Chapter 11:

Annabeth's POV

After Percy and I's slightly disagreement, in which Percy had been a complete dickhead per his usual, he had apologized, I had had nodded and just like that we were fine, well sort of. I mean things were awkward and distant between us instead fiery and passionate, our bickering stopped, he stopped calling me teach and I stopped, or tried to stop, rolling my eyes. I had to admit I missed it. I missed our back and forth, his nicknames and my smart-ass retorts; but I would never tell him that. This was his fault; if he hadn't slept with that cunt everything would be the way it was supposed to. I didn't know why I cared so much I mean she got what she deserved, what kind of girl would sleep with that, well Rachel… well she's different. Its not like I'm jealous or something.

"Hey smart-ass!" I rolled over on to my stomach to face the intruder.

I grinned "hey Thals!"

"Whussup bitch?" she said coming into my room, closing the door behind her.

I sighed, "nothing, I'm fine, I guess… what about you?" I asked.

"You're not fine, you're still moping about my seaweed brain of a cousin," she crossed her arms and gave me a 'gotcha' look.

"No! I'm not," I blushed. "And sea-weed brain?"

"Yes you are you have a crush on him like everyone else in this damn city!" she huffed and plopped herself down in Piper's beanbag chair.

I blushed ever harder, "No! I don't like him; I hate him. He is oblivious, annoying and a man-whore!"

"True, but you still like him," she said taking out a bag of lay potatoes chips from her black and purple messenger bag and munched on one loudly.

"No. I. Don't!" I almost yelled.

She shrugged, "Okay, okay keep your pants on, jeez."

I took a breath and sigh, "so seaweed brain?" I asked.

"Oh yes, right. Well our fathers" she made a face at the word as if it might make her up chuck, "made us go on a family trip at the beach when I was like 15. The trip was hell but there was this one day Nico, Percy and I went to the beach alone and it was super fun we just hung out, ate fluff sandwiches and swam, well Percy swam. He wouldn't get out of the ocean; seriously he was in there for like 6 hours. I can't believe he didn't get like hypothermia or something. He loves to swim especially in the ocean, so me and Nico started making up nicknames for him and I started calling him sea-weed brain."

I smiled, "Well it's a good name I might have to steal it from you."

"Knock yourself out. Hey, do you have any food?" she asked.

I rolled my eyes, "Do you ever stop eating?" I laughed and got up, taking out my stash of study chocolate and tossed it to her. I started always keeping chocolate around for times of stress and usually that was mostly cramming. When I am super stressed I forget to eat and therefore go for like days without eating, especially final season so I keep chocolate around to nibble on and thus get enough calories to function.

"Nope," she sang and munching away on my chocolate bar, it was like she had the munchies all the time, except she didn't do drugs.

Percy's POV

"I'm an idiot, such an idiot!" I moaned, flopping on the couch.

"You just noticed?" Frank asked, with out looking up from his computer screen.

"You're not helping!" I groaned, sitting up straighter and giving him the finger.

He glanced up long enough to catch it, but he just grinned and held up his finger but in a much more polite 'wait one minute' gesture and looked back down at his precious screen.

He typed for what seemed like 4 hours and then finally he sighed and closed his laptop. He raised his eyebrows and held his hands in his lap like a therapist, "Well, why are you an idiot, this time?"

"I just said some stuff to Annabeth that wasn't very nice and now everything is horrible. I mean we're being polite and everything, its simply horrific!" I moaned dramatically.

"Polite? Oh the horror! It's a travesty! The world is gonna end? Apocalypse 2012 is coming true! Percy and Annabeth are being polite to one other, I am devastated," Frank mimicked, rolling his eyes. "Calm down lover boy and just apologize, for Pete's sake!"

"Wait, wait, who said anything about love? And besides I already did and she forgave me, but its clear that she is still mad, not that I blame her. Well she did call me an idiot so I guess she should apologize as well." But I knew I had gone the most hurting and I also know that she just called me that because I said nobody loved her, that was really low, I know but I didn't think she'd take it as hard as she did. I wonder why she took it that hard, I mean she must know people love her, just look at her roommates and Thalia, they clearly love her. Despite all my explanations and excuses the guilt wasn't going away and I really needed to do something about it. I really missed her, the real her, not this polite and distant girl who never seemed to smile or have any readable emotions around me.

"Well all I am saying is that you seemed to care an awful lot about this girl," Frank said, musingly and opening up his laptop again.

"What? No! Do you know me at all? I do not fall for girls, ever. That's final." I paused letting my message sink in, but Frank just smirked without saying anything so I went on, "and besides its not like she would ever like me. She's like me, she doesn't want to do that whole boyfriend, girlfriend thing, its stupid anyway," I said, feeling as though I was convincing myself, but of course I wasn't. I do not fall in love period, the end. Who needs a girlfriend anyway? "I have lots of girls, why want to give up all those girls for just one? Even if it is a girl like that…" my mind swirled with images of Annabeth, I tried to push them away, think of other girls, hotter girls…but I couldn't think of anyone as beautiful, feisty, and genius as Annabeth.

"Well let me tell you from experience, man. Giving up slutty, drunk girls for love is totally worst it, and its definitely not stupid," Frank said.

Annoyingly enough my brain started to agree with him but I stopped myself, slutty drunk girls are on my top 5 favorite things, well if I had a list. "Listen Hazel's great and everything but I do not and will never fall in love, especially not with a girl who doesn't want me and Annabeth doesn't want me."

"If that how you feel, but if I were you I would give love a chance," Frank said, sounding rather like a parent.

"Well you aren't me," I muttered.

I wasn't so sure about this whole love thing but I did know that I wanted my friend back.

Hey anyone have any great percabeth or tratie stories they want to recommend? That would be fantastic! I would love to read your stories as well.

Hope you are all well,

-pm