Annabeth's Personal Stalker

I hope this one is better. I'm still trying to think really hard. But I think I've got it. I hope you enjoy. By the way, remember how I mentioned that I kept thinking about new stories instead of this one? Well, I published a one-shot called When Sally Met Poseidon. I hope you liked that one as well! Rachel finds someone else to crush on instead of Percy! Yay! No more Rachel loves Percy! He-he!

Disclaimer: I don't own PJO. Duh x 1,000,000.

Percy's POV

OK. I lied. I do have more friends at school than just Rachel. I was just worried about how Rachel and Annabeth would act around each other. They aren't exactly best friends. Anyway, my other friend, thank the gods he's a guy, his name is Tommy Jones. He has dark blonde hair and brown eyes, and his skin is a color between pale and tan. He told me that he went to this summer camp (a normal one), and his favorite activity was archery, because he was the best. He hit the target perfectly 99.9% of the time. He loves to skateboard (he taught me how), surf (ironic, right?), and, get this, read. Weird. He's a guy who loves to do activities such as skateboarding and surfing, but when he goes home, he curls up in a chair and starts to read. I've always thought that he was possessed by two separate personalities. He's never met his father. He seems to be hiding something, something he's embarrassed about. Anyway, I haven't talked to him in a while, and he's confronting me about it. When he wants to be, Tommy can be very intimidating, but he's really got a soft heart. He wouldn't hurt a fly. The only time he would ever hurt anything would be in defense. But I don't think this is one of those intimidating times. More like an uncomfortable confrontation.

"So… I haven't seen you around lately," he started. It was lunchtime, and Annabeth and I were heading over to sit with Rachel and a girl and guy that I've never taken the chance to get to know. I'm pretty sure that they're related. I think their names are Tracey and Theodore.

"Yeah. I guess I've been busy," I responded carefully.

"I'll save you a seat, OK," Annabeth said as she hurried off.

"Well…I just wanted to see how you are doing. You and your girlfriend are the big gossiping topic with the girls, I've noticed. There have been rumors. How did you meet, because lots of people have sane answers to that question, but a lot more have insane answers," he continued.

"Oh, well that's easy. We go to the same camp. I've been going since I was twelve, she has since she was seven. When I arrived, I was…injured, I guess is the best explanation. She nursed me back to health. We became best friends, and our relationship grew," I'm glad it wasn't a stupid question, like 'Why do you enjoy hanging out more with your girlfriend then you do with me, your best friend?!' I guess he's just not that kind of person.

"You know, you can sit with Annabeth, Rachel, Tracey, Theodore, and I. You're not banned from sitting with me just because I have a girlfriend," I told him. As we walked to the table, I looked around the lunchroom. When my eyes glimpsed over the kitchen, I had to do a double-take. Why is the cook staring at me like that? He looked really satisfied about something. I'm going to ask Rachel what she sees, just in case. We arrived at the table.

I tapped both Rachel and Annabeth on the shoulders, and pointed to the weird cook, "Rachel, what do you see? It might be nothing, but that guy is looking at me funny," I asked her.

Her face paled, "Manticore," she whispered, so only Annabeth and I could hear. Tracey, Theodore, and Tommy looked at us weird as we had this private conversation. It's not everyday you see a girl's face pale just taking a look at the school chef, "Annabeth, Percy, you need to get out of here. Now." I think the other three heard this part, because they exchanged glances that seemed to say 'What did we miss?'

Both Rachel and Annabeth noticed when my hand reached for my pocket to remove Riptide. Annabeth grabbed my hand, "No. Do you want to get expelled from another school? The year's almost over. We should just either escape or try to ignore it, and we use fighting it as a last resort," she said in a whisper. Now I was positive that the other three couldn't hear, because they just started eating their food.

"OK, but I'm not eating the food. I suggest you don't either Annabeth," I suggested. She nodded.

"That was a smart thing to say, Seaweed Brain," She didn't need to whisper that, but she did need to whisper what she said next. It surprised me that she didn't though, "A plan worthy of Athena."

