Hey everyone! xD This is the first chapter of The Lightning Thief that I've written in Annabeth's POV. I thought it would be really interesting to write about how she felt about things and what she thought about Percy. Anyways...this is my second fanfic ever so I hope you like it!

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in this book; Rick Riordan owns them and almost all of the dialogue of this story and blahblahblah....xD

Chapter 1

Annabeth's POV

I gazed out of the window of my cabin, watching the churning water of the lake and the romantic, colorful sunset. The sky was painted orange, purple and pink. In the distance, I saw a dolphin shoot out of the water, do a perfect 360 midair and then gracefully dive back into the water. Its dive created tiny ripples which lapped against the shore. I sighed and touched my leather necklace, my fingers curling delicately around my father's college ring. I should rip it off and throw it into the lake, but a small part of my brain told me not to. I reluctantly dropped the chain, letting the ring thud against my chest. I kneeled down and opened my suitcase, digging underneath all my clothes. My hands found a piece of crumpled paper. I picked it up, opened it, and stared at it with my eyes stinging.

My father had sent this letter to me two summers ago. I opened it slowly and re-read the lying words:

My dear Annabeth,

I am so sorry for being a jerk. I have been so paranoid about keeping my family safe that I broke your heart and made you feel unwanted. I apologize for all the bad things I've done to you. I love you very much, and I miss you. Please come back home and live with me. I'll make sure things go smoothly. Please, darling, I love you. Also, I've folded my college ring in this letter. I want you to have it. Please reply immediately if you agree to live with me. Annabeth, my life has been blank without you. I miss you terribly. Please, come back. Don't allow me to live with all this regret.

Love,

Your father

I grit my teeth as I stared at it. My eyes were swimming with tears at this point. I crumpled my letter and threw it back in my suitcase and pulled out my teddy bear (yeah, I have a teddy bear. It's my comfort item, so don't tell anyone!) I snuggled it against my chest, ducking my face into its fur, wiping my tears on it. I closed my eyes as I remembered the disaster that happened when I left camp.

I went home the week after I received the letter, trying to stay there for the whole school year, but my stepmom didn't want me with her. She didn't want her kids to be in danger by me, a "freak" as she had called me. Monsters attacked me so frequently and we argued. It had been a regular routine. I didn't make it through the winter break, so I called Chiron and pleaded him to allow me to go back to Camp Half-Blood.

Truth was, that I wouldn't mind facing every monster in the world if it meant that I never had to go back home. I hate my father and my stepmom. I would never go back. Ever. My heart ached with pain, and I fought against my new tears, my eyes stinging much more. I was so preoccupied with my thoughts that I didn't notice one of my roommates (pretty much my brother) walk into the cabin.

"Annabeth, Sil-," he began, but I interrupted his words as I yelped and dived towards my suitcase, stuffing my teddy bear into it. I got up and spun around angrily, facing my brother. Dang it. So embarrassing! What if he saw the bear?

"Oh…sorry, Annabeth," he replied nervously, eyeing my bronze knife that was sheathed and tucked into my belt. A lot of people were afraid of me, because (not to sound braggy) but I was one of the best fighters, since I came here when I was seven. Of course, people were only afraid of me when I was angry, so don't get the impression that I'm evil or threatening or something like that.

"Yeah, whatever," I stammered, "What do you need, Pierre?"

"Yeah. Um, Silena Beauregard wanted me to call you over to the Aphrodite cabin," he replied.

I closed my eyes, gritting my teeth. Silena is a great friend, but she always tries to give me a makeover which gets really annoying. I'm more of a tomboyish girl. I opened my eyes and gave Pierre a false smile.

"Thanks," I replied with a tiny nod.

"Sure," he replied, dazed. He shook his head, nodded, and stalked out of the cabin. I giggled and then rolled my stormy gray eyes. Pierre had had a crush on me ever since he started camp, which was last year. Finally, he gave up trying to impress me because he always messed up and he knew I didn't want him and it was also forbidden for people in the same cabin to like each other. Oh and by the way, Pierre wasn't really my actual brother. He was the son of my mother and another mortal. So, he isn't quite my brother, but I still felt uncomfortable around him whenever he tried to "make a move."

