Hey! I'm back! YAY.. anyway next chapter.. and I changed my profile picture and I think it looks good, I drew it yesterday and it looks awesome cause the flames are blue instead of black!

I'm thinking this will be fairly long because there are a LOT of ideas that I want to put in here that cause a riff between Annabeth & Luke that create a stronger bridge between Annabeth & Percy.=)

Onward!

DISCLAIMER: I THINK NOT.

WARNING: THIS IS A VERY SAD CHAPTER.

Chapter Eight

Percy's POV

My all time stalker- Rachel Elizabeth Dare- now stood right in front of me, and I mean right in front of me, like way to up close and personal for my liking.

"Hey, Percy" She smiled moving her hips forward a bit, trying to get my attention.

I wasn't that stupid. I noticed when a girl was flirting with me I just chose to ignore it.. Okay I didn't notice it all the time, only if they were making it painfully obvious, as Annabeth usually described it.

But it was pretty damn obvious right now.

"Uh.. um.. hi" I really didn't like the way she looked at me. It was unnerving.

"Percy" I heard Annabeth call in a strained voice. I quickly turned to leave, waving goodbye to the Stoll brothers.

"See you later." I said to no one in particular.

Annabeth looked a bit annoyed. Finally she sighed, running a hand through her perfect blonde curls.

"Why do you encourage her? It's just going to make it so much harder when you tell her your not interested" She shook her head- probably at my stupidity.

"I don't encourage her I just...-"

"Lead her alone" Annabeth interrupted, I shrugged.

"-and besides, who said I didn't like her?" I just said it to mess with her not really meaning it, but the look on Annabeth's face almost- no it did break my heart. She looked so sad and hurt, almost disappointed. I regretted those words as soon as they left my mouth.

"Fine." I was frozen, watching her walk away. No... No. No. No. NO! I would not just let her walk away.

Annabeth's POV

I don't know why I just walked away. I was feeling so miserable inside. My heart wrenched every time I thought of Rachel and Percy together. I know I shouldn't care, Percy was my best friend- nothing more. I shouldn't care who he wanted to go out with.. who he wanted to spend the rest of his life with.

Thinking of him marrying Rachel hurt even more. I wanted to go lock myself in a room and just cry. I had only cried a few times in my life. Once when my mother left. Again when my very first dog, that I had, had for almost seven years died. When I had to leave Percy, and most recently when I saw Luke making out with some random girl behind the bleachers- and even then it didn't hurt that much.

It was scary how good Percy made me feel. And even scarier how much he was able to hurt me.

"Annabeth!" The subject of my thoughts yelled.

I felt the tears trying to overflow. Trying to get away from Percy without missing class was pretty much impossible, so I decided just to sit as far away from him as possible. My mind was made up by time I rounded the corner and headed to English class.

Wow.. okay this is gonna be another short one but I promise the next chapter will be longer.. and by the way, Paul IS an English teacher right? I don't want to write him as one when he's not and I haven't read PJO in a while... anyway REVIEW! reviews make my day and make me want to write more because I know there are people out there reading this:)

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