Hi everyone I'm back! I would like to thank all you people for being my first reviewers you 4 rock! Thank you all so much for your positive feedback and I would like to inform you all that this story will now be co-written by Awesome one! You should all read her stuff its super good! Anyways I have decided too keep writing it so here is our chapter 2, so enjoy!

-Geekchick202

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Annabeth POVWhen he said yes every bone in my body went rigid. I wanted to break down right there, me, Annabeth Chase, the girl that never cried. When Percy whipped his head around to look at me I set my face in a mask. He gave me a weak smile and right there is when I felt it. How dare he even try to smile at me when our feelings were so obvious, I mean he told me his weak spot and then leaves like its nothing!That's when I felt the tears threaten to come pouring out. I left so fast no one even noticed me……wrong again."ANNABETH!" I heard a voice from behind me shout. It was the one voice that I'd give anything in that moment to forget… the thought of his name caused the tears to flow and I bolted for the elevator. The last thing that I saw was Percy's hand extended towards I was in the elevator I composed myself. I was right to do so, as soon as I stepped out Sally had me in a hug."Oh, Annabeth we were so worried, where's Percy? Is he okay!" She asked looking worried."Fine, a god, but fine." I said coldly as I left the Empire State building. The last thing I did was leave a confused looking Sally with tears in her eyes at the elevator doors waiting for a boy that would never come soon as I got to camp the first thing I did was go to my cabin, all I could think was that my life was nothing without Percy. I just wanted to get away. A knock at the door interrupted my thoughts, Travis was obviously uncomfortable, word of me leaving must have spread by now." Hey, um Annabeth, uh……there's a party to celebrate tonight and well, we all want you there." He stated awkwardly."Will Percy be there?" I had to ask even if just saying his name hurt my heart."Uh, no, he's on Olympus still." I smiled. " Actually Travis I think a party is just what I need."After he left I went to the section in my closet that I would never usually go. Sultry Lingerie, short dresses, halter tops that go too low, you name it, it was here. All gifts from Aphrodite. I went towards a pink dress and smirked, oh yes the pink dress would do nicely for my plan. I pulled it off the rack and looked it over; it a pink plaid mini dress that, when I put it on, curved a V around my chest and rested and inch above my knees. Then I dug through the closest some more until I found a pair of strappy black sandal high heels; a perfect fit and a nice match for my dress. In box on the high I shelf I pulled out a black rose choker, not normally my style but tonight, this was going to work very nicely. I put it on then checked my self in the mirror, not bad, my outfit made me look like a model for dirty girls, which was what I was going for, only I found two main problems. My hair and my face. I looked like a girl scout that would ask you for directions, my face was just so…..little sweetheart, I wanted heartbreaker. And my blond curls weren't helping my cause in the least, the always made boys smile because of their beauty, I wanted men to fall at my feet. This I could fix though. I never really was one for makeup but it was necessary tonight; I started with that playful, sweet face of mine, covering my lips in a thin coat of lip balm and using the tiniest amount of foundation because I was tan as it was. Next I applied a dark red shadow, a blood color that I dusted with black, and coated my eyelashes in a dark mascara. I was looking good, no, I was looking bad. I smiled at the thought and put some red lipstick on, not a lot, but enough to make me stand out. There done and I look…..hot. With a smile I headed for a box under my bed, a place I kept a flat iron my uncle Mark, a gay man, had gotten me for chrismas years ago. I plugged it in and in no time my hair was straightened and flowing like a golden river down my shoulders. I was looking dangerous and I liked it, this was the new Annabeth. I let out a breath as I ran my hands over my stomach, daring to let a thought of what Percy would do if he saw me like this but I quickly fought the urge an left. Percy was a part of old Annabeth, new Annabeth doesn't need Percy, Percy the god can stay up there for all she cares, she wants nothing to do with him. I could see lights coming from the Big House and hear a rendition of Shorty Get Low, the Apollo kids must have added something to it, it sounded faster for dancing. As I got closer I noticed two things; one, Chiron and Mr.D were no where in sight; and two, there was boxes of what looked to be alcohol being taken through the doors by a couple of scruffy teenagers. I wasn't sure if this was a good thing but followed them anyway. Inside party lights hung from the ceiling casting golden yellows, acid greens, midnight blues, and blood reds all over the room. A table had been pushed against the wall in a far corned and was piled high with all sorts of food and now boxes of different wines and beers. A DJ, I recognized as an Apollo camper, was mixing music and running the lights from a large sound panel. People mingled and danced in some places, well, they did until I walked in, then they all turned and watched me walk by. Glares from the Aphrodite cabin and practically every girl there, drool and black stares from all the guys. I was a goddess among mortals, gold mingled in copper. This satisfied me. I felt a hand on my arm and turned to see who it was, one of those scruffy teenagers that brought beer, he was holding a red cup with a orange-ish liquid inside. Offering it to me. I smiled at him, making him swoon, and took the cup. The liquid was bitter, it tasted like moldy bread and water downed orange juice, but as I drank the cups full contents I noticed that the sharp pain of a razor blade dragging across my heart had been dulled down to a pencil. " Um, what was this?" I asked the love struck teenager, who was still following me, and holding the cup for him to see. He looked from the cup to my face confused, as if he forgot how to talk." Ahhhh…..screwdriver, yep, a screwdriver." He moved closer to take the cup and throw it over his shoulder so he could take my hands and start to dance." And what, may I ask, is a screwdriver?" He spun me before answering. I found it odd being held by this strange person, he was warm but radiated stupidity. He had soft brown hair and eyes to match, his lip was pierced and his ears were gauged. He wore a flannel shirt with some shaker logo on it and baggy jeans, torn and ripped from use, a chain hung out of his back pocket and clipped on his belt loop incase his wallet fell out. He was a born and bred party boy. And party boys hand was creeping down to my waist." A screwdriver is orange juice and vodka. Good stuff huh?" Oh, well, that explains the bitter taste.

