hope you guys will enjoy this story with me. I have a lot of great ideas!

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