Title: Box of Crayons

Summary: Because of a box of crayons, Percy and Annabeth are best friends for life. They share their food, their secrets, even each other's first kiss. All of a sudden, Percy's move causes their fairy tale friendship to splinter and rain clouds to appear. But when the green-eyed boy comes back, will everything remain back to the way it was?

Pairings: Percabeth, obviously. Little, well some hints of Tratie, Thalico and Jasper.

Warning: Swearing, dark themes at some parts; rarely. May be Out of Character, but when the story is AU (AH), it's bound to happen, though I try to keep them in character. For the sake of the book, the Stolls are twins in this, alright?

Disclaimer: I do not own Percy Jackson or songs mentioned. Thought it's pretty obvious.

Point of View (POV:) Annabeth's

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Author's Note: Hello! So this chapter, it was suppose to be when they were Eight but I realized I already wrote it and I was super excited to write this one so I made it Age Nine. Anyway, I hope you like it. I am so, so, so sorry for the two week span update. In reality, I was going to update last week, but I was too scared to go to the basement where my computer was since I was home alone. Ah, I'm a wimp at times, sorry about that.

Oh my gosh, WOW, 144 reviews. That is fucking insane. Honestly, I can thank all of you endlessly. You are all amazing people, don't forget that. Thank you to my bete BlueBerrySourStraps.

So, Guess the song in the quotations and you'll get a sneak peak. I don't know if any of you will get this but here's a clue, It's by my favourite band. Listen to it. Check the internet for all I care, I would do it if I were you haha.

"I don't care if you don't mind. I'll be there not far behind. I will dare keep in mind. I'll be there for you."

Chapter Five: Twirling Ballerinas?

"Ugh. A sandwich, filled with vegetables, barely any meat." Thalia groaned, sitting down beside me.

I chuckled and rolled my eyes. "Vegetables are good for you." I noted, as I nudged her teasingly.

She pursed her lips and nonetheless, picked out the vegetables and set it aside on a napkin. I stifled a laugh, watching one of my best friend in amusement.

"Hey," Percy greeted, trailed behind my cousins and Nico, sitting down beside me. I smiled at him and nodded my head towards the other friends.

"What do you have for snacks?" Percy asked, trying to peek a look inside my lunchbox.

"Uhm," I replied before scouring for food "I have a cookie..."

"Sold!" Percy yelled, getting many eye rolling. He tossed me his banana muffin and reached for my cookie. "Here, have it."

I happily obliged and nicked off bits of the muffin and shoved it down my throat.

"Oh gosh," Nico chirped, twirled his spaghetti and placed it in his mouth "This is soooo good!"

Thalia shrugged before she grabbed Nico's fork and took a piece of his spaghetti. Before Nico can protest, she already ate the spaghetti. "Not bad, this is really good!" She exclaimed, taking Nico's container.

"Well, there goes my lunch," Nico grumbled, crossing his arms. From the corner, I see Thalia devouring the food and just smirking.

"Here, have my sandwich," She said, taking bites in between her words "Already picked out the vegetables for you."

Nico sighed and just took the half-eaten sandwich, obviously having no choice.

I chuckled, grinning. "I heard we got some new students from Miss Renner's class."

"Oh! Him, yeah," Connor snapped his fingers and nodded his head. "Yeah, he's pretty cool. He's sooo good at drawing!"

Travis nodded his head," Yeah, I mean his stick people have feet! That's royalty. He's like the Junior Picasso,"

I rolled my eyes, "I'm surprise you know who Picasso is."

It was just like my cousins to ignore me and just play with their food. Travis is like some animal who never seen food. In an instant he can devour it in minutes.

"Oh look," Travis spoke in between his swallows, "there's Nicholas!"

I switched my head to see a human copy of Percy, in some ways. In this case, his hair is slightly ruffled yet curly, coming to look sandy blonde, though leaning towards brunnete more. His eyes were greyish green but was disguised to look brown from a distant.

"Hey!" Travis whistled, calling for the boy to join us. Travis then indicated him to walk over and he looked at my cousin wearily. I laughed, knowing this happens often. He gingerly walked over, a tight smile on his face.

"Meet Nicholas!" Connor chirped, scooting a place for him.

I gave him a smile.

"Hey, Nicho-Nich-. Urg." Thalia groaned, glaring at her food "Why's your name so hard? Hey Nicky."

Nicholas' face heated red from embarrassment as he shuffled his feet. From the corners of my eyes, I saw Thalia smirking and letting out a small chuckle.

