Okay, so this has nothing to do with my story but it's insanely important to PJO lovers like me, there's going to be a new Camp Half-Blood series coming out in late 2010. I know nothing about it except the fact that it's going to have different characters but the same kind of idea. Just thought I'd let people know, on with the story!

Disclaimer: As you obviously know, I don not own PJO.

Percy's POV

As I pulled my mom's old car out of the stone parking structure I felt nostalgic for all of the old times Annabeth and I always had. I mean before Rachel and before I knew about an awful prophecy.

I shook my head hard remembering that I had to find Annabeth before any monsters did because as far as I know Annabeth didn't usually carry her bronze knife around every day.

The streets weren't completely over crowded, being that it was 3:30 and a Thursday, but I couldn't help feeling like I was dealing with a lost cause, there were thousands of people in Manhattan and Annabeth was just one girl.

I kept my eyes on the sidewalk, training them to look for blond hair. I noticed the shadows melt away when the sun moved behind a cloud; I hoped it would not start raining.

Mental note: be more respectful to Zeus and maybe he won't make it rain at the most inconvenient times.

Thunder rumbled in the distance which either meant Zeus heard my thoughts and decided we had a deal or he was going to make it pour down just for me.

I rolled down my window and started calling out for Annabeth, hoping that she would hear.

Street after street I focused on the sidewalks, trying to make her appear on command, mo such luck.

I pulled out the picture of Annabeth that I had in my wallet (A/N I doubt Percy would have a pic of Annabeth in his wallet but I think it sounds cute.) started asking anyone who would listen if they'd seen her.

I got a lot of strange looks and quite a few scowls and many other people yelled at me to pay more attention to the road, which of course I had momentarily forgotten to do.

I drove around the Empire State building and wondered if Annabeth might've gone up but I decided that she would know better than that.

"Has anyone seen a fifteen year-old girl with blond hair wandering around?" I yelled out my window, I cocked my ear waiting for a reply, nothing.

"Gee, thanks for you help!" I muttered glaring out of my windshield.

I'll never find her, especially now that it'll be rush hour in a minute.

I drove a few more blocks until I saw a blond teenage girl sitting on the corner, knees hugged to her chest, crying.

I imagined that Annabeth probably looked like this when Luke and Thalia found her as a seven year-old in an alley way.

I pulled up next to her and turned so she couldn't see my face. "Hey, you need a ride?" I tried to disguise my voice best I could.

"Uh, I'm not supposed to take rides…" She looked up and I looked at her, smiling impishly. (I love that word.)

"Oh, it's you, where's Rachel?" She didn't appear very happy to see me.

I shrugged "Don't know, don't really care." And that was the truth, right now Annabeth was the only girl I cared about.

"So, do you want a ride to camp? I'm sure it'll be better than sitting on the street corner." I could tell Annabeth was trying not to smile.

"I guess you're right." Her stifled smile broke free and she got up.

"I'm right? Could you say that one more time?"

"Shut up and just drive." She hit my arm playfully once was buckled into the passenger's seat of my car.

I stepped on the gas peddle and then stopped, I turned toward Annabeth and smiled, "I'm glad I found you, Wise Girl."

Then, she leaned over and kissed me quickly on the lips, "Me too, Seaweed Brain."

THE END!! Okay so it was a short chapter and a short story and it was pretty OOC but I DO NOT CARE! R&R please, tell me what parts you liked, what parts you hated and your thoughts about my story.

~Percabethfan98