Hey guys! It's almost Christmas time so I decided to write a Christmas-themed story about Percy and Annabeth. All of the Greek myths stuff do not exist in this particular story. Instead Percy and Annabeth are regular high school students.

I took the plot of the Christmas Carol and centered it around my own story. Here's a sneak peek:

"Why shouldn't I?" She snapped, still inching down the hall, eyes twitching slightly. "They hurt you and the bastard didn't do anything to stop it."

"He couldn't!" I answered defensively.

"Annabeth, enough!" She shouted. "You've been living in a fantasy long enough. The Percy we knew is gone! In his place is a monster! Why do you keep defending him?"

"I-"

"Hey Perce. How's Annabeth?" Seth smirked. He looked the same as he always did. Same glossy black hair. Fierce green eyes. Lips quirked into his signature smirk.

I scowled and scanned the hallways. "This is pretty smart of you, appearing in public."

"Chillax, bro." He hovered an inch above the linoleum floor. "Only you can see me."

"Great." I drawled sarcastically.

"So, how's Annabeth?" He asked nonchalantly.

God. I felt like he's setting me up for a trap. Hearing her name made my heart thumped erratically. "Fine."

"You sure?"

"Why the hell are you here?" I asked tightly.

"Let me introduce myself." Seth cleared his throat and I rolled my eyes. Always the one for theatric. "Hello Perseus Jackson, I am Seth Jackson, Ghost of the Past."

I stared at my brother then chuckled good-humoredly. "That's nice. You're suppose to be...hmmm..I don't know..dead?"

"What are you talking about?" I was really confused. Then I realized none of this made sense. Though apparently, insanity and madness runs in the family.

"You're with the wrong person," He explained impatiently.

The wrong person?

"Promise me we'll always be best friends" Percy said, while holding out his pudgy pinky.

Annabeth smiled, her teeth showing. "I promise," and interwined their pinkies together.

I scanned the room and what I saw filled my body with rage and shock. There stood my girlfriend making out with Marcus, the school badboy. I clenched my fist, ready to cross the distance between me and them.

"Why did you do this to me?" I screamed

"Easy, I was only with you because of the money. Once you're broke, I dump you like a lunch tray" Serena said with a sneer and with a last look, she left.

My mom saw the confuse look on my face and gesture to a grave. I read the word script on the rock:

Annabeth Chase

February 16, 1988 - January 29, 2013

In Honor of Our Beloved Sister

"What are you doing here?" Her voice seeping with acid.

I just grabbed her and kissed her.

So. There you go. A sneak peek of the new story. It'll be a short one. Maybe five-ten chapters? I'm not sure.

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Disclaimer: I do not own Percy Jackson or The Christmas Carol though my twists are mine alone.