Well, Really guys, sorry about slow update. I'm updating once a week for this story since it seems like currently not many are reading it, and that i have another story I'm crazy about at the moment.

Nevertheless, I'll still continue to update this story weekly, so yea. Enjoy this chapter! :)

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~Kuntakintae

Percy's POV

I was in a bad mood, and it wasn't because I had woken up at four in the morning, nor was it because the heater had broken that morning.

"That bastard is coming back to school today…" I grumbled darkly, my hands swiftly travelled across the cooking table, taking ingredients that were needed to make the breakfast.

Memories began to flash past my vision. All the good times…and all the bad times…

I shook my heard roughly, and violently threw one of the ingredients into the soup I was making, causing some of it to splash out. I cursed softly as one scalding hot droplet landed on my arm. I quickly wiped it away on my shirt and continued cooking.

"Don't let my emotions control me…" I reprimanded myself, slowly stirring the boiling pot of soup. I heard a door open somewhere outside, and I knew that Annabeth had just woke up.

"I smell something nice." She stated, her voice sluggish, but also laced with amusement. I shrugged, taking out the ladle and placing the cover over the pot to let it boil.

"Normal soup of the day for Thursdays." I grinned at her, my earlier anger already diminishing. She smiled in appreciation.

"Thanks again, Seaweed Brain." She teased, causing me to roll my eyes. "I'm just gonna wash up and change. You taken your breakfast yet?" She asked. I shook my head.

"Well, I'm still cooking, aren't I?" I asked, knowing that I was about to make a successful attempt in irritating her. She always lost in the morning- her brain doesn't function as well when she just wakes up from her slumber.

She scowled at me, realizing her mistake. "Whatever. You can start eating first if I'm not out by the time the food is finished." She huffed and walked out of the kitchen. I chuckled at her antics, and went back to preparing the breakfast. Soup wasn't the only thing we were eating that day.

"You don't seem to be in a very cheerful mood today." Annabeth's voice broke my chain of thoughts. My head snapped up to find her staring at me curiously, with a little worry in her eyes. We had eaten the scrumptious meal I prepared that morning, and were walking to school.

"It's nothing. Just brooding over something. It's not that important." I lied. She could see that I was lying, but decided to let it drop at the moment.

"So, where are we going for lunch today?" She asked.

"I don't know…but I think for today, there will be something special." I said, trying to keep the anger and irritation out of my voice.

"Again, you don't sound happy about it." She stated. I kept silent, not bothering to answer her. The more she talked about it, the worse my mood became. She took the hint, and went quiet. That was how we walked the rest of the journey.

When we were reaching the school gate, I glanced to the side and noticed her staring at the ground as she walked. I knew that look on her face- it was one when she was thinking over something really seriously.

"We're here." I informed her. Her head shot up, a little surprised.

"Sorry," She said, lightly slapping her cheek. "Was thinking about something. Didn't notice at all." I nodded.

"Can tell." I said, causing her to smile embarrassedly.

"Well, whatever. Anyway, did you do the homework that…"

"Class, let me introduce a returning student. He had been here a few years ago, but left due to some family business. He's back now since his family is moving back here. Please welcome him nicely." The teacher said in his monotone voice.

"You can come in now." The teacher said, facing the door. I could see Thalia, Nico and the rest of the gang leaning forward in their seats in anticipation. I scowled at that, anger starting to boil within me once again.

I quickly controlled myself, removing the scowl from my face and replacing it with a blank stare. I could feel Annabeth's eyes on me, but I ignored it.

I almost lost all control and threw a book at Micheal when he came in, with his freakishly big guitar and his usual bright smile that promised good humour and friendliness.

"All fucking fake." Were the words that swam through my mind as I stared at my old best friend. He walked to the front of the class and gave a big wave.

"Hello dear classmates," He said in his musical voice that I could never forget. "in case you don't know me, I'm Micheal. Last time, I represented the school in a national musical contest and won first place. I was in charge of the school band before I left. It's good to meet you!" He told the class. The rest of the class, even those that did not know him in person, stared at him in shock.

