PART TWO

Chapter 26

Hi. Please don't expect steady updates. I have a lot going on, I just got signed in this agency thing so maybe one day you'll see me on the screen or on a runway but you won't know it's me. I'm also starting track and going to college in a few months and graduating high school, so be patient and read if you want. Reviews make me go faster, but it's cool if you don't. I love you all.

Update to note: I still love you all, and I wrote the first part of this months ago and just have been too busy living life, but here you go. This is like the second book to this thing okay.

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The Summer Before Junior Year

Percy

There was this one time, about three years ago or so, that I was talking to two old friends of mine. I think I was in seventh grade, and they were my two best friends in the world. I remember one, his name was Grover, said that I'd die without Annabeth, the other. I remember at the time I joked that I probably would. Well I never thought my words would reign with so much truth.

It's been two years since the last time I spoke to Annabeth Chase. Looking back, I'd like to say I don't know how it got so muddled, but I do. It was my fault.

You see, my name is Percy Jackson. About four years ago my mother and I ran away from my crazy stepfather, Gabe Ugliano. Then a whole bunch of shit happened, my long-lost presumably dead father was actually a multi-billionaire, my brother Chrysaor got shot by my stepfather- which actually made my brother Triton the new heir to my biological father's company, Poseidon's Palace. Then, right before I started high school, something happened to Annabeth.

About two weeks after that I lost all of my friends.

Silena. Grover. Hazel. Piper. Jason. Leo. Luke. Thalia.

Annabeth.

I lost them all. My life really changed in highschool, though I'm not entirely sure why. All of a sudden, I wasn't the scrawny twelve year old that Clarisse used to beat up. I was the youngest kid to ever get put in Lakeview High School's varsity swim team. I'm all set up to be captain next year, too. I met a lot of other great people, made some new friends, and lost touch with all of my old ones.

"Percy!" Rachel walked through the door of the cafe I was waiting in, the little bell above the door dinging happily. She strode over purposefully, took a huge swig of the coffee I laid out for her, and kissed me. "So sorry I was late, dad wanted to talk about going back to Europe this summer again." She rolled her eyes. "Really he's just buttering me up so I don't put up a fight about applying for Yale this year. As if I'd ever go there."

Oh, yeah. I also have an amazing girlfriend.

"It's cool." I grinned at her cheekily. "Plus, you know I like to people watch."

"Fuck people watching. That's so weird."

"You're weird."

"Anyway, back to me, please." She said, flipping her red curls over her shoulder. They had tamed over the years, and now they were one of my favorite qualities of hers.

"Yes, ma'am."

"So, I'm sitting there, right? And he looks at me- he dares look at me- and says we're going. Like, If it's the end of the discussion, and I'm just supposed..."

Rachel has always had a rough relationship with her father. When we were younger, we were forced to be friends for a shared project of our father's. We somehow became friends, and I was suddenly the person she turned to for everything. I remember one time, she showed up at my house midway through freshman year, sobbing and in pajamas, saying he'd hit her. He never had again, but that experience really solidified our friendship. We started dating a week after.

All things considered, I lived a pretty good life. I was pretty content, and happy, and my mom was dating my English teacher- even though she would not admit it- and life was good.

I had no idea that the next two months would change my life forever.

Again.

Short? Yes. An update? Yes. Happy? Probably not.

I'll try to finish this story, I swear. Just no promises it will actually happen.