YOU-TUBE, ME-TUBE, AND PERCY-TUBE: Chapter 9~ The Broken Hannah Montana Act

*Chapter title and half of the idea came from reviewer #215: Continuation! Thanks, and I hope you don't mind... Your review was hilarious. My favorite for that chapter :) Besides the fact this is first person...

PREVIOUSLY ON YOU-TUBE, ME-TUBE, AND PERCY-TUBE:

My heart began pounding wildly, and I wondered if the microphone attached to my ear would be able to pick it up. The back of my neck began to perspire, and my hands became sweaty and clammy. I cleared my throat, while everyone looked at me curiously. The camera's zoomed in on my face, pondering, what is he doing?

"Uh – Well, I erm..." Oh gods, now I was stuttering. Calm down Percy. Just get it over with. "I hope you all listened to those words." Good start Perce.

"But I really hope one special person felt them in her heart." At the word 'her' I'm positive more than half of the girls there straightened up, eyes gleaming, thinking it might be them.

"Annabeth Chase." Annabeth was mindlessly staring at something.

"Annabeth?" Thalia nudged her, not so gently, and she glared at her, while Thalia gestured wildly to me. Her stormy grey eyes snapped over to me. I had her attention.

"Annabeth..." her head cocked to the side, most likely calculating how I knew her. "Annabeth... It's me."


ANNABETH's POV:

How could he of just, gone, and pulled a Hannah – Freaking – Montana on me? Did he think it was 'for the best'? Lies. All of it.

I couldn't believe he had done that. I wouldn't of minded, if he had told me in the first place. But, no, he earns my trust, and breaks it in a matter of seconds. In front of the entire world, for the gods' sake!

He knew that was on camera. He knew it was in front of everyone who was watching. He knew I had a hard past. He was absolutely aware of the fact that I had trusted him, although I barely knew him. And he threw it away in a matter of seconds.

Pet – Percy was such an idiot. He wasn't even a Seaweed Brain. Percy was, in fact a full fledged idiot. The biggest there was.

And, what he even writes a song for me, thinking it'd make up for him throwing that trust out the window? Is he a thick-head or what?

~FLASH BACK~

"Annabeth..." Percy had said into the mike, looking directly at me. I felt my head tilt. How does he know me? "Annabeth... It's me."

It was silent for a moment, as anxiety and curiosity filled the cool air of the night. The crowd was silent, probably as confused as I was. A gust of wind blew through the audience, as I pondered what Percy had just said on live television. He said it like he knew me. Not just knew me, but personally... Wait...

And then it clicked.

Percy Jackson... Disheveled black hair... Warm, tan skin... Peter Johnson... Same tousled hair... Skin... What were the chances? Was 'Peter Johnson' actually Percy Jackson? The same guy? But what about the eyes...?

There's color contacts out in this world now...

I suppose some type of recognition showed in my eyes, for Percy began singing a song I had never heard before.

If you ever leave me baby,
Leave some morphine at my door
'Cause it would take a whole lot of medication
To realize what we used to have,
We don't have it anymore.

There's no religion that could save me
No matter how long my knees are on the floor
So keep in mind all the sacrifices I'm makin'
Will keep you by my side
Will keep you from walkin' out the door.

Cause there'll be no sunlight
If I lose you, baby
There'll be no clear skies
If I lose you, baby
Just like the clouds
My eyes will do the same, if you walk away
Everyday it will rain, rain, rain...

I'll never be your mother's favorite
Your daddy can't even look me in the eye
Oooh if I was in their shoes, I'd be doing the same thing
Sayin there goes my little girl
Walkin' with that troublesome guy

But they're just afraid of something they can't understand

Oooh well little darlin' watch me change their minds
Yeah for you I'll try I'll try I'll try I'll try
I'll pick up these broken pieces 'til I'm bleeding
If that'll make you mine

Cause there'll be no sunlight
If I lose you, baby
There'll be no clear skies
If I lose you, baby
Just like the clouds
My eyes will do the same if you walk away
Everyday it will rain, rain, rain...

Don't just say, goodbye
Don't just say, goodbye
I'll pick up these broken pieces 'til I'm bleeding
If that'll make it right

Cause there'll be no sunlight
If I lose you, baby
There'll be no clear skies
If I lose you, baby
Just like the clouds
My eyes will do the same if you walk away
Everyday it will rain, rain, rain...

(It Will Rain~ Bruno Mars)

As he sung, he looked straight at me, never breaking eye contact. This time, it was gray and sea-green. Not gray and brown, the color of Peter's eyes. I could feel tears beginning to gather up around the rims of my gray orbs.

The song he had made for me – me, Annabeth Chase – had ended, and I couldn't take the eerie silence anymore. I rushed out into the night, not caring of all the disapproving glances woman throughout the crowd gave me, or all the glares. I couldn't meet Thalia's electric blue eyes as I left, tears streaming down my face.

When I was sure I was absolutely far enough, I turned around. There he was. Still looking at me, squarely in the eyes. He looked utterly crest fallen, and for a moment, just a moment, I felt guilty, as I wiped my face with the edge of the cardigan I had brought. But I hardened up once again. He brought this upon himself. There was nothing else I could do.

~END FLASH BACK~

Tears began to spill once again, as I recalled last night. I could've lived all next month, happily, spending all the time with Peter, not knowing it was Percy.

