Chapter 2

AN: Hey guys! Now I did say that I would quit on my other story, but in fact I've just uploaded another chapter onto it, so you guys know I haven't quit on that story yet ;) Anyways, let's get right into this story.

Disclaimer: I don't own PJO.

Annabeth POV

"Silena, wait!" I tuned out the protests of my ex-boyfriend.

"No Abraham, you already hurt me too much. I don't want to see you ever again.

"Just once more?" I turned around and looked at him. His eyes were swimming with emotions. Guilt, hopelessness, but one stood out to me.

Pain.

"Annie? Are you still writing that stupid story?" I quickly saved my work and shut down the computer.

"No...?" Thalia sighed.

"Annie, no matter how successful of an author you are, I don't think romance novels are your type.

"I don't care what you think, now what did you want me here for?" I had to admit I was being harsh, but I didn't let ANYBODY criticize my work. Not even my best friend. No one could stop me from reaching the stars, and reaching the ones beyond the stars.

"Well, I just wanted to watch the news with you" I rolled my eyes. Every day, Thalia seemed to be obsessed with the news. I reluctantly sat on the couch with her.

Today, world-famous Percy Jackson has finished his world tour, and has come back to New York City where he lives. He has also brought along his assistant and rumored to be his best friend, Nico Di Angelo.

I snorted. Percy Jackson, having friends? As mean as it sounds the celebrity is a first-class jerk. The only thing good about him is his songs.

If anyone has any information as to where he lives or where he will be going, please call 1-800-5672...

I sighed. Despite me hatred for Percy Jackson, I hated news like this. No celebrity ever deserved to be tortured by the endless swarms of horror also known as the paparazzi. Annabeth was only an author and had experienced it firsthand.

Flashback

I walked into the cafe, and was greeted by a delicious aroma of smells. I quickly found a spot.

"Hello, I'd like to get a mocha latte and a donut please" I smiled at the waiter.

"Okay, your order will be coming up soon"

Once I got my order, I chomped down my donut and drowned my latte. Then, as I was paying...

"OMG! It's Annabeth Chase! I love your books! Can I have your autograph?" I turned to her in horror. Standing before me was an 11 year old, who was excitedly holding out a copy of my new book, Abandoned"

I quickly signed it and tried to make a quick getaway, but it was too late.

Swarms of people had clogged up the entrance at the sound of my name. Paparazzi was on their way, and I was trapped.

Inside of a coffee shop.

It's funny, how as little kids you guys adore famous people. But you don't realize how horrible it can be until you experience.

Usually, I am deathly afraid of spiders. And failing. But now?

My greatest fear was probably the people with cameras and fans screaming "Autograph my book!" and "Annabeth I love you!"

I mean, if this was what only a famous author felt, I wouldn't want to know how someone more famous felt.

At the end, I had to blend in as a fan and slowly but surely made it out.

Flashback end

Anyways, like I said if that's what I felt, I didn't want to know what Percy felt right now, having hordes of fan girls in front of his house.

And of course, the occasional jealous boy who would throw an egg or two.

And the random girl trying to crawl in through the window.

And the girls trying to peek into the bathroom (seriously I'm disappointed with them).

At the end, a couple of security guards shooed everyone away (thank god).

Bored, I took out my laptop and continued typing.

The pain in Abraham's eyes made me want to cry. To run to him and sob into his chest, but I could not let that happened. When I found out he was cheating on me, I became stronger.

"Please Silena, let me apologize" he begged.

I looked at him up and down. "No" I said coldly, emotionlessly, to him. Immediately I saw the hope fade from his eyes to be replaced by pain. It hurt me so much to see him so broken, so hurt. But then, I remembered what he did to me.

"I'm sorry, Abraham, I can't have you doing this to me, hurting me over and over again." and on that thought, I ran.

However, this time he didn't follow he. He merely sat down in front of the large tree, put his head in his hands, and started sobbing.

My writing was interrupted by Thalia.

"Gosh Annie, are you writing that story AGAIN? Remember the romantic novel you wrote? It was an utter failure!"

"I'm okay Thals, go to sleep"

"Only if you do, Annie"

I sighed. Sometimes my best friend was seriously stubborn. "Fine. On"

"1...2...3..." both of our lights clicked out. "Goodnight Annie."

"Goodnight Thalia."

