"Oh now I do recall, we were just getting to the part, where the shock sets in, and the stomach acid finds a new way to make you get sick. I hope you didn't expect that you'd get all of the attention. Now let's not get selfish. Did you really think I'd really let you kill this chorus?"

-Lying Is The Most Fun A Girl Can Have Without Taking Her Clothes Off

By: Panic! At The Disco

My eyes shot open wide as soon as Percy's lips touched mine. Just then, so did his. He pulled back quickly, realizing what he did.

"Annabeth…" he started, biting his lip. I blinked and tried to find words to say. I mean, yeah, I liked Percy, but I was kind of in shock. I knew that he didn't like me like that. He liked Ashley! Ew, just thinking about her made me want to punch something or throw up.

"Um…" I said awkwardly. My eyes darted around. The only light was from the cabin we were behind.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that," he mumbled.

"Oh, no, it's fine. You were just… caught in the moment," I said, looking down.

"Um, right. So could you like, not tell Ashley about this?" he asked, playing with his hands. I looked up at him, confused.

"Uh, yeah, sure. But, why would it matter? I mean, you just like her. It's not like you just cheated on her," I said quietly.

"Well, actually… she's kind of my… girlfriend," Percy said carefully. My eyebrows shot up, surprised.

"What?" I asked, my eyes narrowing. He smiled nervously.

"Yeah, um, while you were sleeping for all that time, I talked to her. I asked her out and she said yes. Sorry I didn't tell you," he said, scrunching up his face. I stood up abruptly.

"Yeah, you failed to mention that to me. You know what, whatever," I said, my voice wavering. I was resisting the urge to cry. I turned on my heel and started to walk away.

"Wait! You're not gonna tell her, right?" he yelled after me. I rolled my eyes and shook my head in disbelief. I didn't answer him. I walked back to his cabin and took off the clothes that I was wearing.

"Stupid clothes," I muttered to myself and threw them in a heap on his bed. I put back on the sweatpants, t-shirt, and jacket. I took a pair of plain white ankle socks out of his drawer and put them on. I needed shoes. None of Percy's shoes would fit me, so what shoes would I wear? I looked under his bed, where he kept all of his shoes. A pair stood out to me. They were considerably small, definitely not Percy's, dusty, and familiar. I pulled them out and dusted them off. They were plain black converse, but the black canvas was faded. On the rubber, they were either colored or written on with Sharpie. The reason they were so familiar was because they were my converse. I squinted, confused. I left these here two summers ago, when I was still dating Percy. Why had he kept these? I shrugged it off and threw the shoes on quickly. They still fit me. I stood up quickly when I heard footsteps outside of the door. I ran over to the window and pushed it open quickly. I jumped out and landed on my back. It took all my willpower not to cry, considering I landed on the worst injury I had gotten. I heard the person walk into the room, so I looked through the window and sure enough it was Percy. He saw the clothes on the bed and he sighed.

"Great. She hates me," he said loudly and sarcastically. He took the first thing he could find off of his desk and threw it at the wall. It happened to be a picture frame and the glass shattered. Percy yelled a barbaric yell and I'm pretty sure everyone in camp heard him. The noise that came from the dining pavilion stopped suddenly, and everything was quiet. I looked down and walked away quietly to the dining pavilion. When I walked in, everyone looked at me. Probably because all the talking had stopped when they'd heard Percy yell. I guess that's because his cabin is two cabins away from the dining pavilion. I kept walking forward, with all eyes on me. Travis Stoll was the first to speak up.

"What happened? You and Percy get into a little fight?" he asked sarcastically. I rolled my eyes.

"No, actually, I don't know why Percy yelled. I happened to be in my cabin," I said, giving him a 'shut up-you-stupid-jerk' look. Then, Rachel spoke, smirking.

"Oh, really? You were in your cabin? Is that why you're wearing Percy's clothes?"

"They're not his clothes Rachel," I said, glaring at her. From the look on her face, you could tell she didn't believe me. Actually, none of them did. Then, everyone's eyes went wide and they had to contain themselves from gasping. I wrinkled my forehead, not sure of what had happened. I slowly turned around, only to come face to face with none other than Percy Jackson. He looked, in a word, terrible. His hair was messy and he looked tired. His face was stained with tears and his eyes were rimmed with red. He was out of his 'Clyde clothes.' Instead, they were replaced with a pair of jeans, a plain red t-shirt, and black sneakers. His fists were crimson with blood. Ashley stood up and walked over.

"Percykins, what happened?" she asked him, laying a hand on his shoulder.

"Nothing Ash," he said, still looking at me. I crossed my arms and looked away, the wind blowing my hair back.

"Good. I was worried. Now, we should do something later," Ashley said, pursing her lips.

"Um, I'm kind of busy tonight Ashley. Sorry," he said to her, and I could still feel Percy's eyes on me, as if they were burning into my skull.

"Oh, bummer. Well, I'll see you later anyway," she said, and walked back the Athena table.

"Annabeth, we need to talk," were the words that came out of Percy's mouth.

"About what?" I answered.

"You know very well what it's about," he said sternly.

"I… no. There's nothing to talk about," I said, still avoiding his gaze. He put his hand on my arm and I stepped back.

"Annabeth… please," he said, exasperated. I shook my head no. I turned around and walked in the other direction, towards the strawberry fields. I could hear someone following me and I hoped that it wasn't Percy. Once I got to the fields, I sat down in the middle of the field and watched the moon, like I used to do with Luke when I was little. This reminded me of him so much. Silent tears ran down my cheeks. Tears for Luke and tears for Percy. The figure sat down beside me and put their arm around me. I put my head on their chest and cried. They stroked my back and soothed me.

"Hey, it's okay. Let it out," he whispered to me. That definitely wasn't Percy. Percy's voice always soothed me the most. I could be instantly calm by the sound of his voice. This voice was different, and not as soothing, but it was a voice that I needed right now. It was… my best friend, now that I think about it.

Okay, I know you all hate me right now for not updating. You can come after me with pitchforks now, since I haven't updated in forever. But, thank you to I love sea green for getting me going. You got me up out of my laziness and helped me start writing again. Well, hope you liked the chapter. Cliffy! Haha, well, guess who it is. It's a boy. Well, I'll try to update more often. I really will! Please review! It really helps me update and makes me happy!

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