A/N: Hey guys, this is my first fanfic, yay! This is obviously AU and OOC. So read and enjoy. Flames are very much welcome.

Annabeth, a charming, 15 year old know-it-all from California, awoke with a feeling that somebody was watching her. She had either two options, either to pretend to be asleep and hopefully give them the hint that she wanted them to leave or sneak a peek and see who the idiot was. Choosing the second option, she opened her left eye only to have the sight of her two brothers sitting in the corner of her room both on their gameboys. Mentally groaning, she sat up and rubbed the sleep out of her eyes.

"Matthew, Bobby, care to tell me what the hell you're doing in my room at 7:30 in the morning? It's a Sunday, I enjoy my lie ins." Annabeth said, trying to keep her voice calm. Sometimes she hated her brothers, she really did.

"Mommy sent us here, she said she needed to have a chat with you about something important!" Bobby exclaimed too loud for Annabeth's liking.

"Hey, I wanted to tell her!" Bobby cried, pushing Bobby off his stool. Annabeth groaned, out loud this time. She chucked the duvet off of her body and dragged her twin brothers out of her room and into theirs.

"Owww" Both of them complained. She brushed it off and went to find her mother. Walking downstairs she heard the familiar sound of mother and father fighting. Sighing, she walked into the kitchen and poured herself some orange juice before recruiting to the living room.

"Mom...MOM!" Annabeth shouted over the complaints coming from her father's mouth.

"Oh Annabeth, there you are! Come here, love. We have some exciting news" Her tone was happy for once, so Annabeth guessed it must've been good. She sat on the cream leather couch and prepared for what was coming. "Me and your father have decided to move to New York isn't that great?"

For the first time in her life, Annabeth was speechless. 'New York? Really?' She thought. From her facial expression, Athena must've realised that Annabeth wasn't too happy about the decision.

"Oh don't look too down dear! We'll be staying with your Aunt Emilia until your father and I both find a stable job that can provide us financially. Then we'll move into a lovely 5 bed roomed house. Come on Annie, it'll be fun. Just imagine it as our little family adventure." Athena said with so much enthusiasm it made Annabeth want to barf.

But, being the perfect child Annabeth is, plastered a grin on her face and nodded excitedly.

"I'm ecstatic about it mom, I really am." She said, her voice caked with sarcasm. Gladly neither parent noticed.

"Oh and one more thing," Frank Chase said, speaking for the first time since the conversation started "Your brothers, me and your mother will be taking a different plane than you. Sorry love but we could only fit 4 into the 2pm flight and 1 in the 10am flight."

Annabeth just stared. 'A three hour flight, by myself? Gods this is going to suck.' But yet again, she smiled and said: "That's fine, no worries. I understand. When are we leaving?"

"Tomorrow!" Athena Chase exclaimed her voice filled with joy. "So we better get packing, run along Annabeth and tell your brothers. We have quite a bit of planning to do."

Leaving Annabeth gobsmacked in the middle of the living room, Mr and Mrs Chase dashed into the kitchen, already talking about what coloured suitcases they needed to buy.

-TOMORROW-

Annabeth was standing at the door, saying goodbye to her only friend Piper. She wasn't exactly close to her, but being her only friend she decided she needed a real goodbye. Piper hugged her and gave her a brief kiss on the cheek.

"Bye Annabeth, I'll miss you!" She shouted from her taxi as it drove away. Annabeth smiled and turned to face her family. She gave each of them a kiss each and dragged her suitcases into the boot of the taxi. When everything was sorted and she had double checked that she had her yankees cap, her passport and money, she climbed into the taxi and told the driver to take her to City Served airport, pronto.

The flight dragged, that's for sure. She was in yet another taxi, but this time in New York. It was around 2pm so the rest of her family were bound to be arriving in a few hours. The taxi was headed to her Aunt's house, a mean old lady who hated anything to do with her. Well, she wasn't entirely mean. Just to Annabeth. Annabeth had planned the reunion in her head and she already knew it was going to be awkward. She just needs to kiss her hello and get showed her room for the time being. She didn't want any lovey dovey reunion like on movies. She just wished it would be a quick and simple one.

"We're here." The taxi driver said sounding as bored as she was. As much as she hated Aunt Emilia, her house was impressive. It was huge, with beautiful flowers covering the garden. Already Annabeth knew she would be spending most of her days in the garden reading old classics. She smiled at the thought. After pulling into the drive, she handed the gentleman a $20 bill and asked him to bring her suitcases onto the porch. He did as instructed and left without saying another word. But that didn't stop him looking at her ass and giving her a wink. Annabeth rolled her eyes at his idiocy and knocked on the large wooden door, dreading what was waiting for her inside.

-2 hours later-

'Thank the Gods for that.' Annabeth thought. The reunion between her and her Aunt went swimmingly. It was kind of awkward but Annabeth didn't think about it. She just said hello and made small talk that dragged on for about an hour. She got showed her room and unpacked all of the clothes into the pine dresser that Aunt Emilia had kindly bought for her. She was currently content sitting on her 4 poster bed, reading To Kill a Mockingbird. Her parents were arriving anytime soon and she knew her peace would be smashed with her little brothers running about the place, so she decided to savour the last few moments. She was enjoying it until her Aunt came bursting into the room, her face stained with fresh tears.

"Aunt, what's wrong? What's happened? Oh god it's something to do with my family isn't it?! Please tell me it isn't!" Annabeth cried.

"Annie, I'm so so so sorry. But their plane crashed. They're all dead." Aunt Emilia said, trying to compose herself for Annabeth's sake.

"Wh-wh-what?" Annabeth half shouted, half cried, her voice breaking because of the tears that were threatening to spill at any moment "They can't be dead Emilia, they can't! We were supposed to live here and have a fun adventure. Please tell me this is some sort of cruel joke."

"Annabeth, this is not a joke. I'm terribly sorry baby."

"Don't. Call me baby." Annabeth snarled. "Only my mother calls me that."

Aunt Emilia gave her a sad look and left the room, closing the well glossed, mahogany door behind her. That's when Annabeth cried. She cried for so long, she didn't even think it was humanly possible. She also made a vow that night. A vow that she would never speak again. She would become a mute, because if she doesn't talk, she won't befriend anyone. And if she has no friends, she won't be able to lose them, and that mean she won't be able to get hurt again...Right?

A/N: Sooooo, opinions? Should I continue or not?