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My first story. Take the ratings easy. Don't expect happiness. It's about the message. I hope you enjoy.

My Girl

Percy started up Half-Blood Hill. It had been too long. Nothing had changed over the couple years. He was back. Thalia's tree still had its metal dragon guardian. The cabins were in the same design. The sky was clear—almost as if it was welcoming him home. The sun wasn't too hot or too cold. It was all so beautiful and nostalgic. But he came here for one reason—one reason only. To find Annabeth. He had to tell her he was alive and he still loved her.

Hardly able to hold in his excitement, he started jogging. She could only be in one place—the lake—the place where they had their first kiss. As he approached the top of the hillside though, he hesitated. What if she wasn't there? What if his intuition wasn't correct? He shook his head. She had to be there. Then he took a step forward, and viewed the scene spread out before him; sparkling blue water, shining dew on the grass, and lush forests surrounding the lake. His heart dropped for a second. But then, he spotted a figure standing near the edge of the water.

She had lush blonde hair that was loose, a orange Camp Half-Blood T-Shirt, and blue jeans. She held her hands together behind her back, and stood, barefoot, staring toward the distance. He almost forgot why he was here. Shaking himself out of his daze, he approached Annabeth.

"Annabeth!" he called out. She turned to him. He could feel the happiness and excitement rush through him like adrenaline. But then he stopped.

"Who are you?" It was like time froze. His heart must've skipped several beats. He almost fell over.

"A-Annabeth! It's me! Percy!" he cried desperately, not believing that this was happening.

"I'm sorry. Do I—am I—supposed to know you?" she inquired curiously.

"A—Annabeth!" he said, as he started to approach her. "You know me. We were together. We used to date each other." She started to back away.

"S—Stay away. I—I don't know you. I'm sorry…I don't really understand, but I think you have the wrong person."

"An—"

"—nabeth!" another voice called out. Percy turned. The guy was lean, crippled blonde hair, and blue eyes. He ran passed Percy, and ran to grab Annabeth.

"Are you alright?" he asked her. She seemed to relax in his arms. She nodded.

"Yeah, Jason." he didn't know what was happening.

"Stop trying to harass my girlfriend!" Jason shouted at Percy, letting go of Annabeth and approaching Percy. He could feel his mind running into overdrive. He couldn't think of why…or how. And almost instantly, he realized. She didn't remember him. He could feel his heart's last threads of hope snap—dropping his heart into Tartarus. His knees almost buckled out from underneath him.

"Do you want me to beat the crap out of you?!" Jason called.

"…Yes." Percy replied, his voice monotone—emotionless. Jason paused for a second, but continued. Annabeth must've realized something was off.

"I''m gonna beat the shit out of you for trying to force yourself onto my girlfriend!" he said, storming towards Percy, who was completely still, looking at the ground.

"Jason, I think he's just—"

"No, Annabeth. Stay back." Jason commanded. At that moment, Percy's thought jumbled together into a conclusion. He couldn't stay here. Even if he was beaten and hurt,—punished—he would then have to live here, seeing Annabeth everyday. He had to go back to Camp Jupiter—somewhere that still accepted him. There must've been someone there that could help him through this confusion.

Shaking his head, he pushed the approaching Jason to the side, and ran toward the lake. He didn't even look at Annabeth. He dove into the lake, letting the water give him burst of energy. Calling a mako shark to him, he grabbed its fin and it carried him away—away from his hurt and pain.

Annabeth brought her outstretched to her chest and stared at the sunrise. Somewhere in that direction, was that boy. She felt like she knew him, but couldn't recall.

"Are you alright?" Jason asked, putting his arm around her waist. She nodded. "Good." he sighed in relief. "What was up with that guy? Did you know him?" She shrugged.

"I don't know." she said, shaking her head. She dismissed it from her mind. He was gone now. The pricking feeling at the back of her mind dulled away. She stared at the sunrise for a second before leaning onto Jason. She turned her face to look at him right as he leaned down to kiss her. They stayed that way until they were out of breath. Then, they decided to head back to Jason's cabin.

He stepped onto the beach, after waving the mako away in thanks, and started to walk up the beach toward the Roman fortress. He could only see her face…hear her voice ringing out in his ears again and again. He finally lost his composure. His vision started getting hazy, and he dropped to his knees. Annabeth, he thought. He could hear her voice. Who are you? He collapsed onto the ground next to the dock and let his eyes close, tears burning down the side of his face. Who are you?

Hope you enjoyed. This is my first story. This isn't a story of happiness, but if you guys like it, I'll post more. Try to give me ideas, and positive criticism is appreciated. Not random hate, but I'd understand if you don't like it.