Hello people! I am soooo sorry i didn't update sooner. School had started and I have been very busy with school work and settling in. I spend like around ten hours a day in school and when I get back home I still have heaps of homework to complete. Thank you to all those who have read my story (I found out a few people from my country actually read my fanfic!) and to all those who actually took the time and effort to review! I would like to dedicate this chappie to you guys! This chapter is on Annabeth's POV. Aren't you curious to find out what's her side of the story? So enjoy!

Annabeth's POV

Two months, one week and five days. That was how long it had been since I last seen Percy, and it had been really painful. To everyone else, it may actually seem very short, but to me, it was only the opposite. The days dragged on dully, and the guilt was slowly becoming unbearable. It was almost suffocating. His face from that day still haunted me, hurt was evident on his face, and he had tears in his eyes. "I would make sure you will never ever see me again!" His words constantly rang in my mind. Did he really mean it? I wasn't sure, but I knew two things for sure-I hoped he didn't mean it, and I missed him...a lot…

I really regret it now, I shouldn't have said those words, but it is too late now…

You may think that it is not that bad since Percy is just my best friend and I still have my boyfriend by my side-you are wrong. Well, it is because I didn't have a boyfriend anymore. That jerk. Now when I think about it, it not only makes my blood boil, but it also makes me even more regretful. I should have dumped him that day. I should not have believed his lies. I should not have trusted him. I should have believed Percy instead. And I was supposed to be one of the smarter girls. But deep down below, I cannot deny that I haven't thought that he might betray me. I just simply chose to chuck all of my rational thinking aside and be completely smitten with him. I had just worn my heart out on my sleeves. And it was all because of my pride.

You see, in school, it was every girl's dream to date Luke. It was an honour, something to be proud of. So when Luke came up to me and asked me to be his girlfriend, I didn't really think too much about it and said yes. Being acquainted with him is the direct road to popularity. I wanted to be popular so badly, I was sick of all the incessant bullying. I wanted to join his clique and turn the tables around. And so I did. And it was the worst thing I had ever done.

Luke was very nice to me, he was dashing, cute, kind, gentlemanly and just simply great. We hung out all day together, and of course I spent lesser time with Percy. I felt guilty about it at first and tried to bring him into the group, but Luke wasn't exactly a fan of him. He told me that Percy had a crush on me. And that made things kind of awkward, so I avoided him. Moreover, Luke said that he didn't like me hanging out with Percy and it made him feel uncomfortable. I guess it was jealousy. And I thought it was sweet since guys would only get jealous when they really like the girl right? How stupid and naïve of me.

And so I stopped hanging out with him, I even avoided him. I knew it hurt him but I only thought of myself. After being in the clique for a month, I learnt something. To keep your 'popular' status, you must not be seen with a 'not popular' guy. I was so silly then. I feel like slapping myself now when I think about it.

Back to the present, I can't bear to think any further. Too late. Horrible memories began to flood my mind. Luke kissing another girl, the argument, the screaming, the crying, the hurt, the betrayal…

Stop it. Stop it, Annabeth. You don't want to break down in the middle of English class. I took a deep breath, trying to pay attention to what the teacher is saying. But all I could think about was one question: where had Percy gone? And right there and then, I made a decision- I was going to see Mrs Blofis, Percy's mom.

I felt numb, I couldn't think of anything else. I gazed outside the window of the Blofis Residence, trying to absorb everything that I just heard. One tear streamed down my cheek, then another, and another, and then it became a full-out sobbing as the piece of news finally sunk in. He had left. He had really left. My best friend was gone.

Mrs Blofis handed me a piece of tissue to dry my tears, but I can't move. Grief, regret and guilt covered me like a thick, choking blanket, and I couldn't breathe properly. She put one of her arms around me while clasping my hand to comfort me.

My fists were clenched so tightly on my lap that I could feel my nails digging into my skin. I hastily stood up, thanked Mrs Blofis and fled out of the house. I ran out on the streets, heading in the general direction of my house. Tears streamed uncontrollably down my cheeks. The floodgates had opened and couldn't be closed back.

I am sorry if I made any mistakes because I typed this chapter out late at night. I will try to update sooner but please understand that I am really really busy. But don't worry, I will finish this story to the end. I will not discontinue the story no matter what! And to all the Percabeth fans out there(I am one too!), you will just have to wait a little longer...but don't worry too, this is a Percabeth fanfic. They will be together but not that soon. Sorry! And last but not least, PLEASE REVIEW! Thanks...

-Girl Who Believes