I Hate You, but I Love You
Summary: Nico Di Angelo was the boy nobody noticed or cared about. He was the boy that had to try and convince himself everyday to not kill himself, and he was quickly giving up.
Percy Jackson was the boy everyone thought they wanted to be. The boy every girl wanted, but the boy no one knew suffered each and everyday. He was the boy who almost gave up, until noticed a little black-haired teenager who needed as much help as himself.

Nico's P. O. V.

Beep! Beep! Beep!
I groaned as I got up to turn off my stupid alarm clock to get ready for school. I took off my clothes and got ready for a shower, making sure I avoided looking in the mirror as I walked into the bathroom. I couldn't stand to look at the bruises my father gave me. Each one blending with another making a mesmerizing mix of purple, green, and blue.

I adjusted the water and got in. The welts from last night's punishment stung, but I continued to punish myself with the burning hot water. Maybe the pain would kill me I thought to myself, before I realized what I was thinking.

Stop thinking like that, you deserve the pain you get. In fact you deserve an even worst punishment then what your father gives you for being a Freak. Freaks deserve the pain they get.They don't deserve to get what they want.

"Stop thinking." I told myself. I had to make it through another day. Why bother? The stupidly logical voice in my head said. Shut up. I washed my hair and scrubbed my body (as hard as I dared to go) quickly hoping to be ready before my father awoke.

I got dressed putting on a shirt that looks almost like all the other ones I have. It was plain black with a skull on it. I quickly put on my black pants, socks, and combat boots trying not to wince at the pain all the movement was causing. I grabbed my messenger bag, and after making sure I had everything I would need for that day, I rushed down stairs to the kitchen to make breakfast for my father, before he woke up. I couldn't have it like last time, when I didn't have his breakfast ready for him. . .

Two eggs. . . Two pancakes. . . Three teaspoons of syrup. . . No sugar or milk in his coffee. . . I repeated the instructions that were ingrained in my memory from being given to me so long ago. Hades hated it when his breakfast, well anything really, wasn't exactly how he wanted it. I set his plate down on his preferred spot of the dining table and left out of the house.

Judging by my watch I still had some time before I had to go to school. To be exact thirty-five minutes. If I had friends I , like any other normal teenager, would have gone and hung out with them, but I don't have any friends. Besides who would want to be friends with a freak like me? Everybody at school hates me.

I walked over to the woods behind Half-Blood High. Not many could see it, but if you were close enough you could see a light trail leading in. I followed it until I found the tree I normally sat by. It was big and had branches low enough for me to climb if I wanted to.

I sat on one of the lowest branches, and looked down. I was probably five feet above the ground. If I fell it probably could cause some damage. . . I looked at my watch again. Ugh. . . Five minutes until first hour.I gather up my stuff and dragged my way back to HB (A/N- That will be Half-Blood High's abbreviation).

I had almost made my way to my Advanced Math classroom when I heard the laughter of the popular group, which was composed of,mostly, seven people: (A/N I know it says seven here, but right now I'll only name four. I'll add the rest later. Promise.)

Jason Grace. The blond hair, electrifying blue eyes, tiny scar above his upper lip, and his 'good boy' personality made him almost impossible to not like.

Second, his girlfriend, Piper McLean. She had choppy brown hair with two thin braids on the side, nobody could tell what colour her eyes really were cause they were always changing, she didn't wear make-up but anybody could tell she was pretty, and she was the relationship expert in the school. She could fix any problem that had to do with 'love'.

Leo Valdéz, Jason's best friend, was a Latino guy with brown curly hair. His hands were always busy with something. He was really into building stuff. He was the group's clown, he made them laugh. He was also a pyromaniac.

Fourth, was Annabeth. She has honey-blonde hair and stormy gray eyes. She was the smartest student here, which really threw off the whole 'dumb blondes' thing.

Percy Jackson was the modern day Adonis. With his wind swept black hair, his eyes that were a star telling shade of green, his smile that was always plastered on his face; I'm sure every girl (and some guys) in HB had some sort of crush on him. He was just— likable. It was impossible to really hate him.

When they rounded the corner Percy and I formed eye contact. I looked away quickly trying to get into the class to take a seat in my usual place in the very back of the classroom. It's been happening a lot lately, the random moments of awkward eye contact. Never having spoken a word to each other I honestly didn't know what he could want. He was the one causing this.

I really wanted to know why because he was the first person who didn't flat out act as if I didn't exist. He was the first person to notice me. I just wanted to know what he wanted. Why he kept looking at me.

I couldn't even focus on the task at hand: converting these stupid decimals into mixed numbers, then into improper fractions. (A/N- I know that's not high school math, it's seventh grade math, but I honestly don't know what they do in high school. Sorry!) I couldn't focus because I could feel that unwavering gaze from Percy Jackson. I was tempted to look up at him, but I didn't because if he really needed something he was have come up and asked me.

I couldn't have been more relieved when the bell rang signaling that first hour was over. I was just about it give in and look at him, but thank Fortuna (A/N- For those who don't know who she is: Fortuna is the Roman goddess of luck.) that 1.)She was actually deciding to be nice to me today and 2.) She saved me from Percy's gaze.

I rushed out of the classroom as fast as I could, but the whole time I felt Percy Freaking Jackson's stupid, confusing unwavering gaze on me the whole time.

A/N- Sorry I kept interrupting the story with my little side comments. I hope you liked this chapter because more is coming. I know a lot of you guys are waiting for me to update The Lightning Thief, and don't worry. It's on it's way. Review or PM me please, I want to hear your thoughts about it. Please answer the poll on my profile page because it would really help with this story later on. Please! Again I hoped you liked it and Remember: I love you guys!

May 15, 2014

-Laysi