A Monument of Seaweed

by IsolatedWilderness

'Annabeth Chase. I can't believe you.'When Annabeth enrolls into Goode High School,she immediately begins to get bullied and it isn't ordinary bullying,not when it involves weapons. After 2 years of bullying,and Percy turning a blind eye,Annabeth can't take it,not anymore.Why did the miracle happen when it was too late?Will a flower bloom in the midst of war? Rated T just in case.

10. Chapter 10

Chapter 10

Hey guys, we have finally reached the tenth chapter in A Monument of Seaweed! If you have read up to this point, I give my thanks to you. So anyways, I read some stories of Fanfiction and noticed that everyone does a disclaimer. I'm not sure if I have to do it, so I'll do one just in case. Here is my first ever disclaimer!

I do not own the Percy Jackson series and the Heroes of Olympus series! L

Yay! My first disclaimer is finished!

X-Percy

Oh, my gods. Why me, of all people? Why does she have to sit next to me? I snapped back to attention when she poked me. I yelped, as she hit me in a sensitive spot.

"Hey, "She hissed. She looked embarrassed. "Umm, thanks for today, but not for ditching me." I was about to protest when the teacher started writing instructions on what to do. I did as said on the board, all the while directing discreet glances at Annabeth. I still wonder why she had bandages. There was no way that could've been a monster. Because, why didn't it go for me? I mean, I had a stronger scent than Annabeth, seeing as I was a child of the Big Three. Great, now I'm confused.

I yawned, bored. I lazily looked back down at my book that was perched on my lap under the table. (Shh, guys, I'm not supposed to.) It was called the Greek Gods and Titans. I always skipped the bits about the Titans, afraid that it would result in me having a flashback. I accidentally opened a page to it, and had a flashback in the middle of class. Now that was embarrassing. It made it even worse, the fact that Annabeth wasn't there to help me. That only reminded me painfully about how we weren't friends anymore.

-Annabeth-

Oh, gods. I just have to sit next to Percy. Wow, my life is officially the worst possible one. I tentatively sat down and poked him.

"Hey, "I said under my breath when I saw him turn around. "Umm, thanks for today, but not for ditching me." I saw his face, and it had the Seaweed Brain look that told me he wanted to protest. Gods, why does he have to be so cute? No, no, no. Bad Annabeth. Luckily, the teacher started to write instructions on the board. I followed them and finished soon, first in the class. About fifteen minutes later, other people started to finish too. Well, what do you expect from a smart daughter of Athena?

I raised my hand, to ask if I can go to the bathroom. The teacher nodded yes, and I went outside. In truth, I was actually going out to take a breather. The recent events had stressed me, which made me think of Percy. If I was stressed, I couldn't even imagine how much he was going through. In the flurry of confusion and the betrayal I felt, I forgot to think logically. I mean, his fatal flaw was loyalty, so how could I have even doubted him? And now, Percy lay on the floor, trampled down in the wake of my stupidity and anger. (A/N: Figuratively guys, remember?)

I was acting selfish and egocentric, and as a result, I broke up with Percy. I hung my head low, now ashamed and angry at myself for messing up. I never considered the possibility that Percy might have disliked all the stares of admiration, smiles and flirting directed at him and the smother of girls that covered him every day. The problem now, was: Would Percy accept me again? I know his fatal flaw, and I don't doubt it, but would even that be able to withstand the pain that I delivered to Percy? I wasn't sure.

I was also afraid to ask him to take me back, what if he humiliated me? No. I wasn't the victim here. Percy is. I won't let myself be patronized, so I have to try. If he doesn't like me now, I will walk away, my head held high and my body walking regally. I inhaled deeply and let it out.

I am asking tomorrow.

Well, Annabeth is swallowing her pride! Now there's something you don't see often! I am actually worrying though, right now. I'm concerned that I am making Annabeth seem OOC. Oh well! What's done is done and you can't cry over spilt milk! I hope you enjoyed, and please leave a review! Wait, crap. I am getting off track here. How am I supposed to add the abuse that I promised? It plays an important part in the story. Damn. Whatever! Bye, my readers! Stay tuned. :)