"Here, I'll go buy my lunch. You two can split mine," Rachel pushed us her lunch bag.

"Thanks Rachel. Just make sure you avoid…it…as much as possible," Annabeth warned. I think that they're starting to get along better. That's good.

So, Annabeth and I split Rachel's old lunch. The other three raised their eyebrows at us, but ignored it otherwise. I just hope that manticore isn't stalking me or Annabeth. The last time Annabeth fought the manticore, she got kidnapped.

We tried to ignore the manticore. I learned that Tracey and Theodore Fisher were fraternal twins. Tracey said that she looks exactly like her mother. She has sandy blonde hair and green eyes, and she's super pale, but not as pale as a sheet of paper. Her brother says that he looks exactly like his father, which is almost the exact opposite of Tracey, except for the hair. He's got the same sandy blonde hair but different dark brown eyes. He's got a major tan, too. They say that they only know that Theodore looks like their father from what they're mom told them, because they've never met their father (A/N Hm…he-he-he). There's one other things I learned, but this is just plain obvious. Tommy likes Rachel. It's written all over his face. The way he looks at her when she's not looking, and the way he quickly looks away when she turns to face him.

As Tommy was looking at his tray, Annabeth nudged me and pointed at Rachel. Wonderful. The spread of love continues. Aphrodite must be extremely happy, to be causing this young love. Maybe she's looking for a new soap opera star. Maybe I'm boring now that I've got my girl. Who cares? Who actually wants to be watched by the goddess of love every second of their lives?

"The same thing was happening with Tommy!" I whispered, "I'll talk to him after lunch, and you talk to Rachel. It's annoying having people staring at each other like that, then looking away when it's the other's turn to stare." Annabeth nodded in agreement.

Then she smiled, "I bet that was us before. I know it was me," she admitted. I blushed and smiled as well.

"Yah. It was me, too," I admitted. I looked back in the direction of the manticore that we had been ignoring. It was gone! Either that's luck, or we're in danger. Well, I'll put it in the luck category until it becomes a known danger.

Lunch was over, and the two hidden lovebirds started to go off to class, which, luckily, was free period. Annabeth grabbed Rachel by the collar and I grabbed Tommy by the collar. Annabeth dragged Rachel in one direction, and I dragged Tommy in the other. Theodore and Tracey weren't done with their lunches, so they just sat and ate at the table.

"If you think that nobody noticed how you were staring at Rachel, then you are mentally retarded. Annabeth and I both noticed how you two stared at each other. Yes, I said two. Congratulations, the girl you have a crush on likes you back," I told him. He blushed and looked everywhere but at me.

Tommy cracked, "OK! I like Rachel! Jeez, do you have to stare at me like that?! It gives me the creeps!" I smiled. I knew it would work. Oh gods, if I were in his position, I would be dying right now. I'm acting like Aphrodite! That's just plain weird. But apparently it works.

Annabeth's POV

I dragged Rachel into a corner, opposite of the way Percy was pulling Tommy, "Now Rachel, I'm going to say this once, and I'm not going to say it again. Rachel, I can tell you like Tommy, and so can Percy. Rachel, I can tell that Tommy likes you, and so can Percy." The she blushed, but after that, Rachel kept a strait face. I gave her my death stare. I think I made her loose her concentration, just by staring at her like that.

"Please stop staring at me like that! I admit that I like Tommy! Happy!" she let it out. I could tell she was relieved to have that off her chest and for some reason, she wanted to repeat herself, "Fine. I admitted it. I like Tommy. Does it give you pleasure to act like the Greek goddess Aphrodite?" she asked the question rhetorically, but it made me embarrassed.

"That's the second Greek goddess name that you two and Percy have referred to today. Why do you use those names? They're ancient history," Tracey inquired, coming over curiously.

