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Chapter Twenty Four

Annabeth's POV

I lugged my bag towards the car that was waiting outside.

"Hey," Said Piper from the front seat. "You got everything?" I nodded, climbing in after my bag. This was going to be a long night..

Percy's POV

I lounged on a sofa in the main room with Nico. Apparently the guys were picked up before the girls, so it was just myself, Nico, Charles Beckendorf, Chris Rodriguez, Jason Grace, and the Stolls.

After a few minutes of nothing but waiting, I heard a key being inserted into the door, and the lock being turned.

"Hey, guys we're back!" Silena shouted to us from the door.

"Connor, Travis you better not have stole anything." Piper added. They both sighed dramatically and began to empty their pockets. Piper shook her head in mock disappointment when she saw this.

"What is it, an addiction for you two?" Annabeth asked. They grinned.

"We like to think of it as a hobby." Travis stated. Connor nodded, standing beside his brother. Annabeth rolled her eyes.

"Whatever helps you sleep at night."

"So," I started, "What are we gonna do now?" Piper glanced at me, then towards Silena, motioning for her to explain.

"Well – " She stopped when she heard a knock at the door. "You guys didn't order anything did you?" We shook our heads.

"That's strange." Piper muttered. "Everyone's all here. ." When she opened the door I saw a flash of red and heard a loud screeching noise.

"Percy!" Rachel squealed. I got up to run but she tackled me. God, this girl should play football. . . I thought, grinding my teeth.

"Who. Invited. Her." I ground out, resisting the urge to throw her off. I glared around the room, looking for someone to blame. Can't breath. . Rachel was squeezing the air from my lungs.

"Help. . Can't breath. ." I gasped. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Annabeth giving Rachel her death glare. I shuddered, even though it wasn't meant for me. The glare that promises pain. I though.

I was starting to get tunnel vision from Rachel's death grip on me. I felt someone violently tug her off me before I passed out completely from lack of oxygen.

Annabeth's POV

That bitch! How dare she show up here? And then just attack Percy like that! And – oh my God, did he just pass out? That did it. She was leaving now.

I walked up to Rachel purposefully. She sneered at me, making her look very ugly.

"What? Jealous that Percy isn't fighting my love like he is yours?" She accused. I scoffed at her.

"He isn't fighting you love because he's out cold. Your suffocating him!" I shouted pulling her off of Percy. She stood, taking a step closer to me.

"And you know he doesn't want me how?" She asked, cocking an eyebrow.

"Because, Percy hates how you stalk him! He doesn't even like you, what makes you think he loves you! I'm his best friend, I think I know these things." She nodded slowly.

"Because that's all that you'll ever be. His friend, and nothing more. How does that feel Annabeth? Friends forever. I have a better chance than you do, all you do is push him away! How do you think that feels? Even if he wanted to be more than friends you wouldn't let it happen, cause your to scared." She took one last look down at the unconscious Percy.

"He will be mine. . Someday." Rachel stated matter-a-factually before walking out the door. She's right. I can stay with an idiot like Luke but I can't even give Percy a chance. Why is that? I thought to myself, as I dropped down to my knees, gathering up Percy's head and placing it gently in my lap.

I sighed in relief. Percy was fine, and he should wake up within the hour. I sat with him, still thinking why I couldn't let Percy be anything more than a friend.

Short but I didn't plan it to end it that way, and there is some drama and Annabeth thinking about her feelings.

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