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It was times like these where I was really glad that I was in shape.

Thalia was running so fast while pulling me behind her that if I wasn't able to keep up, she would've pulled my arm out of its socket.

Nico was close behind, seeming almost as emotionally mixed as Thalia. And let me tell you—Thalia and Nico are the last people you would think to show any kind of emotion besides anger or sadness or something else that would remind you of the color black.

To sum it all up, I had an extremely bad feeling about this.

We ran up the stairs to the sky deck (taking them three at a time), the whole time passing people who were staring at us. But I had gotten used to that. This time, however, there were scattered pieces of paper lining the ground and being blown around in the sea breeze. I didn't have time to see what they were though because Thalia still had a firm grasp on my wrist.

But when we reached the peak of the cruise ship, all I could think about was how I should've just stayed in my corner.

The same picture was everywhere—and I mean everywhere. There were flyers on the ground, tacked on walls, and in just about every person's hand—all gathered around each other, laughing. Luckily, everyone up here seemed to be the same teenagers that had been everywhere with me these past few days. My guess was that parents took their kids off the deck.

Why would they do this? Oh, no reason. It might just be because the picture was of me. Two years ago. Wearing nothing but lacy underwear and a men's shirt.

I stopped dead in my tracks and nearly fell over. Thalia and Nico had to catch me.

You know that feeling where you know someone's looking at you? Well take that and times it by about sixty, then add the fact that you know that they're not staring at you because they have a crush on you or that you're famous like in the movies. They're staring at you because they think you're a porn model.

I could hear my heartbeat in my ears. "Annabeth?" Nico said. "Annabeth, you don't look too good. Here, come sit down." He tried to guide me over to the nearest bench but I shook my head vigorously.

The picture was a stupid mistake.

You see, when I go out into reality, I'm not Annabeth Chase. I'm Fredrick and Athena Chase's daughter. And by how much I was called "Chase girl", I'd never forget it. I'd never forget that I wasn't the rich and famous one. People only wanted to know me and paparazzi only bothered me because of my parents and their success stories.

I had been walking down the street, on my way to the local coffee shop to study when a man, most likely just a couple years older than me, stopped me on the street.

"Hey, you're the Chase girl, aren't you?" he said.

"Uhh, yeah I am," I said. When I tried to sidestep him to walk away, he stopped me again.

"You know, you're mom is hot." He smirked and wolf whistled.

I gave him a look of disgust. "Do you really think I want to hear about my mom's attractiveness, you creepy pervert?" This time, I successfully got around him, but he still kept talking to me.

"Well I guess not," he said.

"No," I growled, stopping to turn around. "I don't."

He raised his hands in defense. "Wow, you're a bitchy little one."

I glared at him. "Don't call me a bitch."

"I didn't. I said that you were bitch-y, which is totally different."

I rolled my eyes. "Whatever. Look, I'm not in the mood to listen to some perve preach to me about how hot my mother is, so just leave."

I attempted to walk away one more time, but he grabbed my shoulder. "Okay, okay, I'm sorry. I didn't realize how much that must bug you."

"Yeah? Well it does." I sighed. "Sometimes, I just wish people wouldn't just talk to me because of my parents, you know?" I didn't know why I was venting to this guy, but I figured that I probably would never see him again, so it didn't really matter.

He pursed his lips then took a step back. He looked me up and down for a couple seconds just about to the point where I started feeling uncomfortable. But before I could mention this to him, he said: "You know, I can help you get your own life, if you want. Your own career, own fame and fortune."

I raised an eyebrow. "How?"

"I'm an amateur photographer. And judging by your perfect body and beautiful, mature face, I bet I could get you into modeling."

I didn't say anything for a second or two. "Modeling?" I asked more to myself than him. I had never even thought of anything like that. If anything, I had been wanting to draw attention away from myself. But creepy perve makes a lot of sense. If I could make a career for myself, I could make my own money, have my own reason for people to approach me and even judge me if they really wanted to.

I could have my own life.

Without another thought or anyone else's consult, I stuck out my hand. "I'm Annabeth Chase."