But what really got me stumped, was how could I of not realized that it was Percy all along? All he did as a 'disguise' was change the color of his eyes! How could I of developed feelings other than loathe for that lying, pea-brained bastard? He even kissed me – purely for comfort – and I still hadn't noticed, from up close.

His foolishness must've rubbed off on me. I'm losing my touch. God, Percy!

I couldn't get my mind off of him. Everything I did related to him, one way or another. If I wanted to go get fresh air, paparazzi would be hot on my tail. If I wanted to watch T.V., and calm my anger because of Percy, it was about Percy and his "Unrequited, Mysterious Love". Love, my – eh hem – ass. Even if my friends called, they'd scold me for making Percy heart-broken, and then comfort me, and scorn him.

I was too miserable to get out of my apartment. Percy this, Percy that. Percy everywhere for gods sake! Why can he leave me alone, and get out of my head?

He rang the doorbell. I didn't answer, since I knew it was him through the eye-hole in the door. He left.

He came again, an hour later. I ignored it.

The next hour came and went, with a visit from Percy.

And again.

And again.

Until it was around dinner time – it was noon when he started – when the door rang once more, making me regret every telling him where I lived. I decided to open it, and then slam it in his face. I slumped out of my chair at the dining table, and walked over to the door. Maintaining my composure, I jerked the door open.

And no one was there. Just a whole pile of "I'm Sorry" gifts.

A bear with a bow and a box of chocolates.

A bouquet of red roses.

A card, saying "I'm Sorry" on the front.

Another box full of Belgian chocolate.

A new architecture sketching book.

A piece of paper. On the paper, it held another song. Another song. For me. Does he think he can win my trust back with physical items? You need to fix it with a strong bond. Like the one I thought we had.

We started small, we laid our ground

And I liked it, with you around

Now building tall, into the sky

And I like it, you and I

And the way you make me feel

when I put your hand in mine

It's like we built a structure with

a perfect design

I wanna tell you that I miss you more

Everyday you're more beautiful than before

Let's run away, we've got no excuse

Oh how much I'd give to be

Traveling with you

Traveling in twos

Wear your perfume, I'll write my songs

You make me feel, like I belong

And if we fight, we'll makeup

No need to blush, this works for us

When I look into your eyes,

I know every things alright,

'cause my love for you is bigger than

The stars in the sky

I wanna tell you that I miss you more

Everyday you're more beautiful than before

Let's run away, we've got no excuse

Oh how much I'd give to be

Traveling with you

Traveling in twos

Come run away with me

(Traveling in Twos~ Luke Conard)

I can't believe that jerk's made me cry three times for him. I taught myself to be strong, and do not cry, yet here I am, bawling my eyes out. Why? Why does he make me cry in remorse? Why do I feel so rueful?

Percy broke my trust. He publicly humiliated me. He lied to me. He made me love him. And I'm the one who's feeling guilty?

I loved Peter, not Percy. Percy was the celebrity who doesn't care about the feelings of someone he's messing with. I don't know if I could take it anymore. Rage wasn't what could describe my feelings for Percy.

It wasn't like me, but I wanted to make Percy feel just as I did. Alone. Humiliated. And broken.


Did you like it? I liked this chapter. Me so so so so sorry for longer wait. And the broken Percabeth. But Percabeth will prevail in the end!


Pinapples Don't Wear Bathrobes: MY 200th REVIEWER! I think... Thanks for the review :) Yousa awesome :)

Ginyus: I used the song! Thanks :) Ah, just wait until Percy figures out who Annabeth is...

ammiththedevourer: Haha, you weren't supposed to get it. It was mainly because Thalia wanted to make them confused and stuff... Thanks for the review!

Continuation: Oh gods, your review made me laugh. It's my favorite so far :)

No: True, a normal person would not do that – my friends might, but their not exactly the sane-est :) Percy isn't the smartest person either, hence the name Seaweed Brain, thus I believed Percy might do something like that and not care about what others thought, since he is loyal and protective of his family and friends. Percy's also an awkward person, so I thought that he would be able to express himself on the stage better. I kind of put a bit about Annabeth being foolish and not noticing in this chapter. If you think I thought wrong, I am sorry, and is trying to improve my writing. Thanks.

Me: I'm sorry for not making my own summary. Wicked is actually quite long, and I don't have all the time in the world to make a summary, but if I did, I assure you I would. However, it isn't exactly plagiarism. I paraphrased some from Wiki, but most importantly, I referenced it. Therefore, I am not taking it as my own work, and it is not considered plagiarism.

Anonymous (2):Yes, I do realize people from New York are called New Yorkers. I know you weren't trying to be rude, but maybe toning down the language could've made it more polite, but I understand. Like I said earlier in the replies, Percy is and awkward person, and he was a bit nervous in the beginning of the concert, before he calmed down some. Besides, he was born in New York, so he would know the proper term to call them, as he is one himself. Thanks for the review, and I hope you enjoyed most of the story.

John M: Thanks for the constructive criticism... You said it quite politely for a half-flameish thing... I've been trying to work on my writing, and I hope I improve as well. Do you have any suggestions on making this better? It'd be greatly appreciated! Thank you.

ihatemakingupusernames: Haha, yeah, it was filler like. It was okay, right?

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