So…I had this idea about a Luke and Annabeth thing (Which I like to call Lukabeth!) Ok, To make this work this world in which my fanfic exists Luke would still side with Kronos BUT Krono's doesn't use him as a host, let's say he used Ethan, son of Nemesis. I'm narrowing the age gap between them as well. It will start where Luke is seventeen and Annabeth is fifteen going on sixteen. Just to make this clear, I am totally into Percabeth, but I really want to do this story. It takes place a bit before The Last Olympian. OK. My second Percy Jackson fanfare starts! ^.^'

Chapter 1; Back to School

I never knew I would fall for a bad boy, and I definitely didn't expect it to be him.

This summer has gone by so fast. I can't believe it was over already. Now practically everyone was going to have to leave camp-which includes most of my friends- and go back to their families and school. I was just glad I was a yearlong camper and didn't have to head back to LA where my Dad and annoying Step Mom are. I love my dad but I'll rather be at camp then with her. The thing that would be dreadful is that not many people are yearlong campers and it will be dead boring here. There use to be more yearlong campers, not anymore, with the war going on. I don't get that. Camp should be the safest place to be. I do get the mortal parents reasons though. Most kids have told their parents of monsters entering through the labyrinth and they don't want to risk their children's lives. I don't get why we didn't just send the newbie, inexperienced campers up on Mount Olympus when the camp boundaries were failing summers ago. Well, as I said, that was summers ago. This was now. I was older. I had grown. My blond hair had fallen past my shoulders-I should really get it cut- and I have started to get some womanly curves, but what did I care? I-Annabeth Chase- didn't care about any of this stuff. I-Annabeth Chase- had better things to worry about. Like, what stupid prank was Percy trying to play on me today? He knew they always failed, but he kept trying. He's just so…Percy.

I sat on my bunk in a nearly empty cabin, hair falling over my shoulders and orange 'Camp Half-Blood' t-shirt as I held my blue Yankees cap that my mom had given me as a gift. I sighed. I looked out the window and saw many people getting ready to leave, but many people weren't. Maybe Camp wasn't going to be so boring after all, but Percy was still leaving. He was like- my best friend, what? I said best friend, nothing more and will never be. I don't like him that way; I don't like anyone that way. Percy's just a really good friend, BFF, you could say, but he's a guy, and people always expect more when a girl's best friend is a guy, especially at this age. It was annoying; couldn't guys and girls just be friends? I stood up, quickly putting my hair up in a ponytail and placing my hat back in my bunk. I walked outside of my cabin and looked around. All of the Ares Cabin was staying-including Clarisse. Almost all of the Hephaestus and Apollo cabins. Most of my cabin was gone, the same with Aphrodite, Demeter, Hermes and such. And of course, Percy was leaving. I wonder where he was right now. Probably inside his cabin packing up and cleaning that giant mess, the toxic waste dump, I call it. I snickered a little, as I made my way to the Poseidon cabin. It wasn't so far off. Percy was a slob. He couldn't keep anything clean for the life of him. As much as that kid annoyed me, I couldn't not just hate him. You can't hate Percy. He's just…Percy. I didn't want him to leave. I wish that for once he could stay, not for the whole time, he has school and that poor kid needs all the help he can get, but…maybe just a month longer, even just a week would be better. I stepped on the deck and put my hand to the door knob to open the door when I thought better. I knocked softly on the door.

"Come in," said Percy in a quiet voice.

I opened the door, entered and softly closed the door behind me.

Percy sat next to the little pool in the back of his cabin. He dangled his legs over the side of it, the water going up to the middle of his shin. I could see his bare feet through the clear water. I looked around the cabin. It was huge. The perks of having one of the big three as a parent. It was still messy, not as much as usual but still messy.

"Enjoying your toxic dump?" I asked.

"I cleaned it!" he exclaimed jumping out of the water to face me. He wasn't wet at all, the perks of being a kid of Poseidon.

"Yea, and you did a really good job at it," I said picked up a dirty sock with the tips of my fingers.

"Well….I was….," Percy trailed.

I rolled my eyes and dropped the sock. I bent down and rinsed my fingers in the water. "You better get packing seaweed brain," I said.

He frowned. He hated that name, but it so suited him. He was just so…dumb sometimes. He's nice, helpful, friendly and everything…but dumb.

"I did pack," he said.

"Really?" I asked skeptically.

He nodded towards a suitcase on one of the bunks.

I spread my arms out to show the mess in the room.

He shrugged.

"You wouldn't want to leave anything behind and lose it to the cleaning harpies,"

"I have everything I need,"

"Yea, I almost forgot, it would take a month to clean this mess and you don't have the time for that," I grinned.

He grinned back.

"What were you doing when I came in?"

He didn't answer.

"Come on, you can tell me, it's not like it's a horrible secret or anything, is it?" I asked. Then I saw a Drachma lying discarded at the bottom of the pool. I suddenly realized that the back of the cabin was still a little misty.

"Who were you trying to contact?" I asked.

He shook his head, smiling a little. "I was trying to contact my Dad," he said, now sitting down and trailing the water around with his fingers, without touching the surface.

