AN: Hola chicos! Estoy muy contenta! (I am very happy.) You wanna know why? This chica has officially made it through the first semester of her Freshman year! 1 down, 7 more to go. (: I am officially done with finals for this semester! (: Happy Days, my dear friends! (:

Soonersgirl86: Haha that's great(: Thanks for the review!

soccerfan48: Thank you! (: And to your second review, isn't it so sad! ):

ALPHA-33: POWER TO THE MINNESOTANS! Hockey is awesome! I was going to play Hockey, but I went with Figure Skating instead. Which I quit last year. Figure Skating is like five times as much money as Hockey! My brothers both play Hockey, though. They have it 24/7! Other than July, that's the only month off that AAA gives them.

BookReader10: Haha thank you! (:

Willatree's me forever: Thank you! (:

No named reviewer: Hope your game went good! Thank you! (: I might do that in a later chapter, but right now I just have it more pictured in Annabeth's point of view. (:

Riley Coyote: Same here! I would love to play Hockey, but it's too late for me :/ I guess I'll just have to stick with dance!

Mary Kenson: Thank you! (: I find it ironic myself too. (:

Pokemonchen: Thank you! (: I agree with your miracle statement! (:

Percy Jackson Addict: Love the name! (: And thank you! (:

Angel: Thanks for the review! (: Here's your update!

NiniC: Haha thanks! (: I hope it's a good thing, otherwise I'd be temporarily sad . . .

ArtemisKey: True that! I'm excited about this, too. Since it's based off Jack Jablonski, it makes me happy because it means Jabs can move his arm too!

Master of Midnight: Muchos gracias! (: (Thanks much . . . Felt like saying that in Spanish . . . )

Disclaimer: I do not own Percy Jackson at all. I only own the laptop I am writing on, and not even that's mine. My daddy bought it for my birthday last year. (:

APOV

"Percy!" I screamed, which lead to him snapping his eyes open, Paul out of his chair, and Sally quick whipped out a can of Mace. Where she got that, I have no idea.

"What's wrong, Annabeth?" Percy asked, worriedly.

"Look!" I said, pointing to his arm.

If only I had a camera to take his picture.

His face was in complete shock. His face didn't move for about a minute, neither did Sally, Paul or I.

"Percy, can you try lifting your arm up?" I asked him. Right now it was only his fingers twitching a little.

Slowly, Percy tried lifting his arm up. He got about an inch above the bed before he slammed his hand back down, claiming it hurt too much. Dr. Ezra came in during this time, having heard me scream.

"We might have to have a Physical Therapist come in and help you. Can you try moving your left arm?" Dr. Ezra asked him.

Percy said that he had already tried, but he had no such luck.

"I see. Maybe in the near future your other arm will come back. Right now, I will have Dr. Toby (AN: PLL, again! Love that show and Lying Game!) come in. He's a Physical Therapist and will help you get your right arm back. That will be one of our main focuses, along with healing your back," Dr. Ezra said.

"Thank you, Doc," Percy said.

"I will leave you guys amongst yourselves, then," Dr. Ezra said, walking out.

Sally turned to me, "Annabeth, you're already late for school as it is. You need to get going. Paul, will you take her with you and sign her out a pass?"

"Sure, come on, Annabeth. Second hour will already be starting by the time we get there," Paul said. Paul not only was Percy's step-dad, but he was also Goode's English teacher.

"Okay. Bye, Percy. I'll be back around 2:30," I said, kissing his forehead.

"Bye, Annabeth. Have fun in school!" he said. I glared at him while I was walking out.

Paul and I got there around 8:33, which meant second hour had just started.

Paul signed me a pass, and I made my way towards my AP Chem class.

When I got in the room, immediately everyone stopped what they were doing and turned to stare at me.

"Um, hi, Mr. Meyer. Sorry I'm late, here's my pass," I said, handing my pass to my teacher, then I walked over to my seat.

Right once I sat down, everyone around me started bombarding me with questions.

"How is he?" Char asked.

"Is he really never going to be able to walk again?" Sutton asked.

"Is it true that he can move his right arm?" asked Mads. (AN: . . . Lying Game . . . Don't judge . . . )

That question stopped my train of thought.

"When did you here that? It had only happened this morning," I told her.

"Well, I was texting Bethy who was texting Anna who was texting Brionna who was texting Kenna who talked to Ashley who was texting Jayda who talked to Caitlin who was with Erin when they overheard Mr. Blofis telling Mr. Kealy about how he moved his right arm about an inch, and that he couldn't move his left arm," Mads said simply, then she turned back to her phone that was hiding under her desk.

I stared at her blankly.

She looked back up at me, and said innocently, "What?"

"You got all that in five minutes?" I asked her.

"Mhmm," she nodded, then resumed texting.

"I will never understand this school's gossip," I muttered to myself.

"Did you say something?" Char asked me.

"No," I replied, then went back to my notebook.

The rest of the day went about the same, minus the weird gossip.

The only highlight of my day was having a bagel party in AP Calc. Talk about deliciousness!

When I got done with school, I walked across the street with Thalia over to Bade High where we were to meet up with Nico and Bianca, when Nico and Hazel came rushing out.

"Guys, have you seen Bianca?" Hazel asked us, worried.

"No, why?" I asked him.

"She isn't any where around school, and I told her to meet me by the vending machines, but she wasn't there," Nico said to me.

"Are you sure she didn't go home?" I asked him.

"Maybe she already went to the hospital," Thalia suggested.

"I guess. Why don't we just head on over?" Nico said.

We walked to the hospital, grabbing some French Vanillas from Starbucks along the way.

We got into the hospital to find him in the same spot he's been for the past week.

"Hey," he said, smiling, when he saw us come in.

"Hey, Percy," we smiled back.

"Annabeth, could you come here for a sec?" Percy asked me.

I walked over to his side.

"What?" I asked him.

Slowly, Percy lifted his right arm up. His hand went up an inch, then two, then three, until he finally reached my check. Tears were streaming down my face. His trembling hand wiped them away.

"How did you do that?" Thalia asked him, in complete awe.

"Let's just say that I might be part God, or I guess you could also say that Dr. Toby is an arm saver," Percy said.

I laughed a little, then bent down to kiss his lips.

"Gross!" Nico exclaimed.

"Real mature, Nico," I said, sticking out my tongue at him.

We talked for about the entire afternoon. Nico, Hazel and Thalia left around 7, while I stayed with Percy. Sally and Paul went out and bought Troy for us to watch. Percy and Paul were rolling their eyes while Sally and I drooled over Brad Pitt. If only he could still look like that . . .

While Achilles was going into destroy mode, I got a call from Nico. I ignored it, not wanting to interupt my Hot Guy Time, but I finally answered, seeing as it was the tenth time he had called in the past five minutes.

"What do you want, Nico?" I hissed into the receiver.

"It's Bianca," Nico said, it sounded like he was crying.

"What's wrong with Bianca?" I asked, worried.

Nico started bawling into the receiver.

"Shh. Nico. Shh. It's okay," I said, trying to soothe him.

"No it's not," he told me.

"I'm sure Bianca will show up somewhere," I said, assuming that she was missing.

"They found her," he said.

"That's great!" I exclaimed.

"No, it's definitely not great," he managed to choke out.

"Why not?" I asked him, confused.

The next words that came out of his mouth changed my life completely.

"Bianca was murdered."

AN: I know, I'm sorry! I just had to do it! Please review! Don't get mad at me!

Death is a new beginning.