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Chapter 8:

Sarah POV:

I walked through the halls of Golden Gate high (no idea if this is real or if this is the school Annabeth goes to) waiting at the locker of my best friend. She was called Annabeth and she was like super smart. She had disappeared on us last year. She initially left to visit her boyfriend back in New York at Christmas, but then just never came back. She never contacted anyone in the school, and none of us really felt comfortable asking her father. So we just sort of lolled around for a year, hearing rumours here and there about what could have happened.

'Maybe she left to stay in New York' or 'maybe her mom came back into the picture, permanently' or my personal favourite and most likely 'she got accepted into college early'. Now I knew she was a brain box, but I would never have thought about her leaving and not telling anyone. So you can imagine our surprise when she just appeared at the door one day, as if she had never left.

FLASHBACK

I was standing casually leaning against my locker, talking to a number of my friends. That's when I felt a tap on my shoulder, and I saw the facial expressions on my friends faces change to one of shock. I turned and was immediately met with the piercing grey eyes of my 'former' best friend. I emitted a girlyish scream (you know that one girls do when they meet their friends….yeah the one that boys cover their ears at…yeah that one) before covering my mouth with both hands, trying to contain the small amount of dignity I had left.

"Aww you became a real Cali girl when I left" Annabeth said fake pouting, before bursting out in laughter. I pulled her into a quick hug hoping she would forget my 'girly' moment.

"Where have you been?" I whisper shouted at her. (Also I love how whisper shouting is a legit thing) I watched as her eyes clouded over darkly, feeling very panicked for my friend.

"Family gathering" she said, her voice very far away. "It started in New York before we moved to Rome and then to Greece" she said, her voice little more than a whisper.

"Well that must have been fun…lots of memories I guess?" I tried.

"Oh you have no idea" she replied laughing darkly.

END FLASHBACK

Since that day I had googled both Rome and Greece, to see if any news had come out at the time. What I found scared me senseless.

Apparently at the time she was in both those places, there were a number of reported sightings of UFO's and sink holes opening up in the middle of Rome, right under a car park! If that wasn't weird enough people could swear they saw strange lights emanating from the coliseum, along with sounds of a battle. Others said that virtually overnight large swathes of Greece were destroyed. A number of strange things had occurred, but when I asked Annabeth about them, she feigned ignorance. I wanted to believe her, but ever since she had returned she was a lot more cautious. She was looking over her shoulder constantly, and when I saw her in the changing rooms before gym she had gained an impressive amount of scars across her body. I was worried for my friend, but had given up asking her about it.

Every time I, or anyone else, tried she would just shut down. Her eyes would cloud over, and she would run out to 'talk to her boyfriend'. I didn't know how he could help, but whatever he did always seemed to work. Her eyes would clear up, and her happy mood would return. We soon learned not to mention anything about it, but every so often you would see her begin to panic before excusing herself. Even though I was worried I knew the best thing to do was wait it out, she had to work things out for herself. Or did she?

LINE BREAK

I had assumed my normal pose of casually leaning against my locker while waiting on Annabeth. There was a bit of a buzz about the school today, since we would be hosting a few other schools for a number of sports competitions. The school had also decided that since the schools would have to travel a large distance, that they should stay for a week and attend our classes as part of a 'cultural experience'. There really were schools coming from all over: New York, Washington, Maine, Chicago. We had it all! I was really quite excited about all this but didn't know how everyone else would be feeling. I had spoken to Annabeth about it, but she had been severely disappointed at the time. Apparently her boyfriend's school was to be attending, but he had some Plane phobia so wouldn't be able to make it.

"Hey Annabeth" I smiled greeting my friend, who just looked at me glumly before I pulled her into a hug.

"It'll be alright" I soothed "it's not like he doesn't want to come. Right?" I said, pulling back and looking her in the eye. Watching as she nodded slowly. I knew she wasn't that cheery but at least she wouldn't be moping around the whole time. I hope.

Her eyes were a swirling mass of sadness and I honestly didn't know what I could do for her. I wanted to help, but what can you say when it's completely out of your hands? We continued chatting about random things, with me trying to cheer Annabeth up, and the rest of our friends filtering in, in ones and twos. I saw Annabeth trying to make an effort to smile, but every time she thought people weren't looking her smile would disappear and her eyes would become clouded in fear. That's when they burst in.