I sighed. I took off my shoes and sat down next to him, the water halfway up to my knee. "And?" I asked.

"And what?" He asked.

"What do you think Seaweed brain?"

"I think he's busy or something, he didn't answer, the area I saw was all foggy, I couldn't see,"

I rolled my eyes. "Boy does that name fit you, of course he's busy, were in the middle of a war here!"

"I know, it's just, everything I have to do…it's a lot to be on someone's shoulders, choices...What if I make the wrong one? Sometimes I wish I was normal, both of my parents were human…," Percy trailed.

"Don't we all?" I mused.

He just looked at me.

I sighed. "Percy, you're a great guy, you will do the right thing, but wait now get focused on getting home!" I exclaimed, wincing at the fact that he's leaving so soon.

"That too, I don't like being away at a time like this, I feel bad living away in the mortal world pretending nothing's wrong. I want to be here, I want to help,"

"Percy, I know you; you won't be pretending this isn't happening! I know you will be thinking of our problems day and night, but even heroes need breaks Percy. You remember Odysseus? I know you do, all ninth graders have to read The Odyssey, remember when that Goddess turned his men to swine and when she turned them back he decided to stay with her for a year in the middle of his journey home?" I explained trying to cheer him up.

It worked. "Yea, my English teach use to always joke about that, she would be like: 'oh but I really want to get home, oh, I guess we can stay for another year'," Percy grinned.

"Now that's the Percy I know!" I grinned back nudging him.

We sat there for a few more moments not speaking. He trailed the water around with his finger in his, 'child of Poseidon' way and I held mine on my lap. Oh boy was I going to miss this kid.

"Percy, stay out of trouble," I warned grinning. "I won't be there to save you,"

He grinned back. "You're going to miss me,"

"Of course! You're my best friend!"

He didn't reply. He just sat there grinning to himself. Seaweed brain.

I punched him lightly on the arm. He still said "ow," and began rubbing it.

"What was that for?" he asked.

I rolled my eyes. "You will find out when I decide to tell you," I said leaving his cabin.

I walked past the camp boundaries and up Half-Blood Hill to Thailia's tree. Her spirits not in there anymore since the Golden Fleece revived her but the name still stuck. I sat under the tree in the shady grass before. I lied down in the grass and put my arms behind my head and watched the sun set on the horizon. There was still a lot of time before nightfall. I laid there just thinking. Thinking of this past summer, the summers before, the summer I met Percy and nursed him back to health after his battle with the Minotaur. I remembered the summers before I met Percy, the first summer I came. I was with Grover, Thailia's, and Luke. Luke…I remember him. He was a son of Hermes, the leader of that cabin, but then he chose the wrong side. He chose Kronos. And I liked Luke once! I shook my head. He was an enemy now. Speaking of Grover…I heard hooves walking through the grass behind me. I looked over and saw him sitting down with his back against the trunk of the tree. He leaned his head back.

"Sad Summer's over?" he asked.

"Who wouldn't be?" I asked.

"Sad Percy's leaving?"

"Of course, he's my best friend; I wish he didn't have to leave,"

"He's mine too,"

"I know,"

He sighed and scratched his head.

We just sat staring up at the ski, thinking. It was pretty darn quiet already. We only spoke a little.

"OK, let's face it, without Percy we are dull," Grover said.

"Maybe you are," I joked.

As if on cue Percy came running to us, lugging a suitcase behind him and his pack slung around his shoulder.

"I thought you were leaving…?" I asked as he sat down in the same position as I.

"Don't get your hopes up, I'm just waiting for the New York Taxi to arrive," Percy grinned.

I sat up and wrapped my arms around my knees. I've ridden in that before, not pleasant. I do not recommend.

"It'll be here soon, it's almost nightfall," Grover said commenting on the little bit of sun peeking out from over the horizon.

We sat there under the tree for a few silent moments.

"Reminds you of good old times huh?" Percy asked.

"Yea…" I trailed.

"All those summers," Grover agreed.

We spent summers together since Percy and I were 12, sixth grade. Grover and I didn't really hang out much before Percy came into our lives, and boy did he come in. We did this a lot. Sit here under Thailia's tree watching the sunset and then race back to our cabins before curfew. Yea, the good times.

Suddenly there was the sound of a screeching car speeding down the road. I turned to see and there was Percy and the other New Yorker camper's ride. The black taxi in which everyone hated so much. I sighed as Percy stood up with his suitcase.

"Well…See ya next summer," he said running to get in the car.

I watched as he clambered into the taxi putting his suitcase in the back. I sighed continuously until the black taxi became a dark spot on the horizon and Grover interrupted me.

"OK, you can stop now," he said.

"I know, it's just that Camp's going to be so boring," I almost sighed but caught myself.

"I know Annabeth, I know," Grover sighed standing up and walking back into camp.

What gives him the right to sigh when he told me to stop?

I had raced back to my nearly empty cabin to get back before curfew and the harpies came out.

Luckily I got back just in time. I walked in, slamming the door behind me. A few campers that had stayed lay on their bunks reading or talking quietly. I walked over to my bunk, and collapsed onto it, sighing.

Summer was over. This was going to be boring as hell.

Yay! First chapter done! Please R/R?