READ THE A/N AT THE BOTTOM! IT IS VERY VERY IMPORTANT! THE FUTURE OF THIS FANFIC DEPENDS ON IT!!! Guys I just posted this on Wattpad, so this update isn't actually late as it was supposed to be. But i just couldn't do it, this chapter was just so BIG! And it would be unfair for some people to get such an important chapter first. Merci!

Disclaimer: I do not own PJO, L'oncle Rick does.

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Chapter 4!

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Days have passed since the incident and yet the morning, again, found Annabeth thinking about it. It wasn't that she regret calling Percy all those things. Definitely not. What she said what true. After all, she never was wrong, and never will be. Nope. Never. And it will definitely not be that Percy Jackson to end her unwavering streak.

Her thoughts continued to ramble on just about anything whether it be her intelligence, dinner, the posters that scattered her classroom walls, and even the accuracy of Leo's many self-given titles. Anything, but Percy.

Of course it didn't work. Frankly, that technique for getting your mind off things never really works. You try to think about other things, but then your mind knows what you're doing and you think I'm doing this to forget that thing! And then you're back at square one.

Which for Annabeth, was Percy. And now, she was back at square one, it really was unavoidable.

Annabeth groaned, "Why am I wasting my weekend thinking of that reckless, ever-so-annoying, and dumb... teacher... neighbor... co-worker? Agh! I don't even know what to call him!"

She fell atop the soft, warm bed. Sunlight streamed into the room, dust scattered in search for something to land upon in the natural light. For the first time in years, she felt... confused. She threw her hands into her hands, "What is up with you, Annabeth! This is so not you!"

Her thoughts scampered as his face that barely hid his sadness flashed itself in her head.

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Monday morning arrived much earlier than she had anticipated. She gazed up at the sky right before opening her car.

The sun was just beginning to rise and created quite the display with all it's magnificent colors. Streaks of red and orange clashed, but dissipated the farther it got from the sub. The two fierce colors always returned for every sunrise and sunset. It motivated her.

Be true to yourself, go into the day do whatever you do, but in the end come back the person you were before.

She was an English Teacher. It was basically her job to use such metaphors and symbolisms.

She pulled up at the side of the massive brick building. Windows scattered the bricks. Pillars added to the elegant look of the building as they graciously stooped down and smoothly curled at the bottoms. Hedges wrapped around the school turning, curving, and bending when it had to. A tall stone fence ran around the school grounds and didn't scream "We're a rich school" as it had been originally intended for it to do. It had quite the negative effect, actually, it had TERRIFYING written all over it.

"I never thought I'd be so disappointed seeing this place again." She grumbled to herself.

A chuckle from behind her pulled her out of her thoughts, "I never thought you would ever be disappointed to see this place!" Piper stood there in all her High-Heeled glory.

"Piper! Your back!! Wait what about Julia?"

"She's 11 months now. I was actually supposed to come back a bit before, but I just couldn't leave her!"

Annabeth hugged the brunette, "I'm just glad your back. You missed a lot."

"Jason kept me updated. I heard there's a new teacher and he's really good."

The blonde frowned, "Why does everyone think that? He's absolutely terrible!"

"Hmm... I guess I'll just have to see for myself." Her kaleidoscopes eyes mischievously glinted.

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With coffee in his left hand, dark circles surrounding his eyes, and his hair messed up(even more than the usual) he trudged into the school. He dropped into his spinny chair and with a thud is head fell onto his desk.

Just as he was drifting off, a bang woke him from his daze.

"Oh morning Selena."

The girl frowned, "If you're busy I can come another time..."

"No no. It's fine. What do you need?"

"You told me I could here if I ever needed someone to talk to?"

His eyelids suddenly didn't feel so heavy anymore. The teacher looked at his student, "Oh I see. What's up?"

"My mom. She..." The brunette's eyes didn't hide her hesitation.

"Selena, what did your mom do?" Percy had a bad feeling in his stomach. He had the tiniest clue of what happened.

Her blue eyes sparkled with tears, "I was trying to convince my dad t-to let u-us stay a-nd not s-se-send u-us to the or-phan-age. I-I th-thought my st-step mom was-n't h-ome. B-but sh-she was."

"Selena, what did she do?" His eyes radiated care and concern, his tone was soothing. He begged in his head: Please. Please. Don't be what I think it is!

Her eyes closed tight. She breathed in and out. When she spoke again her voice was steady, "You know what, Mr. Jackson, I don't think it's really that important. I should go to my locker, my friends are probably looking for me." She stumbled to get to the door.

Fortunately, he beat her to it. Unfortunately, she fell back and crumpled into a tight ball with her arms covering her head. She began to cry and plead.

He fell to his knees and hugged Selena. "Selena, did your step-mom... beat you?"

She didn't say anything, but her cries grew louder and more desperate. The raven-haired teacher didn't say anything after that. All that could be heard was her muffled sobs.

Percy closed his eyes tight. Not again. Not now!

His cruel laugh filled his ears. The ugly face, his twisted words, the screams, the sound of shattering glass, the thuds, the cheers; they haunted him.

"No. No! NO!" He whimpered.

"PERCY!"

Then it all disappeared. He breathed heavily. Annabeth sat at his side with one of her arms on his shoulders. Her other arm was wrapped around Selena.

Silence fell upon the room.

"Percy, what was that?"

The green-eyed teacher breathed a shaky breath, "Nothing, I'm fine."

He looked over to Selena. Her eyes were wide. She knew. He shook his head.

The blonde protested, "Percy, that was not nothing!"

Percy turned his head to look at her with a pained expression, "Please just go, Annabeth? This never happened."

She was unconvinced, but left anyways.

I feel horrible for writing such a wretched chapter! Just so you guys know, I'm not going to drag this fanfic on and on. I know my actual writing was terrible, but there's too much to focus on in such filler chapters. Getting the right reactions and making sure auto-correct doesn't do anything stupid. Anyways, the VERY IMPORTANT THING THIS FANFIC DEPENDS ON, is that I'm going to start another fanfic on and I plan on doing a collab with two to three other authors. So PM me on if you want to(Raaaaachet). Thanks! Bye!