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Annabeth's POV:

We had a free period during lunch, so Luke and I went to talk about earlier, and hopefully not start it again. Boy was I wrong.

"Luke, DON'T! Please, don't hit me again!" I said as Luke raised his hand to slap me.

"You left me no choice! You are spending TOO MUCH time with that new boy, what's his name? Prissy?" Luke yelled as his hand made contact with my cheek.

"HIS NAME IS PERCY! It's barely been half a day Luke!"

"I DON'T CARE! After today, you are not to see him ever again!"

Just then, as Luke pushed me down, Percy walked in.

"P-Percy! What are you d-doing here?" I stammered through my tears. I had put my wrist behind me to catch myself, but it twisted and I thought it was sprained, if not broken.

"Annabeth! What happened? I was walking by and heard yelling, so I decided to see what was happening," Percy said as he took my wrist to see if it was broken.

"So, PERCY, what are you going to do? Hit me? Tell the teacher?" Luke challenged.

"I'm not going to do anything ecept take Annabeth to the nurse right now. She sprained her wrist when you pushed her down," Percy helped me up.

Percy's POV:

I was exploring the school when I walked by the gym and heard yelling, and it sounded like Annabeth and some guy, probably Luke. Then I heard a slap, and more yelling. I decided to go inside, just in time to see Luke pushing Annabeth down, where she made the mistake of sticking her hand out to catch herself.

I wasn't going to waste any time in getting Annabeth to the nurse for that wrist. Luke tried to stop me, but I kneed him in the crotch and Annabeth and I headed to the nurse.

"Are you sure you're all right? Was it Luke who gave you that black eye?" I asked.

Annabeth turned away and didn't speak for a while before replying, "Yeah, Percy. I tried to break up with Luke one night, and he... he hit me on the arm, then I slapped him. That's when he punched me."

I stopped. He hit her twice before today? Probably more before free period. "Has Luke hit you anytime before what just happened?"

"Not technically, but he did push me this morning. I don't know what his problem is right now. He has just been so angry with everything."

I noticed he was wearing wristbands, so I decided to ask one more thing before I took her to the nurse.

"Does Luke cut himself?" I asked.

Annabeth's POV:

I was shocked that he asked that question. I mean, it was certainly a POSSIBILITY. He always wore those wristbands or long sleeves. He NEVER let me touch his wrists. If he did, then why would he need to take out his anger on me too? It was all confusing.

"I don't know, but if he does, we need to try to get him to stop," I whispered,wanting to get to the nurse. "Can we go to fix my wrist now?"

"Oh, yeah. Yeah We can, I just forgot," Percy replied stupidly.

I rolled my eyes and started walking.

*at the nurse's office*

Knock, knock.

"Come in!" The nurse called out.

"Hey, we need to-" Percy started.

"Do you have a pass?" the nurse interrupted.

"No, we were just-" Percy tried again.

"You need a pass unless it's an emergency," the nurse snapped.

"But she sprained her wrist! It IS an emergency!" Percy shot back.

"Oh, dear. How did this happen?" the nurse was suddenly concerned. Big surprise there.

"I... fell and twisted my wrist when I tried to catch myself," I said. It was KIND of true.

"Well, lets wrap it and get some ice, then you can go back to class," she smiled at me.

I let her wrap it, then I held the ice on my wrist. We left and headed to English, arriving just as the bell rang. Mr. Blofis was the teacher, but obviously he knew Percy already, because they gave each other "man-hugs" and smiled.

Ring, ring.

Class was voer before we knew it, leaving us with just a couple classes left in the day. We were all required to take P.E. so at least iIhad an excuse for my sprained wrist. Percy was surprisingly athletic. I would have clapped, but one of my hands was occupied.

After the bell rang for that class, it was time for our other electives, mine being architecture and his being swimming. I told him where the pool was, and sent him off so I wouldn't be late to architecture. It was my favorite class of the day. I got to sketch my own buildings, and I was the top student. I was trying to make something to last a thousand years at that point. I wanted something permanent because there was never anything permanent in my life. My mother had to leave, so my father married Susan. She was great, but she wasn't my real mother. Nobody could replace her.

"Class, take out your sketches from Friday and finish as much as you can today. Be sure to put all the measurements in, including the smallest off pieces," our teacher, Mr. Brunner, instructed.

I did just that, that is until Mr. Brunner, who was my favorite teacher and a family friend, called me up to his desk. I set down my pencil and strode up to the front of the room where his desk was.

"Yes, Mr. Brunner?" I asked. His eyes were searching, and looked like they had seen everything.

"Are you all right? Your eye is bruised and you seem to have sprained your wrist. What happened?" Mr brunner asked, his eyes filled with concern.

"I'm fine. I fell in P.E. and that's why my wrist is sprained. I got punched in the eye, hard enough to give it this black eye," I replied nervously. I didn't want him to ask anything else.

"Mmm. I see. Well, go back to your sketching, I suppose," Mr. Brunner said, not looking satisfied.

I forced a smile, and returned to my seat and drew until the bell rang. How was I going to explain ym eye to my parents and brothers? Luke still had my glasses.

*After the walk home*\

"Hey, I'm home!" I called.

"Hey honey, how was-" My father falteres when he saw my eye and wrist. "What happened? Did you get in a fight?"

"Well, actually, it's a long story," I said.

"We have time. Susan, boys, come in here! Annabeth has something to explain!" My father called for my stepfamily.

"Annabeth, what happened?" Susan asked as she came over to check on me.

"Well..." I started.

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