"Excellent, mind getting me another?" I asked in a sultry voice. The love sick boy smiled.

" It would be my pleasure." As he left the only thing that I could think is the dramatic drop of pain in my heart.

A couple of drinks later I was having the time of my life. I was so drunk I didn't remember what we were celebrating. I was dancing with random guys and being the center of attention felt so good. I couldn't even think of my worries and I felt the best I had in years! I loved the feeling, experience, every thing about it just made me feel on top. I realized I liked the drinking, guys hitting on me, and even the glares of the girls, oh the glares they were the best because I knew I was the hottest in the party!

Before I knew it I was in a passionate make out session with a son of Apollo. I didn't know his name but I did no that any possible thought of him was gone and I loved it!

The next time I was in reality I was in the woods with the Apollo kid. He had pulled us out of the big house and we stumbled into the woods laughing like crazed drunkards, which we were. I remember him pushing me against a tree and pulling his hands up my thighs, bringing my dress up with them. I smiled and pulled his shirt off as he kissed my neck. Crazy things happened after that, he picked me up and laid me on the ground, him on top of me. Then somehow I let him take all my clothes off and his naked body pressed against my own, after that, I remember nothing.I woke up in the outside air with something warm against me. I opened my eyes and saw that I was lying on some guy's chest, his arms wrapped around my bare hips. I could feel the burning heat of our body's touching each other and I could see it too, we had come out here with out any blanket of sorts. As slowly as I could, so as not to wake him, I lifted my self of him and went abut to finding my scattered clothes. By the time I was fully dressed and trying to sneak out f the clearing he woke up."Hey sexy, where are you going?" Memories flooded back to me from last night, I had gotten extremely drunk and by doing so erased all thoughts I had, and I had found a guy I liked because he called me sexy and then I let him drag me into the woods and-oh great he's getting up and walking towards me."Ah, slip some pants on would ya?" It was a desperate attempt to keep him away from me; now that I wasn't drunk I could feel pain again, searing pain enveloping my heart with each passing second. I had slept with a random guy to get Percy off of my mind-Percy. Just thinking his name made me want to cry. The guy looked down at himself and nodded before walking off to locate his jeans that I had tore off him so feverously last night. As soon as he turned his back I took off running like all Hades was after me. That was my first official wild night…

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