A/N~ Hai Chickadees! I'm so, so, sorry that I wasn't able to update! But a lot of you must know how it is, with end of the year testing and exams. I should hopefully be getting back on m normal schedule soon! So, since I've been gone for so long, I decided to add a little something, but in the next chappy. Hope you enjoy! Sorry if it's a little short!

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Annabeth

I rolled over and looked at my clock. 5:29. Time to get up.

I didn't get in trouble last night. Well, I couldn't. Helen had a co-worker over. A man named Mr. Rogers.

Co-worker my butt.

The only reason I say that is because she was nice. Extremely nice.

To me.

Trying to impress him, or something along those lines. Maybe trying for a promotion.

But I could see right through it. Like always. I've had so much experience with fake people, especially her. Now I see right through them.

Even Calypso. Poor girl. Soon enough, she'll be out of that retched clique. She'll figure out that Drew's just using her.

I crept over to my closet and pulled on an oversized sweatshirt with some leggings, and a tank-top underneath.

I could already hear Piper and Helen scolding me.

It's not like I was trying to impress anyone.

Percy…

What? No!

Oh my gods. What am I doing? People are looking at me, wondering who I am and where I came from. Wondering about this girl who showed up in the middle of the school year and started hanging out with Percy Jackson. Son of a Millionaire, Percy Jackson.

What if people find out I'm his soul mate!

That can't happen.

I said I wouldn't turn out of the spotlight, I couldn't. it was too late. But is it?

Is it?

People can't know we're soul mates.

The soul mate system ruined my life. It brought Helen.

But it brought Piper. And Silena…

It brought Thalia back to me.

No!

I don't want a soul mate, and that's final!

I started texting Thalia as I walked out the door.

Thals! - A

Her response came a few minutes later.

Dude! WTH! Why are you up at freaking 5:50 in the morning! –T

We need to talk! –A

About what? Percccyyyyyy? ;) –T

Thalia! –A

Fine! Fine! Where are you now? –T

Turning off my block. –A

Oof. How early do you wake up? Meet me in front of the Library. I can't believe you walk to school every day! You don't live nearby! –T

I bring a book, and I sit and read until I'm able to go inside. –A

But by the time school opens, you'll be done with the book! –T

I bring extras! –A

Weirdo. –T

I smiled and continued my walk.

I don't want to be noticed. What do I do now?

No high school drama, no bumps, just smooth riding.

Maybe I should listen to Rachel.

I pulled out my music box. Ever since Helen had taken it, I kept it with me at all times.

I pulled out one of the pictures. The edges were worn, but it was still pretty, in an old fashioned kind of way.

It sowed a woman crouching down with her arms stretched out towards a toddler. The toddler wandered forwards. The woman, my mother, had long black ringlets and a pretty smile. Her eyes were hidden behind her hair, but I knew without a doubt that they mirrored mine.

Startling grey.

I unclipped my hair and let it fall down to its mark, mid-back on me.

On the backside, the picture read, "Teaching Annie to walk. (2001)."

There was a weird little crescent moon drawn too.

I was only a year old when this photo was taken, maybe around 18 months.

"Forgetting someone?" Thalia's voice rang, pulling me out of my daze.

"Thals? Oh, wait…" I looked around we were in front of the library. "Whoa. Sorry!" That was quick.

Thalia was leaning against her shiny black BMW, holding a Starbuck drink tray and a pastry bag.

"Here." She handed the items over to me, taking only a small cup with her.

"You're not trying to poison me, right?" I smiled and got into the car.

"Nope." Thalia took a sip of her coffee.

"What's this for then?"

"You haven't eaten today." Thalia pulled away from the curb.

"I-" I made a mental checklist for everything I was supposed to do this morning; get dressed, do hair, pack bag… eat. "Oh. How'd you know?"

"Lucky guess." She shrugged. "You seen to be forgetting lately.""

"Oh." I peered inside the bag. Inside lay a golden-brown croissant. "Thanks."

Thalia glanced at the picture sitting in my lap and chewed her lip. She looked like she wanted to tell me something. "Say, what color shirt is she wearing?"

Red. It was red, with little crescent moons embroidered on the hem. "Red, why?" Then it dawned on me. "Thals! You're a genius! This is the first time I've seen the pictures in color!"

Thalia sighed. "Yeah." She perked up suddenly. "What about the hems?'

"What about them?"

"Anything, I don't know… peculiar?" She tipped her head.

What? "They have little white crescent moons, if that's what you mean." I pushed the picture gently inside the box.

"Have you ever seen anything like that in your house? With the moons?"

What's up with her? "Um… Here." I pulled out another picture. This one was of my mother standing in a doorway wearing a long blue dress. In her hands she was holding a square box, just bigger than my music box, which had a silver crescent moon on the rim.

She studied it, smiling slightly. "Okay!"

"Okay?"

A/N-~ Well? Review! I don't have much to say… wait until next week for a special little something! I know you will all like it. The crescent moon may or may not be hinting to something, but who knows if Annabeth will ever figure out if it is or if it isn't?

Maybe you should review and tell her what you think it is.

Bye Chickadees!

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~Chocolate