"Um…Rachel and I are Greek Mythology junkies. Yeah, that's it. We're Greek mythology junkies along with Percy and some friends from this camp we go to," I responded carefully. Then Rachel's eyes widened. At first, I thought she had come up with a really good idea, or she thought I gave too much away. But she seemed to be staring at something. I turned around, and my face paled. The manticore.

"Rachel; take Tracey to Tommy and Theodore, and stay there. Tell Percy to come here, and tell him…that the chef has cornered me! Run!" I told her these orders. I was in a dark enough corner of the school that nobody could see me. But I'll make sure of this even more. I put on my Yankees cap as soon as Tracey couldn't see me disappear. Thank the gods it's free period, otherwise I'd get in trouble for not being in class.

Rachel's POV

Wow, Tommy likes me. But that's not important right now. Annabeth needs Percy's help! I hustled over to Percy, who was standing with Tommy and Theodore.

"Percy! The chef has Annabeth cornered! She needs your help!" He looked confused, but only for a second. Then his eyes lit up in anger, and he ran over to Annabeth.

"What? Is the school chef Annabeth's personal stalker or something?" Theodore asked me.

"No. Much worse. He's Annabeth's personal murderer," I told him. All three of them opened their mouths in shock, "Don't worry. Annabeth and Percy will be fine. They deal with stuff like this almost every other day."

There was an awkward silence that followed, and I found myself inching closer to Tommy. I was staring at my feet as I did so. I looked at Tommy, and he was staring at me.

"Oh just come over here! We really need to talk about some stuff," Tommy told me. I shuffled over to him.

"So you like me?" we said at the same time.

"Yes," we also said at the same time.

"Well," Tommy said, finally talking alone, "Will you go to the prom with me?"(A/N I asked a question on Y! Answers about this, and those people told me that they're not sure, but they think it is prom, even for freshmen like Percy and the rest)

"Yes! I really want to go with you!" I'm going to the prom with Tommy! Yes!

Percy's POV

This thing is definitely in the dangerous category when it disappears. When I get there, I can't see Annabeth anywhere, just a furious manticore. Then I hear Annabeth, "Percy! I'm OK! I'm using the invisibility cap!" Good. Annabeth's safe. Now to fight the manticore. I uncapped Riptide and charged at the monster. It wasn't looking in my direction, so I had the advantage. I stabbed the beast in the side, and it moaned in pain. But that moan was all it had time for, because it exploded into a cloud of dust.

Annabeth took off her invisibility cap, so I could see her, but I wasn't looking, because I was putting the cap on Anaklusmos. I guess the others were too curious for their own good, because the next second, they rounded the corner. They were staring at Annabeth. Rachel came around the corner after them saying, "Percy, I'm sorry! I tried to stop them!" then she saw Annabeth, "Annabeth, you need some of that…special stuff," she said as I turned to look at her. She was covered head to toe in scratches. Even though she was invisible, the manticore still hit her. Annabeth and I fished around in our pockets; Annabeth's attempt was feeble because she was so weak. I finally found a bag of Ambrosia squares. I ran to Annabeth.

"Here. You need this," I told her.

"Well, duh I need it, Seaweed Brain," she told me, obviously irritated.

"Hey, I just got rid of that…thing! I'm not that stupid!" I said defensively. Annabeth chuckled.

"You do know that I was messing with your head right?" she told me.

"Yeah, whatever. Just eat the…special stuff," and she did. My three other friends where probably curious out of their minds. I just couldn't tell them. Annabeth ate the ambrosia squares (I gave her two, just in case) and her scratches (they weren't deep in the first place) cleared up.

"Whoa! I need to get some of that stuff! It's got super healing powers!" Theodore said.

"Yeah, what's it called?" Tommy added.

Before I got the chance to answer, Rachel did for me, "We'll tell you later! Let's get started on our homework before we waste our free period."

So we walked away to get our stuff, and I was thinking, How does Rachel plan on telling them later? Knowing Tommy, he'll ask again later. I don't know Tracey and Theodore, but I'm sure they'll do the same. Whatever, I'll worry about it later.