Hey!

Sorry about totaly ruining the Percabeth last chappie! I didn't mean to! Well, I did, but don't worry things are (Sort of) sorted out in this chappie. This chappie was kind of hard for me to write (Because I'm best at writing stuff what has happened to me in real life, and my life is nothing like this story, especially this chapter) and the next chapter is especially hard to write, I've been sat staring at my screen for the last 30 mins. So if anyone has any ideas... PLEASE SHARE!

Bonniesparrow, thanks for being the only person who understands why Percy didn't stand up to her and who doesn't want to kill me :) Yay!

Half of you have guess what will happen next, and Storyteller1425, I recon you would like this chapter much more than the last, but unfortuantly (- I so can't spell that word!) not everything is going to be perfect. Also, this chapter is longer than most, but the start of it is just pure crap, so :)

"I can't believe they did that, I swear if I ever see one of them boy's again I will drive an electric spear right through their hearts…" Annabeth had tried to keep quiet about her incident earlier, but Thalia could easily tell when something was wrong with her. The bell had just gone to signal the end of the day and Annabeth had met with Thalia by the front gates to walk home like they usually did, the only difference from today to any other day was the fact that Nico was walking with them, but that didn't bother Annabeth.

"That's just cold." Nico commented. Annabeth knew they were trying to cheer her up, but all she could feel was pain. It was soul crushing for someone to break the only thing she had left of her mother, but that wasn't the only thing that was hurting her.

"I can't believe what Percy did. He just let them do that to you, I though you guys were meant to be friends." Thalia aspirated.

"I know. It's just wrong, he shouldn't have done that. Lately he hasn't even bothered to hang out with me, he's been going off with the Football jerks." Nico added coldly.

Percy. He hadn't even bothered to stick up for her, he just stood their and watched as they hurt Annabeth. Did he not care about her? Was their something wrong with her? Annabeth wasn't really sure where she stood with Percy, but she though she at the least fell into the category of sticking up for each other after what they had been though together. Annabeth didn't feel angry, she felt betrayed. She wasn't even sure why she was feeling like that, it was only Percy Jackson, for goodness' sake. Something in the back of her head was telling her that he meant more that that, otherwise she wouldn't be so cut up about it, however Annabeth pushed that thought aside because realising that she loved someone when she should hate them was illogical and the only reason how Annabeth had got to where she is now was logic. Even though Annabeth knew that she would always have people she could rely on like Thalia, Annabeth had never felt so alone.

Annabeth was sat inside her bedroom, as soon as she had got home she had thrown herself into her work. At first, she done homework, but after a few hours she had completed it all, even with her dyslexia. So instead she started doing her own work, using her laptop to look up architectures of buildings, drawing sketches here and there, doing whatever she could. She didn't even notice the time until Martin knocked on her door.

"Miss Chase?" He said opening her door, Annabeth looked up.

"Are you joining us for dinner this evening?" He asked. In situations like this, normally Annabeth would avoid eating but she knew Percy was downstairs and she didn't want him reporting to his mates that she was so upset over what happened that she wasn't eating, she didn't want to give them the pleasure of knowing that they hurt her. Annabeth sighed, put her pencil down and pushed her laptop aside.

"I suppose…" She mumbled. Martin nodded and left her room. Annabeth got up and followed him. He lead her to the dining room, it was fairly large with a large, posh, glass table in the centre with oak chairs around it. Everyone else was already sat down and they looked up when Annabeth joined them.

"Annabeth, it's so nice of you to join us. Take a seat dear," Sally told her. Percy looked up at Annabeth, trying to catch her gaze, but she deliberately looked away. She took a seat as far away from him as possible.

Annabeth didn't really pay attention to anything during dinner; she just willed it to be over as soon as possible. All she did was push forkfuls of food around her plate and make small talk with Sally.

Percy knew that Annabeth was mad at him, and rightly so. He should have stuck up for her, said something in her defence. Not stand there like a stupid goon and watch them hurt her. If he could turn back time and save her, he would, but this wasn't a movie or a novel, it was real life and that wasn't possible.

Eventually dinner ended and Annabeth turned to leave.

"If you'll excuse me…" She muttered standing up. As soon as Annabeth left the room, she heard someone shout her name.

"Annabeth?" She turned round, half expecting to see Percy standing there (which she would have totally ignored), but instead saw Sally.

"Are you alright dear?" Sally asked her, her blue eyes full of concern. Annabeth kept her head down.

"It seamed like something was troubling you through dinner." Sally commented.

"Nothing, its just school." Annabeth said, half hoping that she would put Sally off.

"Look, If you ever need to talk, I'm here for you." Sally told her. Annabeth nodded gratefully.

"Thank you." She muttered, and turned to leave.

Annabeth made it halfway up the corridor before she spotted him, she almost thought that he wouldn't come after her for a second, but she was wrong.

"Annabeth, wait!" He shouted, jogging up to her. Annabeth turned around and fixed her cold glare on him.

"What do you want?" She snapped.

"I'm sorry, I should have stood up for you Annabeth-"

"You should of! But you didn't, it's to late now. You know, I actually had the stupidity to think of you as my friend. I though that you cared about me, but obviously, I was wrong." She aspirated, she could feel the anger building up inside her, but she didn't care. He deserved it.

"Annabeth, I do care about you." He shouted at her. But Annabeth felt something snap inside her.

"You say that, but you never show it! What's the point of feeling something if you don't show it?"

Before Annabeth knew what was happening, Percy's lips were on hers. Annabeth's mind went blank, but her body had its own ideas. Her lips moved on their own, kissing him back and her arms snaked around his neck, pulling him close.

Percy didn't mean to kiss Annabeth, it just happened and never in a million years he thought she would kiss him back but his arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her closer and deepening the kiss.

Annabeth pulled away for air, panting. Only then did her memory come back to her, she wasn't sure what to think, whether to be angry at him or forgive him. She turned away out of confusion.

"Annabeth?" Percy asked. Annabeth shock her head.

"I can't…" She whispered, she turned and ran into her room


Percy was sat on his bed staring at the ceiling, he was so confused about his feelings for Annabeth. He felt like smacking his head against a brick wall. He just kissed her! How stupid could he have been? Annabeth probably didn't even like him. With good reason to, who would like him? Especially after what he done to her, Percy looked over at his bedside table. After the incident he had went back and picked up the two broken pieces of her necklace, all day it had been taunting him reminding him of what he had done wrong. He grabbed the broken necklace and headed for the door.


Annabeth had never felt so guilty in her entire life. Percy was brave enough to kiss her and she just ran off. Sure, he did some stuff wrong but that didn't give her the right to hurt him, he probably didn't even like her and only kissed her because he felt he had to. Tears spilt down Annabeth's cheeks, she didn't know what to do, she felt so confused. She looked down at her design work on the table, it was useless to her. She started going through it, sorting it into a pile so she could throw it away. However as her fingers sifted through the papers her hands came to a halt and she spotted a napkin. Annabeth picked up her phone, her hand was shaking as she dialled the number that was written on the napkin.

"Hello?" She paused and waited for a reply on the other end of the telephone.

"Hi Luke."

So, what do you think? Hum... They actually kissed! Go them :)

But they are confused, so thats not good :S But don't worry, things will work out finee eventually :)

~BabyYou'reAllThatIWant