"Where d'you move from?" I asked curiously, throwing more bits of my muffin into my mouth.

Nick turned his body to look at me "From Pennsylvania,"

"Oh, pa, right?" Percy nodded his head, all seriousness gathered on his face.

Thalia slapped his arm and looked at him, while he returned it with a dumbfounded expression. "You idiot, it's PA not pa." She rolled her eyes, sighing.

Nick looked at the two of them quizzically, and I just told him to wave it off.

"Anyway," I changed the subject dramatically, shooting both Thalia and Percy a look. "How're you liking school so far?"

Nick shrugged, "Well, who likes school in the first place?"

I pouted and crossed my eyes, glaring at him. Percy chuckled, ringing his arm around me teasingly. "Miss Smarty-pants does, and from my calculations, she's offended by your comment."

I brushed off his arm away and glared at him, daring him to speak. "Shut up," I whispered, hissing at him.

"Take a chill pill, Chase," Nico commented, tossing a chip in his mouth. I stifled a laugh at what he said, but rolled my eyes nonetheless.

"Whatever, Di Angelo," I crinkled my nose watching his feet go on the Cafeteria table.

As our friends went into deep conversations with each other, Percy and I had our own.

"The math was pretty easy. Division is super fun and incredibly easy. My mom taught me how to do BEDMAS, which is also very simple. It's almost as easy as fractions. Also,- Hey? Are you listening?" I nudged, irritated that he's not paying attention.

I followed Percy's gaze which seems to be locked at further east table. I raised my eyebrows at him, but he doesn't seem to notice. Soon enough, I noticed his eyes were focused on one of the people in the other Grade Four class.

"Who you lookin' at? HUH? Ooooh!" I switched from 3 different stages as realization dawned to me.

Percy blinked and shook his head; trying to get out of it. "What, what do you mean?" He asked, trying to pull off a façade but he was nowhere close to it with him blushing like an idiot.

I rolled my eyes and smirked. "You were staring at her!" I pointed to a girl with endless fiery red ringlets.

Percy glared and slapped my arms. "Shhh!" He hissed, his face heating up "She'll hear you!"

I chuckled, my eyes still settled on the girl. Surprisingly, the girl was wearing overalls, and her blue eyes matched well with it. Her feet were complemented with flats as many bracelets were ringed on her arm. Her curly red hair were looped in pigtails.

"Fine...I may, possibly, slightly, uhm, like Payton..." He whispered, muttering sheepishly. Percy played with his fingers, obviously embarrassed. "Don't tell anyone!"

I raised my arms in surrender and drew my pinkie. "I pinkie swear," I solemnly swore before wrapping my pinkie with Percy's.

Percy smiled. "Now, go talk to her!" I ordered, crossing my arms.

Percy looked at me like I'm crazy "Why would I talk to her?! It's not like I'll marry her..."

"Fine, whatever you say..." I rolled my eyes, and twisted my body back to the rest of our friends.

Percy sighed and by the look of his face, he's contemplating over something unknown. "Fiiiiiiiiine," He rolled his eyes, crossing his arms "I'll talk to her."

I smirked, and the moment his back faced us, I whispered to my friends "Percy's talking to a girl,"

Everyone bursted out laughing.

"WOOOO! PERCY, YOU GO GET HER!" Travis and Connor yelled, grinning lopsided grins. I laughed along with everyone else.

Percy glared at us, more particular, me, and just blushed. Percy sauntered to the table and sat down beside Payton and her friends.

I shook my head, smirking. "Sigh, our babies grow up pretty fast, eh?" I asked teasingly.

Thalia nodded, pretending to wipe a tear. "Yes, way too fast!" She then theatrically sobbed heavily into Nico's shirt who just pushed her off.

Nicholas laughed, grinning and feeling comfortable around us. I smiled at him, offering him half of my muffin. He returned the favour by grinning at me and passing me half of his brownie.

"Thank you," I chirped, placing both a brownie and a muffin piece into my mouth.

He chuckled and nodded nonetheless.

"Hey, would you like to play with us during recess?" I asked Nicholas in the middle of my bites "I have a soccer ball..."

All of a sudden, Nicholas' face brighten a million lights and smiled gleefully. "Of course!" He cheered, grinning " It's my favourite sport, EVER...next to skateboarding if it's considered a sport."

I smiled at him "Great,"

From the corners of my eyes, I saw Percy coming closer. I smirked and nudged Thalia.

