Percy avoided Jason all week, not wanting to talk about his lie. Jason tried to approach him several times, but Percy always ducked away. On Wednesday, he hid in the bathroom until he was sure he couldn't run into Jason in the hallway, then hurried towards his next class.

"Perseus?" a voice called, and Percy stopped.

The voice came from what he thought was an empty classroom, and he peered inside to see Rachel standing in front of a canvas.

"What?" Percy asked, stepping through the door. It was one of the extra art rooms, and Rachel was the only person inside.

"What do you think of this?" she asked beckoning him over.

Percy hesitantly walked up to her canvas. It was a view through a bedroom window, looking out at the ocean. On the windowsill was...

"That's my swim medal," Percy frowned, pointing at the gleaming gold circle.

"Is it?" Rachel asked.

"I won it last year when I was on the team," Percy said.

"Doesn't mean it's yours." Rachel sing-songed.

"Well it is mine," Percy insisted, feeling annoyed.

"Yay! Then I was right again," Rachel smiled, looking smug, which added to Percy's annoyance.

"Right about what?" he asked, flipping his hair out of his eyes.

"You'll see," Rachel said, gazing around the room. "I just think that that's going to be your window soon."

"Well you're wrong," Percy said. "My house is nowhere near the ocean."

"Not yet," Rachel said mysteriously.

"What is up with all this creepy prediction stuff?" Percy suddenly demanded, and Rachel jumped. "How do you know all this stuff that happens? And how do you know so much about me?"

"I dunno what you're talking about," Rachel said, avoiding the question.

"Yes you do!" Percy said, stepping closer to her. "All this creepy stuff, how you knew the car was going to hit me, you knew my car was going to run out of gas, everything! It's crazy, I wanna know how you're doing it."

"I just know," Rachel said defensively. "It's like I see things, and they just happen! At least I'm telling you!"

"Could you tell me helpful things?" Percy glared. "Like what was up with the paintings you showed me when we first met? The whole 'in trouble with the law' thing, and the death?"

"I can't tell you," Rachel said, wide-eyed, turning to leave.

"Don't walk away from me, I want to know!" Percy said, grabbing her wrist and pulling her back.

"Let go!" Rachel shouted, shoving Percy in the chest. He stumbled backwards into a row of easels, which toppled over each other. One knocked into a window, shattering it, and a few others hit the blackboard behind the teacher's desk, causing it to clatter to the ground.

Percy and Rachel stared at each other in shock, as a teacher shouted from down the hall.

"You can't afford to get detention," she said seriously.

"Damn right I can't," Percy agreed.

"Run," Rachel decided, grabbing Percy's hand and racing out of the room. As they bolted out, Vice Principle Dionysus appeared at the end of the hallway.

"Hey! What were you kids doing in there?" he demanded, walking towards them.

Percy and Rachel ignored him, sprinting down the hall and around the other corner. They heard the Vice Principle shout as he entered the classroom and saw the broken window, then heard his feet pounding after them.

"Quick, in here!" Percy hissed, grabbing Rachel's arm and throwing open a door in the hallway.

He pulled Rachel into the small, dark room, and shut the door behind them.

"Where are we?" Rachel whispered, and Percy heard her knock into something, which clattered noisily to the floor.

"Hold still," Percy whispered back. "This is the janitor's closet. I've been in here before, and there's a lot of stuff you can knock over."

"What were you doing in here before?" Rachel asked.

"You don't wanna know."

"Was it Drew Tanaka?"

"Oh, shut up," Percy blushed, glad the room was dark. It had been Drew, but Percy had no idea how Rachel had guessed that.

He ignored her giggles and stepped up on his tiptoes to see out of the small window near the top of the door.

Dionysus ran past them, and Percy let out a small sigh of relief.

"He's gone," Percy said, reaching for the handle.

Suddenly, Rachel's hand darted through the darkness to grab Percy's wrist.

"Hold on," she said, her voice sounding strained. "Wait a couple minutes."

"Why?" Percy asked. His eyes hadn't yet adjusted to the darkness, and he could just barely make out the outline of her form.

"You'll want to see this," Rachel answered.

"See what?" Percy asked, getting the same annoyed feeling he always got when Rachel wasn't straight with him.

Rachel shushed him as two pairs of footsteps echoed through the hall. Percy stood on his tiptoes again, and his jaw dropped when he saw Luke and Annabeth together.

Annabeth was holding a stack of papers, so Luke must have caught her on her way to deliver something to the principal's office. They stopped in the hallway, as Luke seemed to be pleading with her.

"I don't want to go out with you again," Annabeth said, firmly but sadly. "Please stop asking me, I can't."

"Is there someone else?" Luke asked desperately, sounding close to tears.