-Page Break-

The next morning I was woken up by Thalia cooking. Thalia never cooked. Well, only on special weekends. Speaking of special weekends...

I took a look at my calendar. Hmm... May 28th, it was a Saturday. (AN: This is 2016 May 28th, which is coincidentally tomorrow for me.) I walked downstairs, and was greeted with a multitude of different smells. Most of them smelled, burnt?

I hurried down, and found Thalia cooking bacon and toast. When I took a closer look at them, I was surprised to find black-charred bacon and toast that seemed as if it were toasted with a 9000 voltage toaster.

"Thals, I don't think I'm going to eat that..." Thalia looked at me, and then looked at the black mess in front of her. She sighed.

"Yeah, it was worth a try though. How about we go to the Starbucks nearby? I agreed and quickly dressed up.

"Anyways, what's the occasion, Thals?" Thalia looked genuinely surprised. Umm, what occasion? she stammered.

"Well, you only cook breakfast on days when we have something special, so what's the occasion today?" Thalia shrugged.

"That's a surprise" I groaned. I hated Thalia's surprises.

"Fine, just take me to get coffee please."

-Page Break-15 minutes later, Thalia and I came out of the Starbucks, each holding a steaming hot coffee.

"So... care to tell me the surprise yet?" Thalia shook her head.

"Annie, be patient, the surprise is at 5:00 PM, so you can go write your story or whatever. I gaped at her, knowing that this surprise was probably super huge. Since my failed attempt at writing When we first met, Thalia had been openly disagreeing against me writing romantic novels.

Flashback

"Annie!" Thalia screeched, "You can't waste your time on another one of those stupid romance novels again! The last one took you 6 months and it still got turned down!"

Flashback end

So when Thalia said I could go and write my novel, I was very suspicious...

Percy POV

"Wait, Nico what were you saying?"

"Perce, I met this awesome girl online, her name is like Thalia or something, and she invited me to a date." Nico explained.

"Okay... but this doesn't explain why I need to tag along as a third wheel. Besides, why are you even going on a date with a girl whose name you forgot?"

"Relax, Percy. She said that she was bringing her friend, and I just told you her name, its Thalia." I frowned at the idea of being hooked up with another girl. Something didn't feel right...

"Anyways, we're going to the movies at 5:00 PM. And you ARE coming"

"Fine" I groaned and dragged myself to my computer.

Annabeth POV

"Wait what do you mean ANOTHER BOY is going there?" I was bewildered.

"Annabeth, it means that I'm going on a date with a boy, and I asked him to bring his best friend since I didn't want you being a third wheel" Thalia explained everything incredibly slow, like explaining something to a third grader.

"Okay, but WHY?"

"Well you didn't think you would just drive me around and write your book while I'm having the time of my life, didn't you?" truth to be told, Annabeth HAD indeed thought that that was what she was going to do, but she wasn't going to tell Thalia that.

"Well, I thought I would just be dateless, you know? Anyways, what's your date's name?"

"Nico. Nico Di Angelo" Thalia said. For some reason, that name struck a familiar chord in my memory. I shrugged it off. Besides, there are probably multiple Nicos in New York.

"So... it's 4:30. Shouldn't we be going, Thalia?"

"Oh yeah, you drive, Annie"

"Of course" this was definitely going to be a very long night.

-Page Break-

When we pulled into the driveway, I was immediately suspicious.

"Thalia, are you sure this is the right place?" it just seemed so... fancy. For some reason, that stuck in my brain. Fancy = expensive = money = rich. Nico + rich. However, I couldn't figure out why the connection bothered me so much, so I just put it off as something I didn't need to worry about.

I was wrong.

"Mhm, come on Annie, I want you to meet Nico", and skipped into the cinema. Reluctantly, I followed her.

Inside, I heard Thalia talking excitedly "Oh hi! I'm Thalia, and I'm assuming you're Nico? Okay, and who's this over here?" Nico said something that made Thalia go quiet . Curious, I stepped out, wondering who this other boy was.

And found myself looking at Percy Jackson.

AN: MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA lol I hope you guys liked it. Anyways, I have a new schedule now. I will be writing one chapter one this story and one for my other story everyday. However, I'm going to be gone for three days so I might not update as much, but I promise I'll write a ton starting Tuesday. Anyways, have a great day ;)

-PPS