Third Person POV:

She started running at full speed, ignoring her parents, she didn't care, she needed to get away from them. Her parents started cursing in a language that a 8 year old shouldn't hear, but did nothing about the runway daughter. Instead, they slammed the door, saying "Fine, walk out that door, but don't you dare come back." So she left.

"Wise girl, where are you going?" she heard.

She turned around, locating the voice. Standing in front of her was her long time friend, Percy. He is the same age as her, slightly shorter, with raven black hair and sea green eyes that were filled with worry. He walked up to Annabeth, gulfing her in a hug.

"Wise girl, what's wrong?" he asked, still not breaking the hug.

"My parents." she told him bitterly.

"What happened?" he asked, pulling out of the hug but looking in her eyes and keeping a hold on her shoulders.

She told him everything. Her parents were drunks, they wouldn't remember what happened. They had told Annabeth that they hated her, right out of the blue. Her step-mom still had a growing hatred for Annabeth's real mother, and took it out on her. Annabeth couldn't stand it, so she had ran away. After spilling her guts to her best friend, and spilling a few tears, she asked, "Percy, could you do me a favor?"

"Sure, ask anything." Percy answered back, smiling.

"Could I stay over?" she asked, nervously biting her lips.

"Yea, sure." Percy said, putting a hand over her shoulder. "You are my friend, I would do anything for you."

"Thanks Percy, for everything."

Annabeth's POV:

oOo 12 Years Later oOo

It is only 4 days until thanksgiving dinner with my family, and I am already going nuts. Most people would worry about the calories in turkey, does butter count as carbohydrates (AN: If you get this reference, you're the best.), will I gain weight, and all that. But, I had to get stuck with the most frustrating situation ever; not having a boyfriend. I know cliché much? But that's what's keeping me up all night. My family doesn't make the problem any better. They always want me to do everything their way, like going to a college of their choice, getting a job they approve. I am a twenty year old girl for god's sake! I can get my own job and buy an apartment on my own, thank you very much.

They had set up a blind date with someone and my big mouth had decided to blurt out that I have a boyfriend. I know, they didn't even believe it themselves, like how can an anti-social, book obsessed nerd get a boyfriend?

I paced around my college dorm room, thinking of what to do next. I could always tell the truth, The logical part of me said. I thought about what to choose, telling the truth or getting a fake boyfriend. But my pride got the best of me; I can't just go up to my parents and say that I don't have a boyfriend. Talk about embarrassing.

I sat down at my desk, pondering about what person should be my fake boyfriend. I was considering talking to Jason Grace, a former classmate who is the brother of my best friend Thalia. Jason was the type of boyfriend every parent wants for their daughter, he is okay looking, smart as hell, and very athletic. I picked up my phone, about to text Jason, when someone called me. I looked at the caller ID; it was Percy, my best friend next to Thalia. He and I had been inseparable since birth. We had been to everything together, until college where Percy went to Jupiter University while I got into Half-Blood College. We still kept in touch, hanging out on the weekends and chatting endlessly on our phones. Percy is like my other half, he knows me more than I know myself, the perfect boyfriend. An idea crept into my mind.

I picked up the phone, calling out "Hey, Percy?"

Percy's POV:

"Frank! Hazel!" I called out, motioning my friends Frank and Hazel to come. We had met at the beginning of college, Frank being my roommate and Hazel his girlfriend.

They came over to my table; it was our study hall period.

"Hey, Perce." Frank said, holding Hazel's hand. They are a very cute couple.

"I was wondering if you guys wanted to come over to my dorm and watch a movie." I asked.

"Sure! What kind of movie?" Hazel asked.

"I dunno, Home Alone?" I exclaimed, "No, Finding Nemo!"

"Percy, aren't you too old for Finding Nemo?" Frank asked, but he already knew the answer.

"You are never too old for Nemo!" I exclaimed, making people turn their attention at me.

"Keep it down, Jackson" said Ms. Dawn, our study hall advertiser.

"My dorm at 8, bring snacks." I said, whispering, trying not to get on Ms. Dawn's nerves, trust me you don't want to.

They both nodded. Frank took out his class assignment while Hazel started to read. There's one more person to invite to movie night, and sadly she isn't in this college.

Annabeth Chase is her name, and she is my best friend. We did everything together, battling dragons at age 5 to battling tests at age 14. She is the other half of me; you can't live with half a brain or heart.

Which reminds me, I should really call her, I thought. I raised my hand, asking permission to go to the bathroom.

Soon as I got to the bathroom, which stinks but I could manage, I got out my phone, checking any text messages. My hand lingered on the iFunny app, one touch and you will never know how many hours past. Sorry ADHD, anyways, I went to my contacts and pressed Annabeth. I waited for her to pick up, praying to every god out there that she would say yes, movie night gets boring without her.

She picked up my call, her angelic voice calling out "Hey, Percy?"

"Hey! Annabeth! How's it going?" I asked.

"It's going; could you do me a favor?" She asked nervously. I could imagine her biting her lips, a trait she does when she is nervous.

"Sure! Anything for you." I answered back, she knows I got her back, heck I would even rob a bank if she tells me.

"Well,"

AN: This is technically my first story, Co-writing with MAL-DaughterofChaos doesn't count since she thought of the storyline and I just helped, at least that's what I think, so take it easy on me. Anyways, if you didn't know, Me and MAL-DaughterofChaos did a story together called "Music and Misery", check that out! By the way, MAL-DaughterofChaos is co-writing this story. Weird, right?

REVIEW! PLEASE! Give me any suggestions on what to add, it is highly appreciated.

- CAS (MAL stole my idea of "Yours in demigodness and all that, peace out", it's on my binder for gods sake!)