CHAPTER 11

Mixed Feelings

Annabeth Chase's PoV

"You know what the hell kind of ruckus you two cost?!" Mr. Blofis shouts at as, slamming his desk as he looked at both of us, we (Me and Rachel) sat at opposite sides of chairs, facing Mr. Blofis as he gets mad at us. All I could do was sit and listen.

"You know what? Let's get to the point." Mr. Blofis sat down, seemingly calm, and opened a folder with paper on it. He looked at us directly. "What was the reason you both fought?" he said those words with a coldness in his voice, like he could see right through us. "You first, Ms. Chase." He points at me and sits comfortably at his chair, wanting to hear my story.

I didn't want to tell Mr. Blofis the truth, since it would really send me to the guidance counselor, and my parents would no. I wouldn't think they'd approve of Percy Jackson.

"It was because…. she does whatever she wants, sir!" I told him.

He didn't believe me. "That's not a valid reason to be angry at someone, Ms. Chase. And frankly, that's not a valid statement. You're lying to me." Mr. Blofis gave me a really eerie look. "It seems to me, as your fellow schoolmates have sent reports…" he was rummaging through the folder with the papers. "… that it says here…. it was because of a boy. Am I right?" Mr. Blofis gave us both a stern smile.

We both nodded to the question.

"Perseus Jackson." Mr. Blofis shouted at his door. "Come inside."

Oh man. If my heart wasn't beating because of my fear of Mr. Blofis, it was hell as beating right now. So fast. I don't wanna look at Percy. He's gonna see me as a horrible, horrible monster who just wanted to hurt the girl he likes.

Percy enters the room, looking hot and handsome as always, and I got a whiff of his smell. He smells good.

"Yes, Mr. Blofis?" he asks, seemingly trembling.

"As it looks like, young man, you are seemingly handsome enough that these two girls are fighting over you. What is your relationship with them?" he asks, and strokes his chin. (Mr. Blofis)

Percy points at Rachel. "Rachel's my best friend." Then he points at me. "She's just an acquaintance."

Wow. Did Percy like me? I mean, I actually thought he would call me his enemy. But wow! I guess there is hope for me and Percy. If Rachel and Calypso don't get in the way.

"Thank you, Percy. You may go now." Mr. Blofis says and Percy leaves.

"Well, I'm sticking with this punishment since that boy got you both riled up a bit, Here's your punishment. It was requested by Ms. Johnson." Calypso.

Oh no.

"Not one of both of you, will be able to join The Dance of October."

Percy Jackson's PoV

Believe me, when two girls fight over you, it's not how people think it feels like. People expect me to feel "OMG I'm so hot two girls are fighting over me." "OMG I'm so handsome" or stuff like that. But the thing is, it's like watching your parents fight. It hurts.

Annabeth and Rachel both came out of the door, still having the aura of hate around them. I instantly hugged Rachel the moment I saw her. I didn't know what else to do, and I didn't care if that got me really red. I could swear I saw Annabeth looking at us like she wanted to kill us, then walked to the bathroom with her angry eyes.

I release Rachel from my embrace. She was pretty red, too, which matched her hair. "What happened to you? Why'd you do that? We need to talk." I grabbed her by the arm and we went outside, where no one could hear us talk.

Once we were outside, I let my words out.

"Why'd you do that?!" I shouted at her.

She just pursed her lips and told me small words. "I did what I had to."

"By beating up Annabeth?" I ask accusingly.

"Why am I the enemy now? I thought you hated her!" she screams back at me.

I did hate her. But… it's just that… "Things won't get any better by beating her up! Look, I know she spied on us, but she just didn't know what she was doing!" I can't believe it. I was trying to defend Annabeth.

"Didn't know what she was doing? She likes you, Percy! Can't you just see it?" she asks me. I was expressionless now. It reminded me that I had a chance with Annabeth, but I just couldn't be with her because I don't wanna suffer the same pain I went through when she hated me. I look down and Rachel sees my expression.

"Oh, God. I knew it! I should've known." Rachel was crying now, wiping her tears with her hands. "You still like her don't you?"

I didn't even answer her statement. I knew that deep inside me, I still liked her. Annabeth. I just looked down and Rachel saw the truth in my face.

"I can't believe it. After all I've done for you. After everything. I actually thought we were friends! But we're not! All you want is your Annabeth!" Rachel screams at me, with tears in her eyes.

"But we are friends, Red." I said.

"But I don't want us to be just friends!" she shouts again.

"Look, I'm—" before I even finish, she interrupts me.

"Don't. Okay? Just don't." she says with her hand in front of my face. "I'm done with you, Percy. I'm done."

I could hear her sniffling, then storming inside the school. I can't believe it. Rachel Elizabeth Dare officially hates me now. I can't believe I was so blind and oblivious. Rachel actually liked me for real. And there was nothing I could do about it.

I kicked the wall of the school as hard as I can, trying to blow off steam.

I got my usual job again, trying to earn extra money for my mom. And as usual, I worked at Annabeth's house. The Chases.

Usually at work, Annabeth isn't home, but when I get to work today, I'm in for a huge surprise.

"Mr. Chase." I say and shake Mr. Chase's hands. Mr. Chase smiles at me.

"Percy. In for extra work, today?" he asks.

"Yes, sir." I reply with a smile, holding a shovel in my hand.

"Well, I must say, Percy…. This is quite a surprise, but never worry. You can go start at the back. Annabeth's home, so you have her as company. I have work." Mr. Chase then turns to his door, and winks at someone who's at the stairs.

Annabeth.

Author's Note #11

SHORTEST. CHAPTER. EVER. But I knew it had to end there somewhere. Next chapter in a day or two. I have school you know.

Anyways, you know the drill.

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*whispers* please

"THERE ARE NO STRINGS ON ME"

Next on: The More You Hate, The More You Love….

Chapter 12: Comfort.

Annabeth tries to talk to Percy as he works at her house, but things go badly…. Or maybe great. You'll find out soon.