A/N: I obviously do not own Percy Jackson or I would not be writing fanfiction right now.

Hope you guy enjoy this quite long one shot and leave your reviews! ~Trin

Annabeth, grumpy and tired, sighed as she stretched her arms, loosening the stiff muscle. Frustrated, she crumpled the eighth mess-up into a ball and threw it into her tin trash located by her desk.

"Annabeth?" Footsteps entered her cabin, the wooden floor creaking beneath. Annabeth turned, faking a smile.

Percy grinned back at her, lazily, but then it slowly disappeared when he noticed her wary appearance. His eyebrows came together and he rested his hand on her shoulder.

"You alright?" He asked, completely oblivious to all the papers thrown about and pencils snapped in half lying on her desk.

"Honestly, not really." She answered truthfully after a period of silence.

Percy didn't answer, obviously waiting for her to continue. When she didn't, he made an impatient noise in the back of his throat. "Ahem."

Annabeth rolled her eyes, but secretly grateful that he actually cared about her problems. Most of the time he zoned out when she talked, not that she minded.

"Well…" She drew it out. "I've just been stressed lately and I've had a really bad day. This morning, I accidentally slept in too late for breakfast, and Leo spilled some motor oil on the edge of the cabin steps which I happened to slip on. I mean, I know it was an accident so I forgave him but right after that-" Annabeth was cut off by Percy squeezing her shoulder.

"Take a deep breath. It's okay. You're just having a bad day." He assured her. Little did he know that it was not okay. Not at all. Annabeth let out a quivery breath.

"You know what Drew said to me afterwards?" She bit her lip, trying to avoid his gaze.

Annabeth brushed off the grass that had collected in her hair after her mishap with Leo. He had apologized so much that she eventually started laughing, but immediately stopped when she saw Drew distastefully glaring at her.

"Annabeth." She curtly nodded, eyeing the mess on the cabin steps. Annabeth faked a smile and was about to turn back to Leo when she heard a shriek. Leo's eyes widened.

"What?" She turned around to see Drew sprawled across the grass, looking like she wanted to murder somebody.

"Oh my gods. I am so pissed right now, who did this?" Drew glanced around, her eyes landing on Annabeth. She scoffed, rolling her eyes

"It was probably you."

Annabeth opened her mouth to deny but Drew kept talking.

"You. You think that you can get away with anything just because you've been in two Great Prophecy's, and you're the daughter of Athena and you're dating Percy Jackson. You're so prideful it makes me sick. Oh, and that boyfriend of yours? He's way too good for you. If anything, he's probably just dating you because he has to. I mean, come on, you've known each other for how long? It would be the best thing to make a move so you would get along on quests. Even if he's not just dating you for the heck of it, your parents probably will ruin this relationship." Drew venomously spat at Annabeth, her eyes throwing daggers at her. Annabeth's mouth fell open, her brain unable to comprehend a comeback.

Leo noticed and spoke up for her. "You know, none of those things you said are true. Percy would never do that."

Drew stood up, adjusting her hair and rolled her eyes once more. "Oh please, you're just too nice to wake Annabeth up from dreamland." She strutted over to Annabeth, getting close to her. "Snap out of it Chase, this is reality."

Annabeth gathered the wits to speak. "Oh, shut up, Drew. You shouldn't be talking You think I'm the one still stuck in dreamland? Obviously you don't have the brains to exit because you wish that all that crap you said was true."

Drew shrugged. "Yeah, I don't wish it. I know it. Any girl here wishes she had the chance to date Percy. He's one good looking boy, especially too good looking for you." She walked away, not giving Annabeth the chance to reply.

"Annabeth-" Leo said, sorrow in his voice.

"I'm fine. I just remembered that I had to finish up some blueprints." She stormed away, clearly upset.

Annabeth's voice cracked at the end of the story that she had told Percy. He had sat there motionless, surprisingly since his ADHD had been really bad lately, his face frowning deeper at every word Drew said.

An uncomfortable silence fell upon the two, until Percy licked his lips and said, "Annabeth. You know how much Drew just said that to get a reaction out of you, right?"

Annabeth snapped the pencil she had gripped in her hand, the crack echoing. "That's the problem, Percy. Obviously she wanted to get a reaction out of me! But what if there was some truth to it. I'm not as confident as everyone makes of me, okay? I'm not strong as people think. You can't just play around with me and expect me to not care because I'm prideful of myself."

"Annabeth-"

She put up a hand. "No, hear me out. What if there was some truth? I mean, it would just be easier to date me, wouldn't it? You've known me for six years, and you didn't even make the move. I was the one that kissed you. You were the one who ran off to Rachel and then ended up on Calypso's island." Her voice rose with every word, tears flowing down her cheeks now.

"No. Annabeth. Stop it. Look at me." Percy gripped her shoulders tight, making eye contact with her. "The first thing that you need to know is that I care for you so much. You don't compare to Rachel or Calypso, you never have and you never will. Just tell me what I can do to make you understand that. Tell me and we will work this through."

"Don't ever leave me. Again." She brushed a piece of hair behind her hair and wiped the tears off her reddened cheeks.

"I promise."

"Pinky promise?"

He held out his pinky, and she interlaced it with her smaller one.

"Promise."

That word held a lot of meaning. It showed that they had hope, and no matter the situations, they would always hold on to that one promise. Staying together. Forever.