"How'd it go?" Thalia sneered, grinning.

Percy creased his nose and frowned, a slight blush painted on his cheeks "Payton said she wants to crush me...?"

I cracked a smile while Thalia chuckled. "You're an idiot Perce, are you sure she said 'She's crushing on you' instead?"

Percy's knitted eyebrows loosen and you his mouth merged to a cup shape. "Oh, never mind, that's what she said,"

Connor rolled his eyes and sighed "She likes you!"

Percy tilted his head, confused. I can tell by his eyes he has no idea what to make out of this. He frowned and his face flushed deeply, travelling to his neck. "Oh," He said quizzically.

"Bye. Percy!" I cooed, ringing an arm around his neck as we departed. "You're coming over later right?"

Percy nodded, smiling. "Yep," He answered, popping his words "Tell Athena to make extra pizza, please."

I rolled my eyes and nodded, nonetheless.

I spotted two identical looking people walking side by side. A little boy, slightly taller than them are chatting away with the clones.

"See ya Nics, Stolls," I called out to my cousins and Nico.

I then ran towards the spiky haired girl. I whistled for Thalia, who turned around, her bright blue eyes meeting mines.

She stayed put in her place while I ran towards her. "Hey," I panted, slightly tired from the run. "You ready for class?"

Thalia glared at the ground, wrinkling her nose. "Don't remind me," she spatted venomously, removing her ponytail and letting her wavy hair lash everywhere.

I stiffled a laugh and nodded. "I know," I exclaimed, crossing my arms. I walked towards the parking lot, waiting for Thalia's mom. "I can't believe our dads thought it was a good idea to put us in ballet class!"

Thalia nodded, dropping her purple bag to the ground and dragging it half-way the parking lot. "Yeah," She agreed "I see my mom, let's go."

I groaned but followed her nevertheless. Thalia guided me to a pitch black car and swiveled open the door.

I crouched down to get to the seat behind passenger seat. I grabbed the seat belt and wrapped it around me, my feet dangling from the ground.

"Hello Annabeth," Mrs. Grace greeted me, smiling.

Thalia's mom, Nikolle Grace is her splitting image. She has midnight black hair, layering slightly below her shoulders. Her eyes were brown, contradicting from Thalia's colourful blue eyes, but she still holds the same fierceness always evident in Thalia's eyes. Her features were placed on Thalia's face and it's obvious both of them are related.

I always had three mothers, my biological one; Athena, Sally, and Nikolle. It was my mom whom I go for any troubles at school or just to hang out with. Sally is always this kind lady who always has your back. You can be Darth Vader for all I care and Sally would still bake you her world class famous cookies. Nikolle is someone I go to for a good laugh, or if I need advice on any teasing. She's a great spirit, all of these ladies are.

"Hey, Nikolle," I smiled, settling in my seat.

"Are you ladies excited for Ballet Class?" She asked teasingly, clearly knowing this question is redundant.

I rolled my eyes and frowned.

Everyone knows it was my dad and Thalia's dad's idea. Despite our mother's subtle movements of stopping the movements, the men already had the plan written on stone, literally. Apparently, they think it's adorable to see their baby girls in frilly pink tutus.

"Dad," Thalia growled, looking out the window.

Nikolle grinned, sending both plastic apologetic smiles towards us. I sent her a sarcastic look and she just smiled.

I sighed dramatically. "How long is the class?" I asked, feeling the power of those interrogation shows my parents would watch.

"1 hour and 45 minutes, I think." Nikole answered, her eyes focused forwards.

"Do you have our tutus?" Thalia asked, hoping her mom would say no.

"Sadly...yes," Both Thalia and I groaned.

"Alright girls, tutus are in the trunk. I'll pick you up the earliest time I can for the sake of both of you. I'll drop you girls off at Annie's house. Thals, your PJs are in the duffel bag." Nikolle spoke rapidly, tapping her fingers on the steering wheel.

Thalia nodded, waiting impatiently for her mother to stop giving instructions. "Alright mom," Thalia dragged, rolling her eyes.

Nikolle smiled at her. I walked to the trunk and grabbed a medium size blue duffel bag, home to both Thalia and I's toxic tutus, leaving the purple one in the car. I slammed the trunk door shut and walked towards Nikolle's mirror.

"Love you girls, try not hurt yourself too much!" she winked at us, smirking. I laughed and waved good-bye.