The Goode high teams. I watched as Annabeth looked up, perking up ever so slightly. Her eyes illuminated with hope, in the slight possibility that maybe her boyfriend was joking, and he would show up and sweep her away in his arms….at least I think that's what she was thinking. That's what the writer told me to say she was thinking anyway. I dunno.

After a few minutes of fruitless searching, she looked down in defeat. I tried to not feel too bad for her after all it wasn't as if he would have been here on a normal week anyway? That justifies it right? It was then I noticed a boy approaching. He was relatively tall, and he had deep blue eyes and brown hair. I knew this wasn't Annabeth's boyfriend due to the distinct lack of 'deep dreamy green eyes' yeah she talked about him a lot.

"Hello, are you Annabeth Chase?" I heard the boy ask. She turned and sized him up before replying.

"Yes I am, who are you and how do you know who I am" she asked, the threatening tone clear in her voice.

"Calm, Calm it's nothing bad" he said, raising his arms in a surrender position, causing me to giggle slightly. Annabeth fixed me a glare as he continued. "No it's just Percy sent me to say sorry and to give you this" he said, putting his hand in his pocket and retrieving a sealed letter before handing it to Annabeth. He flashed me a smile causing me to blush before he walked back to his friends. I hid my head away, trying to hide the tomato colour my face was currently turning but not before I noticed Annabeth tearing open the letter like a very unqualified bomb disposal expert. Her eyes scanned rapidly across the page, before she looked up in shock. She dropped the letter and ran towards the front door. We all stood in a surprised stupor before chasing after her. The boy from Goode who had delivered the letter watched us running past and seemingly decided to join in, something that pleased me immensely.

We burst out of the door, momentarily being blinded by the Californian sun. Though no amount of brightness could block out the scene unfolding before us. I watched as the blonde hair of my friend raced forward before being swept up into the arms of a dark haired boy. I couldn't see very well due to the sun and distance but if I was a gambling woman (which according to CNRBRR I'm not) I would have put money on his eyes being green. I stopped beside the mystery Goode boy watching and trying to keep my 'Cali girl' squeals under control.

"Does he have green eyes" I asked, talking to the Goode man beside me.

"Like the ocean" he replied, with us both watching Percy being chased around by Annabeth who was trying to kill him for lying to her.

"Hair unruly and raven coloured" I continued, as she caught him and tackled him to the ground.

"Like he got out of bed and rubbed his head on a scratching post" he replied, neither of us looking at the other. Instead watching as Annabeth beat Percy fifty shades of sore.

"Yeah he's pretty much as has been described everyday by Annabeth then" I said, throwing my arm up for dramatic effect. I fully expected it to fall and reach its natural hanging position. What I did not expect, was for him to catch it and spin me so I was facing him.

"Well it turns out we both know a lot about Annabeth and Percy, yet I know nothing about you" he said, leaning down to kiss my hand. I brought my other hand up to my face in a vain attempt to cover my blush.

"And that is something I would very much like to change" he whispered, rising from his slight bow, and looking me dead in the eye.

And that is how I met Mike, and in some weird way I have Percy to thank for that. So six years later on our wedding day I made sure to mention how thankful I was for Percy lying to Annabeth, and for Annabeth to only have Strangled Percy a little bit that day. Cos you know a murder would have killed the romantic mood…YAY! Also since today was my wedding day I get to squeal and Annabeth can't tell me off for it!

HEYYYYYYYYYYYY GUYSSSS well this chapter was weird, felt very bored also noticed there are just not enough 4th wall breaks so threw in one. Anyone want more? Or none? Let me know. ALSO THINKING OF DOING ANOTHER STORY! Basicly a comedy of couples that have pissed off Aphrodite and the different ways she gets really shallow revenge on them. Just thought of that like two minutes ago so let me know. THANKS AGAIN FOR BEING AMAZING AND HELPING THIS STORY REACH OVER 10,000+ VIEWS YOU GUYS RULE! CNRBRR OUT!