HEY GUYS! Okay I'm awful I know. I was honestly thinking about just giving up this story and starting a new one that you guys would find more interesting, but i realized that I was only 3 chapters in and i shouldn't expect anything more than what I'm getting. So i decided to make this story for me and not just for you guys because i feel like if it was just for fans than i really wouldn't connect with it the way i want to. I want to write because i like it, not for popularity and I'm glad i have figured that out. This chapter is kinda short, but i feel like it gives you some insight on Annabeth's personal life that you needed or was maybe wondering about.

Soooo once again, these wonderful characters and ALL things Percy Jackson... belong to the oh so wonderful... *drum roll* Rick Riordan

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Annabeth climbed the steps to her department as slow as physically possible. She really didn't want to face her mother or the devil spawns anytime in the near future, but seeing as she was already half way up the steps, greeting them was becoming inevitable. She tried to prolong it as much as she possibly could and saw her opportunity when her elderly neighbor, Ms. Singer, asked for help with her groceries. Ms. S was a feisty little thing, so she figured a conversation with her would be quite interesting. She soon figured out that there were only so many topics a 95 year old would cooperate with.

World Peace? No, apparently the world is already too corrupted by our generation to change that.

Global Warming? Absolutely not, she thinks it's just a bunch of "freaky scientist shit".

And when Annabeth brought up the growing topic of selfies, she was promptly kicked out with not many options but to go home.

Stopping in front of the apartment door, Annabeth sighed deeply as she stared at the peeling grey paint on the wall as if it could help her somehow. But after several minutes she soon realized that she probably looked like a crazy person and had most likely been out there longer than what's considered normal. She unlocked the door and peeked around the crack to scan the apartment with scrupulous eyes. No sign of life, good. Before anyone could jump out of nowhere she took off towards the stairs and to her room. Annabeth instinctively locked the door behind her as she shook off the sweatshirt and threw it on the growing pile of clothes accumulating in front of her door. She walked over to her mirror and winced at her reflection. Her hair was all over the place and going in every direction seeing as it had dried in that state of distress. While Thalia tried to pry her off of a stunned Percy -after she had gotten in some good hits of course-, she had had to tug on her locks to get her to back off and walk away. Not before she turned and flipped him double birds. While they were walking home Thalia offered to come and keep Annabeth company ,but she told her no. Thalia had better things to do than being in the presence of her overbearing mother anymore than she had to.

She gave up on her hair deciding it would be better to just deal with it later. Annabeth walked over to her bed, climbed to the top bunk and threw herself down on the loud mattress. She looked up at the posters she had placed on the ceiling years before. Long ago she would climb up here to hide from her mom and dad and just get away from life for a little when her adolescent brain just couldn't take much anymore. She hadn't been up here in a while, she noticed as she fingered the light blanket of dust covering the old sheets. She had a feeling she would need to escape to her thinking place after today. Not that it had been that bad it was quite exciting actually and it was definitely not what the usual for her. But... she wasn't looking forward to hearing what her mother would have to say about it. The school was always on top of things when it came to busting students for their insubordination. They probably had her mom on speed dial.

She had just closed her eyes when she heard the front door slam and the sounds of small feet stomping all about. Above all the noise she could hear the sharp rapping of heels moving with a purpose. That was the thing about her mother, she always did things with a purpose or she didn't do it at all. She was a very no nonsense type of woman. The sound of heels were getting closer and seeing as Annabeth was entirely too tense to fake sleep, she figured she might as well find her mom before she found Annabeth therefore preventing any unnecessary irritation. She started to slowly climb down the small ladder when she knob of her door jiggled loudly. She cursed under her breath as she jumped to the ground and threw the door open before it could fly off the hinges from the unceasing tugging. She looked up at the woman before her and studied her face. Her curly blonde locks bordering on wild framed her face perfectly, her high cheekbones were slightly flushed, her plump bottom lip slightly smashed by the smaller top one. Last she gazed into her bright eyes the color of nickel and narrow to the max. Her mother was pretty, beautiful, maybe even gorgeous, but no one could know that from her constant state of anger and frustration that seemed to taint all of her attributes. She hadn't seen her mother truly smile in such a long time that she stopped trying to conjure up what it would look like and tried to block out her face altogether, well as much as she could. It was kind of hard to do that seeing as Annabeth saw her mother every time she looked into the mirror.

They weren't exactly twins, but only because of the age difference, Annabeth got nothing from her father. Genes whys that is.

"Annabeth!" She flinched at her mother's tone as she snapped her out of her thoughts. "Have you been listening to a word I've said? I told you to stop locking your door for this reason exactly. I stood here for ages trying to get your attention," she huffed with narrowed eyes. Annabeth rolled her own, "You were waiting for 5 seconds tops." She said as she crossed her arms and walked back to her her bed. "What were you doing in here?" Her mom said ignoring Annabeth's last words as she walked into her room and looked around like she would rather be any place other than there. "Staring at the ceiling," she said with a sarcastic note in her voice. The older woman sighed already exasperated, "Sure you were. I don't care if you had someone in this room Annabeth just be responsible. Come down stairs i brought take out." Her heels clicked as she walked out of the room and down the stairs. Not even a 'how was your day' or a 'how are you'. That was just how it is in the Chase household.