He smiled then took my hand. "I'm Marvin Gilles. It's a pleasure to meet you."

"Annabeth," Thalia's voice said, bringing me back to reality. "You should really sit down. You're getting paler by the second."

"He promised," I whispered.

Thalia raised an eyebrow. "What?"

"Marvin," I said. "He promised."

"Okay?" she said. "You're definitely sitting down."

I shook my head again. "Where's Rachel?"

"Err, I don't think that's a good—"

"Where's Rachel?" I asked again. Then I saw here. She was standing in the middle of the crowded tables with a stack of flyers in her hands. She had her confident smirk on her face, but this time it wasn't just radiating power. She knew she had crossed the line, but she was happy about it. This was her goal all along—not necessarily to ruin my life by leaking a porn picture that I never wanted to be taken in the first place, but to get what she wanted. And what she wanted was Percy. She wanted him for his money—that I was sure of. Maybe that was her way of getting her own money and life. Then who knows? Maybe she'd kill him to get all of it like the crazy wives do on murder shows.

I ripped myself out of Thalia and Nico's arms and marched my way up to the red-headed bitch.

Thalia tried to pull me back, but I was too strong for her at the moment.

I grabbed Rachel's shoulder and spun her around. She just giggled. "Wow, and if it isn't the whore herself."

I had so much to say, but in that moment, my throat clenched up and tears stung my eyes.

The whole deck was laughing at me—at my pathetic, teenage "career". Marvin had promised that this photo shoot would only be done to get agencies attention. He promised that just as soon as I built up a portfolio and got signed, we would get rid of it.

Only he lied. And I believed him.

"You know, Annie," Rachel said. "I always knew that you were a whore, but then you go and sleep with my boyfriend just days after meeting him?" She chuckled. "That's pathetic."

My heartbeat sped up. My mouth started going dry and I still couldn't find any words to say to her.

"I actually feel sorry for you, Annie," she continued. "I always feel bad when I see girls like you—girls who sleep with guys and shoot porn just to get attention. But here's the thing: usually when girls do that stuff, it's to get money because they're desperate. But you already have money. So why exactly do you still do what desperate girls do?"

I clenched my fists.

She took a step closer to me. "Because you're a slut, Annabeth Chase."

I shot as many daggers as I could through the piled up tears. No, I thought. I'm not letting Rachel see me cry. I'm not that weak.

I turned around and pushed through everyone. They were all laughing and pointing, like this was the funniest thing they had ever seen. This was another thing I had only seen in movies. I never understood how high school kids could just team up and laugh at one person. What had that one person ever done to all of them?

And now being that one person didn't make it make much sense either.

I pushed past Thalia and Nico, past the stupid teenagers, past some of my other friends who were probably trying to help me.

Tears started streaming down my face so I dropped my head. I had never felt this hurt in my life. Not when my parents started ignoring me, more likely than not for not being the perfect child that they wanted; not when I was labeled a nerd just because I liked learning new things; not when I found out that Luke was just using me to get some action; not even when Percy told me that everything that had happened these last few days was my fault.

Rachel had blackmailed me, and dammit, she succeeded.

I kept my head down, only looking at the floor. As a result, I bumped straight into someone before I reached the stairs. Strong but gentle hands rested on my arms, keeping me from tripping.

I made the mistake of looking straight into his eyes—his gorgeous, apologetic, and concerned green eyes.

Thalia ran up next to me and crossed her arms. "I thought I told you to stay in your cabin," she growled through clenched teeth. I had never heard her so mad about anything.

But Percy didn't seem to notice her or be scared of her, for that matter. Instead, he was looking around, his mouth slightly dropped open.

"It's okay, Percy, baby," Rachel said, walking up behind me. "You had sex with a whore. I'm sure you probably didn't know about this little part of her life anyway." I could hear the smirk in her voice. "And, I mean, I'm sure after that, guys were lining up to do the same thing. Who knows how many other guys she's seduced?"

I couldn't take this. I tore out of Percy's hands and ran my way back to my cabin, not stopping until the door was locked behind me and I could break down crying in peace.

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