Annabeth was silent.

"I know you like Jackson," Luke went on, his voice breaking. "I see the way you look at him."

Annabeth didn't say anything.

"I know," Luke continued. "I know, because you used to look at me like that."

"Luke," Annabeth said hesitantly, reaching her hand out.

Luke looked like he wanted more than anything to let himself be pulled into a hug, but he took a step back.

"You've made you choice," he shook his heads stepping backwards. "I have to get out of this place."

"Luke, wait!" Annabeth called after him, but he didn't stop running.

"Luke!" Annabeth called, then sighed sadly when he didn't stop.

She turned and headed for the principal's office.

"Holy crap," Percy muttered. "What was that all about?"

"She really does like you," Rachel, who had been listening at the keyhole since the window was too small for both of them to look out of, said almost wistfully.

"What?" Percy asked, taken aback. "Annabeth does? Really?"

Rachel clucked disapprovingly. "You are the most oblivious guy I've ever met."

"So she likes me?" Percy asked again hopefully.

"Yes, you dork," Rachel sighed.

Percy grinned, then glanced out the window again.

"They're gone, it's all clear," he said, reaching for the doorknob, but his hand was quickly swatted away again.

"Not yet!" Rachel hissed. "One more thing!"

"Really?" Percy asked skeptically. "What else could there possibly be- ow! Stop hitting me!"

"Then listen to me and step away from the door handle!" Rachel said exasperatedly. "I swear, all the time at the beach has turned your brain into seaweed. Oops!" she gasped, suddenly covering her mouth.

"What?" Percy asked.

"That wasn't my line!" Rachel said, cursing at herself. "Just forget I ever said you were a seaweed brain."

"But you didn't-"

"Darn it! I did it again," Rachel sighed. "Just, forget it."

"But I don't even know-"

"Forget it and pay attention!" Rachel snapped, grabbing Percy's chin and turning his head towards the window in the door.

"What the hell am I supposed to be watching for?" Percy grumbled.

"Be patient."

"Are you kidding me?"

"No. Now shut up and watch."

Percy sighed, and scanned the hallway for any sign of movement. There was nothing for about thirty seconds, and then...

"Jason?" Percy asked Rachel. "Is that what I'm supposed to be watching?"

"We'll see."

Percy rolled his eyes, but watched closely. Jason had just walked out of the office, and was clutching a folded piece of paper.

As Percy observed, Jason carefully unfolded the paper, and studied it intently. As he scanned whatever was written on it, his eyes suddenly got wide, and he clapped a hand over his mouth.

Jason backed into a wall, and slowly slid down it, shaking his head. Percy could see he was breathing hard, even from his distance.

"What is it?" Percy asked Rachel.

"What it what?" she asked.

"What's the paper?" Percy asked intently.

"How should I know? I can't even see!" Rachel pointed out.

"Oh, right," Percy said sheepishly. "Well, Jason just walked out of the Office with a paper in his hand. When he read it, he started flipping out."

"Is the paper yellow?" Rachel asked.

Percy glanced back at Jason's hand. "Yeah."

"Percy, seriously?" Rachel laughed softly in the darkness. "It must be his report card."

"Huh?"

"Really, have you ever even looked at your report cards?" Rachel asked. "They're yellow, and you get them at the office. I thought you'd at least have seen the copies they fax to your parents. Honestly, Perseus, you need to focus more on school."

"Oh, whatever," Percy huffed, then turned back to the window to watch Jason.

Jason ran his hands through his hair, then glanced at his watch. After carefully folding the paper back up, he got to his feet and disappeared down the hallway.

"Can we get out of here now?" Percy asked Rachel, and she nodded.

"That's it," she said, opening the door herself.

"Good," Percy said, making a face.

"Perseus?" Rachel called, when he made to walk away.

"What now?" he asked, turning back towards her.

"Two things," she answered. "First of all, it's safe to talk to Jason."

"What do you mean?" Percy asked, cocking his head.

"He's not angry with you," Rachel continued. "He's going to let you lie for quite a while longer."

"Oh," Percy said, feeling ashamed as he remembered the lies he had told. "I guess I'll go talk to him, then. But I'm not going to be lying to him anymore."

"Don't be too sure," Rachel frowned, then rushed on before Percy could protest. "And the second thing- I know it's not going to happen, but I'm just going to do it so I can say I tried."

"What are you talk-" Percy tried to ask, but he was cut off when Rachel suddenly pressed her lips against his.

He was taken aback, but before he could decide whether to kiss her back or pull apart, she stepped away.

"What was that for?" Percy asked softly, his lips tingling.

"I tried," Rachel whispered, then shook her head. "Bye, Perseus."

Percy stood and watched her walk away.

He wondered if he should have gone after her.

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