Anyways, this may seem kind of crazy but this is the truth. I am a half-blood, or another term would be demigod. I am dyslexic and have ADHD which helps me in battles. Well, all demigods are like that. My mother is Athena, the Goddess of wisdom, war, and architecture. There are actually Greek Gods and Goddesses, and they are temporarily in America. They live on Olympus, which is on the 600th floor of the State Empire Building in New York. Gods and Goddesses in the past saw mortals they liked and, you know, had babies and stuff. That still happens to this day. Athena found my horrible dad attractive and got me. To my father, this was the biggest mistake of his life, I thought sourly.

I walked over to my bookcase, stuffed with thousands of books, grabbed one, and walked outside. I always read when I was sad; it always seemed to clear my mind. I settled myself on the grass, opened the book, and stared at the page without really reading. I closed my eyes and inhaled the scent of the grass. When I was calm and my mind was clear, I opened my eyes and stared around the camp. I did this every day, like as if I couldn't believe that such an amazing and powerful camp could be built. Camp Half-Blood was so beautiful. We have twelve cabins nestled in the woods by the lake. They are arranged in a U, with two at the base, and five in a row on either side. Except for the fact that each cabin has a huge brass number above the door (odds on the left side, and evens on the right), each cabin looked nothing alike.

Number four has tomato vines on the walls and a roof made out of real grass. The walls are also made of grass. The cabin always has pretty birds fluttering around but a lot of insects as well. Flowers sprouted everywhere, giving this cabin a lovely scent. Demeter's kids live in this cabin. Number five was bright red – it had a really nasty paint job, as if the color had been splashed on with buckets and even fists; it actually was. The roof was lined with barbed wire. A stuffed wild boar's head hung over the doorway. The children of Ares live in this cabin. They are really rowdy. They all are mean-looking and always arm wrestle, argue, and have loud rock music on 24/7. It gets quite annoying at times. So all the cabins are decorated by what God or Goddess the cabin represents.

I am in cabin six. There are cabins for twelve Gods and Goddesses: Athena, Hephaestus, Dionysus, Aphrodite, Demeter, Apollo, Artemis (whose cabin is empty, because she made an oath that she would always be a maiden), Hera (whose cabin is empty, but wants to be honored so has a cabin), Zeus (empty) and Poseidon (empty). Hades doesn't have a throne on Olympus nor does he have a cabin in Camp Half-Blood. It's actually quite sad. Nobody understands him or acknowledges him. That would be enough to make one grow crazy.

Poseidon, Zeus, and Hades, are the Big Three Gods. They swore upon the River Styx that they would not have children because their kids usually were so powerful that they caused ultimate destruction. Even so, after many years, Zeus broke the promise. He had a daughter named Thalia. She was my best friend. Since Zeus was immortal and nothing really bad could happen to him, Thalia got punished for being alive. I mean, seriously, it wasn't her fault. Monsters always got to her. It was horrible.

Thalia and I had met a long time ago. She and this other boy named Luke (son of Hermes) found me hiding from monsters. I was only seven and I had run away from home. I didn't understand why monsters were chasing me, and I was terrified. When they found me, they told me all about the Olympians on the journey. We walked all over the place, looking for a nice place to stay. That was when we found a satyr, Grover. He is also my really good friend. He was ordered by Chiron (one of the camp directors) to bring Thalia safely to camp. He saw me and Luke and decided to save us as well. We escaped from so many dangers as Grover led us to camp. While we were running to borders of the camp, tons of monsters were following us, to stop us from going to safety. We knew we weren't going to make it. That was why Thalia told us to go ahead. She sacrificed herself to save us.

I was such a horrible friend. I don't know why I didn't stop her. Maybe it was because I was terrified. Maybe it was because I was a selfish person. I don't know. I just know that I will never be able to forgive myself for this. I closed my eyes as a tear slid down my cheek. As Thalia was dying, Zeus took pity on her and turned her into a pine tree. How horrible! What an amazing way to honor your daughter! I shook my head, wondering why I was even thinking of this stuff. I usually don't go back and remember the horrible times of my life. I just was because I had a feeling something bad was going to happen. I sighed and put my head in my hands. That was when I got an idea. I leaped up and walked towards the Aphrodite cabin, leaving my book behind. I needed a distraction, and this would be a perfect one. I immediately regretted this, but there was nothing else to do.

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