Annabeth stayed in the bed for a few more minutes in defiance, but soon got up muttering curses under her breath. Her mother did this all the time. Treated her as if she was whoring around all the time as she probably did in her younger days. It wasn't like she didn't know about Jason. They had been dating for some time now and he had been around her mother for even longer. It was just the fact that Athena had a tendency to discard things that she didn't like, unfortunately Jason was one of those things. Thalia was too, but at least that was mutual.

Snapping back into reality Annabeth realized someone had been talking to her. That had been happening a lot today, her dozing off into God knows where.

It was one of the devils, Mathew. He was tugging on her dress. "...blue. Did you know throw up could be blue? Bobby said he didn't eat anything blue, but i don't believe him. How else does..." Annabeth's eyes grew big, "Your brother threw up? Where is he?" Bobby popped up behind Mathew their grins identical. "I'm here. Throwing up at school is awesome you get to go to skip class and go home early!"

"And since mom was there she picked me up early too!" His twin added. "That's cool. Did you guys pick..." She asked before their attention spans wore out, but it was too late and they were already running to their rooms. Her mom spoke up agitated, "I had to leave work early for that and he wont even tell me what he ate. I swear military school is around the corner." Annabeth stared. She couldn't tell if she was serious or not and she didn't want to find out. "They're 6 mom. And you're already talking about military school. I wonder how i made it this far then." Athena looked back down at the stack of papers on the kitchen counter and mumbled so quietly that Annabeh could barely hear, "It's not too late."

Annabeth rolled her eyes and called the boys back down while making them a plate and then herself one.

They ate in complete silence except for the sounds of silverware scraping plates. Their dinners could be so boring sometimes she wished Thalia or Jason could be there. Thalia offered to go home with her, but she told her no. Thalia had enough stuff going on that she didn't need to add Annabeth's overbearing mother to the list. Jason was probable available as soon as she said the words, but she didn't like how her mother treated him or how she made him feel like an outsider. After dinner she said good night to thing 1 & 2, nodded to her mother and went upstairs. She still had about an hour or two left before she needed to start her homework so she decided to text Thalia.

You up?

nope

Wyd

date nite

With Nico?

no. with voldemort

Really Thals? I didn't know you

went for that type of thing... Sounds kinky.

bite me

Oh trust me. I bet Nico will.

why have i not shanked you yet?

Okay okay. Tell Nico i said 'hi' and have fun. (:

peace :

Annabeth sighed into her pillow and decided to call Jason.

He picked up after 5 rings breathless, "Hey Anna, what's up?"

She sighed and flipped over on her back. "Nothing i just wanted to hear your voice. I didn't get to see you a lot after that whole smoke fiasco."

He laughed, "Yeah I'm sorry I couldn't find you. Thalia told how long you waited and i feel really bad."

"Don't. It's not your fault and plus, i got to take a long nap."

Jason growled, "Yeah i heard about that and what happened afterwards. Seriously Annabeth! You jumped on Percy Jackson? Do you know how stupid that was you could've gotten hurt!" He said, angry now.

Well Annabeth felt herself getting angry too,

"Don't get mad at me! I defended myself and blondes around the world and I'm proud. And he wasn't going to hurt me Thalia pulled me down before he even realized what happened."

"He could tell people what happened Anna. They're security cameras everywhere in that place so you couldn't deny it. You could get suspended."

She rolled her eyes, He wouldn't tell on me."

"How do you know?" Jason challenged? "You just met him today and I'm not even sure 'met' is the right word considering the only words you guys spoke led to you jumping him!" He said his voice getting louder and louder.

"He wouldn't tell. I just know." She said calmly

Jason huffed, "Whatever. What did he say to make you so mad anyway?"

She chewed her top lip and thought about whether she should tell him. "That bad huh?" He interrupted. Apparently she was silent for a while.

"You might not think so, but i found it offensive."

"If you thought it was offensive then I think it will be offensive. We're pretty much the same person Anna you should know this by now," she heard his smile over the phone.

"He just made some suggestive comments about blondes and their inability to keep their mouths closed..." She trailed off hoping he would catch on. He didn't.

"That's it?" He asked trying not to sound insensitive.

She sighed loudly, "It wasn't just the talking aspect of it, Jason."

She almost giggled as she heard his quiet 'oh' over the other line.

He cleared his throat awkwardly, "Okay. You were within reason."

She laughed, "And if I wasn't would you have actually told me?"

"No. I value my life, thanks."

She laughed harder, "You're making me sound like Thals!"

"You guys are practically joined at the hip anyway."

Annabeth sighed once more and enjoyed the more positive tone the conversation had taken. But he just had to ruin it.

"Listen baby," he cleared his throat and she heard him scratch his temple. A sign of him being uncomfortable. "Can you stay away from Jackson please. I know you have classes with him, but outside of that..." He trailed off not knowing what to say.

Annabeth smiled as she heard the care in his voice, "Okay. I'll stay away from the bug bad boy," she joked.

Jason sighed, "Good. Okay i have to go. Goodnight.

"Nighties," she whispered

"Oh and Annabeth? I love you. So much, don't forget that."

Annabeth smile almost hurt it was so big. "I love you too. I won't forget."

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