EDIT: HI WORLD! Here I have the first chapter updated, it didn't change too much. There's just some for information and it flows for easily now. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters, just the ideas.

Annabeth's POV

I'm going to do it. I am going to jump. Nothing will stop me now. My stepmother thinks I am a monster and my dad is always traveling. The longest he has stayed home at a time was 5 days. Even then he was cooped up in his office, glaring at anyone who tried to disturb him. School was even worse. I was being bullied verbally and physically. There was no escape except for books. But even those weren't enough any more. My biological mother had died one year ago and nothing has been able to cover up the pain. So the only thing I could do, would be to join her in death.

I was going to do it. I was so close, almost there. One foot over, slowing tipping over the side of the bridge. No one would see me, it was dark and cold. The clouds held in an oncoming storm that everyone was probably trying to avoid. I was so close to jumping till I heard a shout.

Percy's POV

"You're done Percy. Leave. I can clean up the rest. Go home and take care of your mum," Beckendorf told me while I was cleaning up the shop. I normally stay later to help clean up but with my mum sick with the flu and my stepdad away on a trip, my younger brother, Tyson, was at home hungry. My family, though not perfect, was amazing. My dad left my mum and I when I was 3 months old. Paul, my stepdad, had grown up with my mum so he helped take care of us, which turned into him marrying my mum when I was 6. Four years later, Tyson came long and made our world 10 times brighter.

As a teacher, Paul normally doesn't have to travel but of course the one week he does have to travel, my mum gets sick. Thankfully Beckendorf let me off earlier so I could get dinner for Tyson. I dropped into the McDonalds on the way home so I could buy Tyson a Happy Meal. That kid lives on those things. I honestly don't know why they appeal to him. He plays for the toy for two minutes then loses it in the abyss called his room. But whenever I bring a Happy Meal home after work, his eyes light up, he grabs the box right out of my hands, and yells, "Thanks Percy!" while his mouth is filled with a chicken nugget.

Right before my neighborhood entrance, there is a bridge that has a 30-foot drop beneath. I could see fat droplets of rain on my windscreen. As I was driving across the bridge, I saw a shadow. It was a girl. She was at the edge of the bridge looking like she was about to jump. As I saw her lift her foot to step off, I slammed on the breaks, opened my door, and yelled, "Hey! You know there's a big storm coming, you might want to take cover."

The girl shook her head and looked back out over the bridge. I ran out towards her, not caring if I got wet. "Your Fall Out Boy shirt is going to get ruined if you stay out in this rain, trust me, that's how I ruined mine."

The girl softly spoke, "My shirt won't matter if I jump."

"Of course not, your life matters though."

"No it doesn't," she looked at me harshly, "besides, what do you know about my life anyway?"

"Well, I know you like Fall Out Boy from your shirt and any person who likes FOB is cool with me. Also, I think you shouldn't jump. Yeah life is bad but sometimes one thing can light it all up, like me for example!"

The girl cracked a small smile, "And why would you make my life so great?"

"I have chocolate cake and cookies at my house. Talking through your problems with some chocolate cake and cookies is the best way to do it. Besides, my car is right there," I pointed to my car, "and the storm is pretty much here, so I can drive you to my house for some shelter unless you want me to drive you to your house."

The grin dashed away from her face, "No, I can't go back there, never again."

I started getting worried, "No, of course not. Come on, let's get out of this storm."

As I got into the car, I realized just how soaked I was. Reaching into the backseat, I grabbed my swim bag which held a couple of swim towels. I passed a towel to the girl who was shivering when I realized I hadn't introduced myself.

"I'm Percy Jackson by the way."

The girl still looking down said, "I know."

Wait what? How does she know who I am but I not know who she is?

Looking at me she repeated what my English teacher, Mr. Brunner, always said to me, "Percy Jackson, get out of that box. I know you aren't dumb. Think."

So, she must be in my English class, but I've never seen her.

I must have been showing the confusion on my face because she next said, "I'm that blonde mop in the back corner. The kid that Mr. Brunner always looks at, because that kid used to always raise her hand, but something happened and now she never answers his questions in extreme detail anymore. Yeah, that's me."

I get a moment of freshman year flooding back to me. It was the first day and our teacher wanted to do an icebreaker where we would say our name, what middle school we went to, and a fun fact about ourselves.

At the time I was still very scrawny and didn't have any friends except for Grover, "Hi, my name is Percy Jackson, I used to go to Merriweather College Prep and I like to swim."

A couple of people later a girl with curly blonde hair said in a soft sweet tone, "Umm.. hi, I'm Annabeth Chase. I just moved from San Francisco, so none of you will know my middle school, and I like to read."

"You're Annabeth Chase."

The girl, that I now know as Annabeth, nodded.

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