Thalia and I walked towards the entrance of Miss Peregrine's school of Ballet. The words were carved in a slick and fancy wording, pink sparkles coating the frame. Two pairs of ballet flats dangled from the door and tutus were on the cream coloured pillars.

"Get ready," I muttered towards Thalia as we both pushed open the door simultaneously.

I read the signs that instructed the new members to Room C. I weaved both Thalia and I around the place until the door read Room C.

A red french door had a "C" limping below and I nudged Thalia. Thalia moaned and entered the room.

Girls ranging from 4-14 were stretching on the platform, warming up. Guys were practicing their leaps with some of the girls. The walls were painted light pink and purple, with numerous paintings of several infamous Ballet performers. The lighting went severely fancy, to diamond chandelier. I didn't know how my parent's could afford this, apparently Thalia's dad, Caleb 'Zeus' Grace, has connections.

"Hello ladies!" A voice overly bubbly spoke causing me to startle a slight. I twitched my head back to see a lady dressed in a long gown. She had the whole Grandma trying to look hip vibe.

We've been going to ballet lessons for a month, but at a different studio. Our dad's want us to get back on the lessons and signed us up here.

"I suspect you are Thalia Grace...?" The lady asked me and my eyes bulged. I stifled a laughed and cracked a smile.

"Oh yeah," I muttered to the side, but shook my head. "No, actually, I'm Annabeth Chase. She's Thalia Grace." I pointed towards Thalia who just nodded.

The lady nodded and gave us apologetic smiles. "Sorry about that, I'm Miss Peregrine but please, just call me Miss P." Thalia chuckled softly but covered it off with a subtle cough.

"The dressing rooms are at the back. Class will begin shortly, so hurry and put on your tutus and get ready!" Miss P, which awfully sounds like Mississippi, ordered, grinning broadly.

I nodded and dragged both Thalia and the duffel bag. I passed her a pink tutu and put my white tutu to the side. Thalia saw my quick slide and knitted her eyebrows.

"Hey, I want the white one!" She whined, crossing her arms.

"Nope," I stated simply. "Nikolle said Zeus specifically instructed you in pink."

Thalia grumbled and grabbed the slim black tee shirt in the duffel bag and walked towards the empty dressing room.

I took the pink, tight shirt and ambled towards the dressing room. I slid off my shorts which had my leggings underneath. I put on my white tutu and fluffed the edges. I slipped on my pink tank top after taking off my current shirt.

After I was finish changing, I put my clothes in the duffel bag and zipped it close half-way. I took off my sneakers and placed my ballet shoes, tying the ropes tightly. I then bundled up my curly locks into a bun.

Thalia then walked out of the room, frowning. Her vibrant pink tutu was the brightest thing, ever. Much to her pleasure, she had white ballet shoes. Thalia, surprisingly, followed the ballet instructor's instructions for clearing up her face with any loose strands, so Thalia's face was clear of hair which was locked up in a ponytail.

"You ready Thals?" I asked, putting the duffel bag in an empty locker. She nodded grimly and walked out of the fitting room.

We walked to see the girls and boys in a circle, stretching. Thalia and I then walked to an empty gap they left for us and followed their stretching.

"Alright! Now let's get along with the class. Little ballerinas to the left side, stay where you are and ballerinos, to the opposite side." Miss P. instructed, with a thick russian accent, dividing the class in half.

She then turned to us. "Ballerinas, let us begin." The ladies then aligned themselves beside the mirror and held onto the barre. Thalia and I followed, trailing behind.

"Let's practice our positions, First position," She told us before speaking again.

"Second position" I aligned my feet.

"Fourth position,"

"Fifth position" I groaned mentally, waiting for this lesson to be finished. "Good ladies. From the top!"

"First position," Miss P instructed, crossing her arms, a stern eyebrow going up.

I was behind Thalia who was stumbling with her footing pattern and I couldn't help but crack a smile. I aligned my feet and kept my hips natural, and not tense.

"Don't make your hips so stiff," Miss P instructed, helping a girl at the front.

"Plie," Our instructor ordered, walking around to see each and every one of the ballerinas plies. I executed a plie, looking forward to gain my balance.

The reflection of Miss P. looking at us approvingly bounced to my eyes from the mirror. "Grande plie,"

I bent my legs deeper, creating a bowl shape. I shook my hands, losing my balance for a second. Thalia, who was not doing it properly tripped over her own footing and landed on her derriere. I chuckled, my laughter echoing throughout the studio. I looked around, pretending it wasn't me. Thalia bounced on her feet, surprisingly very quick.

