Hey everyone.

I haven't updated in AGES! The truth is, FanFiction was down for a long period of time and it's finally back up. And my family has been going through some problems and it's now getting worse than I thought. If you could, please pray for my family.

I wasn't going to update, but since I already had the chapter uploaded, I just went ahead and posted it. I don't knew when I'm going to update again because all my stories are on my external hardrive and it's now like lost.

Anyways, I'm happy that I can update and post again. I hope to upload some other chapters in the next few days or weeks (depends on the family problem). It's tough and seems like every day gets worse.

Enough of my author's note, so I'll let you get to the story and I love you guys. Don't forget that!

Annabeth's POV:

I didn't get a good night sleep last night. I sat on the window seat, staring at the full moon. It looked so powerful and it ruled the world. I thought about Seaweed Brain and why won't he talk to me? I then remember leaning my head against the window and falling asleep just like that.

I opened the door to my bedroom and noticed the boy's bedroom door was open. That meant the twins were already awake. But, I wonder about Seaweed Brain?

Cautiously, I stepped inside to room and saw a body lying in the sheets of the bed my parents let him use. Seaweed Brain was facing frontwards and his arms were behind his head. I blinked. Did I just see him muttering the words to a song?

"Seaweed Brain?" I said.

He turned his head to look at me, but said nothing.

"Do you want any breakfast?" I asked. I didn't even know if breakfast was ready or even made.

He shook his head no and turned over so his back was facing me.

"All right."

I walked down the stairs my house and I saw my brothers watching TV.

"Where is mom and daddy?" I asked them.

Matthew pointed to the kitchen door. Bobby spoke up, "They're in the kitchen."

"Thanks." I said, walking over to the door.

I heard yelling coming from the kitchen. I walked into the kitchen and noticed my parents. I stood there like an idiot, watching my parents shouting at each other and them getting up into each other's faces. My dad though, noticed me in the doorway and his face softened up.

"Annabeth..." my mother whispered. "Can you go see if Green eyes is awake?"

I didn't answer. I felt tears filling my eyes from watching my parents. I nodded, swallowing the lump in my throat. I turned around and began walking towards the stairs. I felt the weight of the world fall onto my shoulders. That was the fifth time this month I saw them fighting. I wonder how many they've had when I wasn't around.

I walked into the boy's bedroom and stood there in the middle of the room. Seaweed Brain rolled over and I felt the tears streaming down my face and I felt weak in front of him. I hated being weak in front of anyone, especially boys.

Seaweed Brain sat up and his messy, black hair was falling in front of his eyes. I couldn't handle the pain anymore. I walked over to him and wrapped my arms around his neck. I cried into his shoulder and I felt his hands on my back. I didn't care that this was a boy I hardly knew, he still treated me as a friend.

After a couple minutes of crying my eyes out, I felt weak and exposed. I hated people seeing me weak. It was a fatal flaw, whatever that is. My mom told me that when she saw I was crying because of a boy I liked died in a fire. I haven't cried since then and that was two years ago, but seeing my parents fighting,: it felt like a bullet in my chest.

I then took a breath and lifted my head up to see Seaweed Brain's green eyes staring down into mine. His arms wrapped around me in a comforting way, the way my father used to do felt like he really cared about me. I do understand that we're eight years old, but remember I'm very mature for my age.

"I saw my parents fighting for the fifth time this month. It just hit me today, I guess." I whispered to him. "Thank you."

Seaweed Brain nodded, understanding why he was holding me. Out of nowhere, his hand came up and poked me in the stomach. I squealed, laughing as a smile crept onto his lips. I smiled back, finally getting him to open up.

Moments later, we were lying on his bed and we were playing thumb-war. I just beat him for the sixth time and he gave up. I laughed, pressing my cheek against his pillow. He was lying next to me and I felt safe for one of the first times in my life. It felt different, especially since I hardly knew him.

Everything was ruined when I heard a throat cleared behind us. I rolled over to see my dad, standing in the doorway.

"Annabeth, we're going to the store. Can you go get dressed?" he asked.

I stood up as Seaweed Brain sat up in the bed. "Yes, daddy."

"You too, Green eyes."

Seaweed Brain nodded, standing up and grabbing his jeans off the floor.

"We're going to get you some new clothes." my dad told him.

He nodded again, grabbing a clean shirt for the clothes my mom gave him. My dad left after that and Seaweed Brain stood beside me, already dressed. How come boys get dressed so fast? I need to ask my mom that.

I walked into my bedroom, grabbing a pair of jeans from my drawers and slipping them on. I pulled on a purple polo and some purple converse. I loved the color purple as you can see.

"Annabeth, you ready?" my mother asked.

I shook my head. "Can you put my hair up?"

"Of course, sweetheart."

She walked over and sat on my bed, grabbing my brush off my dresser. She started to brush through my curls and her fingers ran through my hair.

"Annabeth, what you saw downstairs was a misunderstanding, okay?" my mother said.

What about all the other times? "Okay." I whispered.

"All done. I've always loved your hair in a ponytail."

I smiled, walking out of my bedroom after grabbing my book. It was a picture book of all the amazing architecture in Athens, Greece. I had a thing for architecture and I know I'm eight years old, but how come I'm the only one who has an A in math and art?

My family and I got into the car, which was a van. I asked my daddy to get it when he took me to get a new car. My father was an architect as my mother was a nurse. Let's just say, we had some money in the back for new items.

Seaweed Brain sat next to me in the back, my brothers were in the middle, and like always, my parents were riding in the front. My dad was driving us to the mall. I groaned. I hated shopping, especially for new clothes. I never knew what to pick!

The boy next to me was surprised as the radio turned on and the speakers were right behind him. His hand came up and slammed onto the seat.

I laughed softly and whispered, "Can I have my hand back?"

He looked down and noticed his hand clutching mine. He let go, turning away probably blushing like crazy. I knew my face was burning up.

I then remembered my question. "Hey mom?"

"Yes?"

"Why do boys get dressed so fast?" I asked, smiling sweetly at my brothers and Seaweed Brain, who was looking at me with a funny look on his face. I just smiled and turned to look at my mother, waiting for her answer.

How do you think the shopping is going to go? Do you think that Percy will open up to Annabeth or anybody?

Review and you'll get another chapter! I would love to get to hundred reviews and it might make a smile go onto my face :-) I hope to update as soon as I can. I love you guys! And please, pray for my family.

-HunterofArtemis32