Hey! I'm DaughterOfLetoxmx, and this is my second PJO fanfic! If you haven't already, please check out my other fanfics! Other than that, I'd like to thank Kexy Kewl (who is an amazing writer, everyone should check out her fanfic page!) because she inspired me to write more, with all her constructive advice, and guaranteed support on this website!

*Huge internet sigh* I hate to say this, but reviews help yada yada yada... favourite my page... and all that other good stuff. But ONLY IF YOU REALLY WANT TO! I hate asking that, but i kinda feel obliged to. Anyway. This is the first chapter of Closed Doors and I'm currently working on another chapter now! :) Anyway, on with the story!

Chapter 1 - Wildest Dreams (Annabeth POV)

Sitting on my bed, I began to pack all my clothes into the two suitcases. I was doing it slowly, as to postpone the torturous conversation I had to have afterwards.

Percy. He was the only thing going through my mind, as I sat there, my hands unconsciously putting my clothes away, in a colour-coded order. How was I supposed to tell him? 'Oh, I'm moving to England, but don't worry! I'll send you a postcard!' No…

Tap, tap tap, tap. Percy. I knew instantly it was him, from the code we made up, so we could tell who it was.

"Come in, Perce." I spoke, voice cracking from not speaking for hours. As he entered the room, I stopped packing, and looked at the ground.

"Hey! Athena said you needed to tell me something. What's up?" He spoke so casually, it almost made my eyes water.

"Perseus Jackson… I just—"

"Uh oh. Full names!" He joked.

"Percy…" I could feel the tears silently running down my cheeks. "Percy… I'm just going to say it, because you're going to hate me afterwards."

"Annie, its ok. I could never hate you!" He pulled me into a tight embrace, strong arms assuring me that he would always be there.

"I'm moving to England!" I cried out, at last releasing a sob. "I'm… moving to England…" I felt his arms tense. Great! Now you've done it Annabeth! Way to make him hate you!

"What…" Was all he managed to choke out.

"I'm… moving to England for the last 2 years of school. I'm so sorry Percy." I couldn't help it. It was like I'd lost control of my mouth. Memories poured forth, all the fun times me and Percy had had together.

He'd been my best friend since before I could remember. My best friend. My only friend. I subconsciously thought.

"Annie. Listen to me." He spoke so softly, cutting off my ramblings. Tucking a strand of hair behind my ear, he rested his thumb on my cheek, brushing my tears away gently. "This is the best thing in the world!"

"How can you say that!" I screamed, horrified. Maybe he was never really my friend… maybe he's glad I'm leaving him alone, freeing him the time to get a girlfriend – and I'm sure any one of the girls at school would take him up on the offer. Disgusted, I turned away from him.

"No! Oh my, that came out wrong! Let me explain Annabeth." He had obviously realized his mistake.

"I'm moving to England too! My mum got fired – for breaking a mop… yeah, don't ask – and she thought it would be nice to go somewhere. So we're moving to England! We're going to a town called Berwick; apparently it's amazing in the summer." He sounded so excited, and his enthusiastic grin was contagious.

"Oh my god! Percy! I'm going to Berwick too! We'll be going to school together! Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god! This is the coolest thing ever!"

I squealed really loudly, and I'm sure the whole street heard it, because the next thing I knew, Percy was covering his ears, and my mum burst through the door, a huge smile plastered on her face.

"He told you then? Me and Sally had a talk, and decided it would be best for all our children – especially you two – if we moved to the same town. Oh, and by the way, we're staying in the same street…" Another round of squeals on my part, and Percy started shouting as well.

"Well, I'll leave you two alone, before I go deaf—" We instantly shut up. "Oh, and Annabeth, can you hurry up, Sally's already completely packed and it's you we're waiting for." And with that, she left the room.

After screaming and shouting and hugging and laughing until our lungs felt ready to burst, we flopped down onto my bed, exhausted.

"I still can't believe we're going to England together! C'mon Annie, better get you packed so we can go quicker." He winked, smiling mischievously.

After another hour packing, my room was empty, apart from the bed, wardrobe, and dresser – which came with the house.

"Let's go! Let's go already!" I was hurrying my mum out of the door, after she'd claimed to have forgotten something.

"I'll see you in England!" Percy shouted, waving out of the skylight in his car, as it zoomed down the street, and out of sight.

Next thing I knew, I was in the backseat of the car, on the way to England, wondering house many hours, minutes, and seconds until we got there…

I know. It sucked... You don't have to bombard me with reviews just to tell me that. Anyway... As I've been doing for a while now, here's a quote from the next chapter!

Now... lets see... Ahh yes! The one and only Malcolm!

"Why do you have toothpaste splodges all over your face?" I love that line. had a good laugh writing it... Anyway, have a good time waiting for the next chapter! (at least i hope you wait for the next chapter...)

~Rose (DaughterOfLetoxmx)