"I hate ballet," Thalia whispered, frowning.

"You're normally better than this," I pointed out, keeping my volume low "And you hate quitting,"

I saw Thalia roll her eyes towards the mirror, gripping the barre tight to show her anger.

"Fifth position," Miss P's voice boomed throughout the studio, as I startled. I executed my fifth position, errors clearly evident. Thalia performed it clean, back in her A game.

We've been going to these lessons for the past month, every day. It's pretty tiring. Our mother's made us promise to our father's that we have to stay for these lessons for 3 months. Thalia and I vowed to quit the moment after the promise has expired. 2 months to go. During these lessons, it was me who fails miserably, falling down. In our old studio, it's usually Thalia, despite her strongly opposing to these lessons, who is the better one.

"Two reveles on the count of three," Miss Peregrine raised her fingers, counting down from three. The moment all her fingers were tucked in, I performed her order.

"Plie," She added, and I sighed, almost tripping. I held it for a few more seconds and went back to fifth position.

"Very well," Miss P acknowledged, particularly towards Thalia who just seemed dazed and not concentrated.

"Alright, pirouette...let's practice that. I'll call your name, individually, and you'll execute it and walk back to the barres." We all nodded and I sighed, already knowing my future.

"Audrey," A tall 7 year old made elegant pas and performed a pirouette, stumbling on her feet during her turns.

"Brooke," A girl with a white tutu demonstrated her pirouette and went back to her barre.

"Leslie,"

"Natalie,"

"Lily," A girl with coffee brown hair executed a nearly perfect pirouette, if it wasn't the change in leg movement.

"Thalia," My best friend groaned loudly, Miss P looking at her distastefully, and continued. She executed a retire devant before her pirouette, whipping her ponytail -like a tornado-, beautifully.

I smiled, but was disgusted because it's Thalia, the great ballerina...

"Annabeth," I closed my eyes and performed a rapid pirouette, not really caring, and losing my balance throughout the turn. I sighed, tripping over my feet and walked gloomily back to the barre.

Eh.

"I don't want to change." I announced loudly in the dressing room.

"Just put on your shorts instead of the tutu." Thalia suggested and I followed her suggestion. I slipped off the tutu and put my shorts over my leggings, lazy to take them off. I took the white cardigan I brought with me and put it on over my pink tank top.

I put on my grey sneakers and tossed the shoes to the duffel bag. "You finished Thals?"

"Yep!" She replied, crouched down, lacing her shoelace. "Let's go,"

I slinged the duffel bag around my arm as we're walking outside. One of the ballerinos walked to us, flushed.

I knitted my eyebrows, trying to remember his name. He looked familiar, as I analyzed his auburn curly hair and brown eyes.

"Nathaniel?" I asked, raising my eyebrows.

Nathaniel was this dancer from our old studio who moved to this studio, much to our surprise. He was that creeper kid who liked everyone.

"Nathan?" Thalia snapped her fingers. Nathan was blushing, and shuffling his feet.

"Uhm, Thalia...Hi," He greeted awkwardly, looking down. "Can I...ask you something?"

"Thalia frowned, "Yeah, sure" She replied quizzically.

"I want to be more than friends..." Nathan wandered off, his face completely cherry red. I chuckled, rolling my eyes at this drama. First Percy now Thalia.

Thalia tilted her head, and pouted. Confusion masked her face. "You want to be mega friends? What?"

"No-" I interrupted Nathan who glared at me meekly.

"Thals, we have to go. Percy is coming over too," I yanked her hand, saving her from his embarrassment. Thalia nodded as we proceeded to the exit.

"What was that all about?" Thalia asked me.

"You are completely clueless," I laughed at her still lost face. "Just forget about it."

"Psst," I whispered through the tin cans I was holding onto.

Percy and I made one because our parents didn't want us to use phones. Since Percy's house is behind ours and our houses are close by, with my room facing his, it was absolutely perfect. Though it took a lot of trial and error.

"Hello, Annie," Percy said through the can, I can see his teeth grinning broadly at me. I put the hearing can down and brought up the talking one.

"Don't call me that," I hissed, frowning and glaring at my best friend. When I took the hearing can to my ear, all I can hear were explosions of laughter.

I see Thalia lying on her belly on my bed and flicking through the channels.

"When is Percy coming over?" Thalia asked, settling on My Little Pony: Friendship is magic.

"Let me ask him," I replied before turning back to the tin cans.

