Here's my new chapter, hope you like it. All rights to Rick.

My smile soon dissapeared as I heard him mucking around in his room, almost as if he was avoiding the window. I sat on my bed, a drawring of large house with beautiful pillars spread out on my lap. Staring down at it, I told myself not to be upset, he hasn't checked if I'm in my room yet. He does that sometimes.

I tried to do my homework, but my lines never seemed right and I was making a mess of it. Knowing I wasn't in the right state of mind, I allowed myself to look up at the window and into Percy's room. His bed was unmade and there was a pile of laundry on the floor but no sign of Percy. Sighing I looked back to my homework, deciding to do my English assignment instead.

I worked on that, writing an essay on the book 'how to kill a mocking bird' and twenty minutes had past before I looked up again as I heard a tap. Percy was at the desk below his window, giving me a lopsided smile.

I grinned at him and abandoned my homework to make my way to my matching desk so we could talk. We never liked our parents hearing our conversations so we each had a large pad of paper which had taken me 5years to convince Percy not to use to make paper planes.

He winked at me before grabbing a pen and scrawling on the pad.

Hey how was your day?

My stomach did a little flip. He always worried about me, it was adorable. I took my pad and glittery silver pen and wrote.

It was good, and yours?

He bent over his pad before holding it up for me to see.

Good.

I frowned. Some thing wasn't right.

What's wrong?

Nothing!

I frowned again. He couldn't lie to me.

Percy Jackson I know you like the back of my hand. Something is wrong! Tell me what it is.

I watched, concerned as he sighed.

Nothing gets past you wise girl. Meet me on the roof?

I gave a small smile, the roof was one of my favourite places. Me and Percy had been going up their for years to talk and hang out.

I'll be there.

He gave a nod and the screwed up the paper he had used and chucked it across the room. He turned with a triumphant smile as it sailed into the bin perfectly. I shook my head in exasperation. He did this everyday.

I pushed back my chair and gathered my papers, wadding them up and placing in the bin, unlike Percy I put mine by my desk because I didn't have his skill or aim. I watched as he climbed into his loft. Since we lived in half blood creek subdivision, all of the houses were designed exactly the same meaning mine and Percy's rooms were exactly the same yet flipped since we were on opposite sides of the house. We each had our own loft and a small door that allows us to climb onto our roofs. On paper, our rooms would be the same but in reality they couldn't look more different due to our interior decorations.

I climbed my ladder into my loft and uncovered the door to the roof i had hidden from my parents since I had discovered it at the age of six. I clambered out to find Percy already there on my roof and waiting for me, lounging in one of the chairs he had made for us in his wood work class at the age of 14.

He gave me a cocky smile and I rolled my eyes.

"So glad you could join me wise girl" he goaded.

I just laughed and went to my chair, the sun had dried the mornings dew off of the seat enabling me to see the carefully carved drawings that wound their way up the arm rest.

"So" I gave him the don't mess with me face, "what's wrong?"

He laughed and tried to convince me into letting it go, as if I had imagined it... Which we both knew I hadn't. I decided to leave it alone anyway, knowing full well If I didn't we'd fight and both return to our rooms in a huff. I recalled many times we had been childish and pulled the curtains on each other in the middle of the day.

I examined his face, which remained a mask that exuded intensity as he stared into my eyes. He slowly started to grin, knowing as well as I did that he had won. I sighed and leaned back on my chair, staring up into the sky and observing the small amount of swirling clouds that dotted the immense blue pool. We sat like that for a while, bathing in the comfortable silence that encased us, before Percy broke it to tell me that he had to go.

I raised an eye brow at him "need to work on that English essay hmm?"

His eyes widened. Normally he wouldn't care about that state of his grades but his favourite teacher, the only one he had respect for, tought English. I laughed at his face as he searched for an excuse before his eyes settled on me.

"Oh no ya don't" I told him "your writing it your self".

Yet I some how found myself explaining the entire book whilst pointing out various themes and events he could use to write the essay, basically planning the entire thing for him. By the time I was done most of the natural light had gone as the sun crept below the horizon.

"Now you really have to go!" I told him.
Realisation covered his face as he took in what I said. With a curse and an almost scared look he wished me sweet dreams and scurried across our roofs and into his room.