Micheal was a legend in the music section of the country. In the juniors national musical contest, he had won first, and he had gotten third in the national senior musical contest a few years ago. Anyone who was interested in music would know him.

"Yea, the music boy's back!" Thalia exclaimed, punching the air with her fist. Just then, the whole class erupted into cheers. I glanced to the side, expecting to see Annabeth cheering with them. But no, it was even worse than cheering.

She was staring at him in fucking awe! I glared at Micheal fiercely, silently urging him to look into my eyes. I didn't even take my eyes off im for a second.

He was waving and smiling everywhere, exclaiming "Hello! Hello!". He then caught my eye, and I felt a little sadistic pleasure when I saw his eyes widen in fear and his body stiffen. He quickly recovered and looked away, going back to what he was doing. But that split second was enough to make me feel at least a little pleased.

He hadn't forgotten, and he knew that he would be receiving hell from me for it.

"Quiet down please," The teacher's monotone voice cut through the noise. Slowly, every one settled down, their shouting reduced to quiet mutterings about Micheal. "I'd like Micheal to sit beside Annabeth."

Micheal literally froze as he saw which seat the teacher was referring to, while Annabeth just looked slightly amused. As for me, I was glaring daggers straight at the teacher and Micheal, silently cursing the teacher for placing Micheal beside Annabeth.

I could see Annabeth observing Micheal closely, her stormy grey eyes taking in his sight. She always did that to judge people's character. I groaned in my head. Even her eyes would not be able to see through Micheal's façade. Nobody had seen it in the past, and what makes her so special that she would be able to see it now?

"Hi. Your name's Annabeth?" He asked Annabeth as he sat down beside Annabeth. My eye twitched as I saw him shoot a friendly smile at Annabeth, who gave an unsure one in return.

"Yup. You're Micheal, right? I've…heard about you." She said with a little hesitation. I knew that she was thinking about my words to her about him.

"Oh, really?" He asked curiously, tilting his head to the side with a questioning look. Annabeth nodded.

"From Thalia and the others. Said you were the singer of the gang or something." Annabeth said. Micheal's eyes widened in surprise when he heard her.

"You're with Thalia and gang?" He asked incredulously. My eyes narrowed when I heard his tone. It was as though he couldn't believe someone like her would be in the gang. Annabeth caught the tone too, but seemed to shake it off, deciding that it's just surprise.

"Yup." She confirmed. Micheal's mouth shaped into an 'O' as he took in the information, nodding his head slowly.

"Looks like I'll be seeing you more and more often, then." He said, giving her a large, flirty grin. I was a little relieved when I saw Annabeth nod without hesitation, and no sign of embarrassment whatsoever. It meant that she had not fallen for his charms yet.

They stayed quiet for the rest of the class. Micheal immediately went to sleep whereas Annabeth continuously jotted down notes about the class without stop. As for me, I was glaring into my desk, fuming silently. I could feel Annabeth's gaze from time to time, but didn't break my glare on the table.

During lunchtime, the canteen was noisier than usual. Well, it should be, since the school's rock star had just come back to town. Micheal was laughing and chortling at every thing and everyone.

When I reached the table with Annabeth, the whole gang was already seated, all of them talking excitedly about what they want Micheal to sing, how Micheal had been, bla bla….

I scowled even deeper when they all stood up and went to hug Micheal when he reached the table. They patted him on the back, made jokes, asked him how his life had been and so on. Annabeth was quietly standing beside me, but I knew she was urging to go in and listen in on them.

"You going?" she asked. I sighed and shook my head.

"I'm sure you want to find out more about him. Go on then. Just remember, and heed my warnings." I said seriously, staring right into her eyes before turning around and walking out of the canteen.

I knew that if I had sat down with them, I certainly would have snapped and try to break his neck. Normally, I would be able to control my emotions and restrain myself.

But for that fucking murderer, it was definitely a different case.