Chapter 2

Disclaimer: i love PJO so much that i want to own it, but, sad to say, i don't.

Annabeth's pov

Again, i found myself sitting at the porch of cabin eight staring at the awning of cabin three in the distance.

Ugh. I hate it when i do that. How many times i scolded myself. We're not meant to be. Who knows? Maybe he's already married. After that night, i moved away to my dad's house, then contacted my half- brother, Malcolm, to ask if Percy's still there. Then i went back to camp half-blood.

And i was never the same again.

Sure, i went back to my old routine. Archery, greek, capture the flag, but i was lifeless. Life just wasn't the same for me anymore.

Now, three years later, i had actually improved. A tiny bit. Just because of one guy. Ryan. He's a son of Hephaestus. Rugged, chiselled, good looking. What more could i ask?

"annabeth, we're celebrating our second year anniversary!i love you so much!" ryan cried out one day and presented me with a silver bracelet with an owl and fire charms. Did i mention he's a son of Hephaestus?

"oh, ryan. I've forgotten. Gods, i'm so sorry. Thanks, i love you so much." And i pecked him in the cheek.

I am happy. Happier than i've been in three years. But i'm still a work in progress.

Don't worry guys, i'm planning on them having a life of their own first before they meet again and wreck each other apart. The next chapter would be of percy's life after three years... reviews please!