"I'll stop the moment you stop being annoying," Percy retorted, folding his arms. I rolled my eyes.

"Fine then stop. I'm not annoying." I protected myself. I put the hearing can in my ear, waiting for his response.

"Whatever," Was his best comeback. I grinned, knowing I got him there.

Thalia then shot me a look and I sighed, following her order. "When are you coming over?" I asked through the talking can and then listening through the hearing one. I fixed the wires to make sure the connection is clear.

"Uhm now, let me just get my stuff and tell my mom. Bye!" He waved at me, putting his cans on the window ledge. I followed his example and turned around.

"Go Rainbow Dash!" Thalia cheered, jumping on the bed.

I rolled my eyes and folded my arms. "Please, we all know Twilight Sparkle is the best pony."

"Oh yeah?" Thalia pursed her lips, waiting for a challenge. I nodded my head, my lips quivered.

"Mhm," I added "She's like the Hermione Granger, knows all the spells."

"WELL, Rainbow Dash is faster and awesomer!" Thalia retorted.

"Suuuuure, that's all she can do."

"Nu-uh," Thalia shook her head. "There's the Sonic Rainbow! That's pretty cool. And she has an awesome cutie mark!"

"Whatever," I officially declare the feud over. It's obvious Twilight Sparkle is the best.

"We're sleeping in the living room. I call the couch!" I stood up, declaring my dibs.

"The chair with the cool leg rester!"Thalia yelled, raising her hand.

I laughed and Thalia joined it "Percy gets the sleeping bag,"

I closed the TV and walked to the living room. My parents were in the basement, watching their own movies since their room was in the basement. I turned on the second TV in the living room, flick the channel to Treehouse and continued the episode.

The door automatically opened and I knew it was Percy since he was one of the few who knew where the spare key was.

Percy automatically groaned when he saw what we were watching. "Can we please watch something else?" He asked, sitting down beside me.

"No," I answered him flatly "And you're taking the sleeping bag, again."

Percy moaned and frowned. He said no word and leaned back. "Let's watch something else. I don't want to hear your feud over the best pony again."

"Fine-" Thalia was interrupted by Percy who was not finish.

"Since we all know Fluttershy is the best pony, EVER." Percy declared, ready to oppose whoever contradicts to his statement, which would be us.

Thalia rolled her eyes and walked to the DVD storage. She pulled out a scary movie and grinned.

"The Ring," She read out loud, grinning at every word she spoke. "Let's watch it"

"Percy and I shook our head frantically. "Aw, c'mon. Your parents won't mind and they're at the basement!" Thalia begged; pleading.

I sighed and grabbed a pillow. "Fine, but you're taking the blame if we get in trouble."

"She watched the tape! SHE WATCHED THE TAPE! SHE'S GOING TO DIE!" Percy screamed, throwing popcorn at the TV.

I whimpered through the pillows.

"Oh my gosh, we watched the tape. We're going to die in seven days..." Thalia noted, her eyes widening in fear.

I rolled my eyes and pursed my lips. I chuckled and watched the full video of the tape, throwing the pillow to the side. "Relax, it's not real. It's not like we'll get the phone call-"

All odds weren't in our favour and the phone rang. The three of us screamed in fear, Percy puckered up in the corner. I held onto Percy's arm, and leaned against Thalia.

"Pick up the phone!" Thalia screamed frantically."

"Are you crazy?! That's our death note!" Percy yelled back "I knew we shouldn't have watched this, we shouldn't have. This was a bad idea. I'm too young..." Percy was pacing, shaking as well.

Loud footsteps were echoing throughout the room. My fear rose realizing the time was 12 and everyone was probably fast asleep. The footsteps gradually grew louder and the shadow revealed a looming figure caused by the light of the lamp. I closed my eyes shut but let a peak open so I can see through the slit.

All of a sudden, the figure revealed itself to be a tall man with blonde hair, carrying a phone and wearing a smirk.

My dad.

"Go to sleep," He chastised us "You shouldn't be up late watching a scary movie!"

The fear soon escaped out of me, as did for everyone.

Percy and I cracked a grin and looked at each other.

"It was Thalia's idea." We accused simultaneously at the guilty blue eyed girl.

Sigh. The whole innocent crush thing...fourth grade.

Anyone catch my book references?

We've all been through the scary movie thing...some more than others *scratches neck awkwardly* The Ring would always be the one movie I'm scared of.

Read Prove It, another story of mine, please, would mean a lot.

R&R Best pony...?