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She wished it was all a dream. But it wasn't, and Annabeth was left with a huge hole in her heart.

She wanted to rewind time and correct whatever went wrong. Did she not give him enough attention? Did she go too far with the name calling? Did he not like her personality? Was it because of her social status? Was she just not good enough for him?

No. Whatever reason Percy broke up with her, it was his fault, not hers. She acted like herself, and if he didn't like it, then he could suck it. She was done being pushed around by Percy Jackson, doubting her every move in front of him. She was not going to let Percy Jackson dictate her life anymore. Percy Jackson who? He's already forgotten.

LIES!

"It hurts so much," She hugged her pillow, laying down and sobbing into the side of the bed. She pulled the sheets over herself. Closing her eyes, Annabeth forced herself to think of happy memories. She remembered the time when Matthew and Bobby had put peroxide in her hair when she was 14.

*****Flashback******

Annabeth stared at herself in the mirror, tugging at her hair. "That's it. I'm not going to school."

Percy, lounging on her bed, fake gasped. "Really? The Annabeth Chase decides to skip school? It must be Armageddon." She rolled her eyes, turning to face him. "They died my hair white!" She yelled.

He glanced at her over the comic book he was reading. "It's just one strand, Wise Girl."

She held the piece of her bang, staring at it hard, as if willing the color to return. "So? If I hadn't noticed the shampoo feeling weird, I would have had all white hair!" She heard a quiet snickering. Narrowing her eyes, she stared at Percy through the mirror. "What's so funny?"

"You would look like an old lady. You'd finally act your age. I can almost see you all shriveled up, hunched over, giving some life-changing insight to little kids. That'd actually be pretty cool."

"ADHD acting up again?" She didn't want to voice her thoughts, but ever since entering her room, Percy was fidgety and annoying. He was either tapping his foot or hitting the wall or humming- off key - quietly that would get on Annabeth's nerves.

"Yep," he answered, popping the 'p'. Unlike Percy, she actually took her medicine for her ADHD.

Percy sat up. "We should go to a hair salon."

Annabeth sighed. "Percy, I don't want to get it re-died. I bet it'll just make me more moronic than I look now." He rolled his eyes. "Not for you. For me. I'll get a strand of my hair died so you won't have to go around school with white hair alone." Annabeth smiled and rushed forward, enveloping him in a hug. "Thank you!"

"Dont mention it, Wise Girl." He whispered, hugging her tighter.

"I-"

A heavy weight fell on top of Annabeth. She groaned, pushing the girl off of her. "What do you want, Thalia?"

She peeked out of the sheets to see blue eyes staring at her. Thalia Grace was the girl across the street. She was like the sister Annabeth never had and always wanted. Four brothers seriously sucked, but Thalia had four siblings too, so they were kind of riding in the same boat.

"I heard the crying, so I let myself in. Was it Percy?"

Annabeth squeaked and covered her head again. Thalia pulled the sheet off of Annabeth and dragged her out of bed. "Its been a month, Anna. Let him go."

She stared at spot past Thalia's ear, remembering that night with such clarity it felt like a fresh wound. His words rang in her ears. "I'm sorry, Wise Girl, but I can't say the same. I can't- I don't love you. I never have."

A tear slipped down her cheek. It burned her down to the core to think Percy could inflict so much pain upon her with a few simple words.

Thalia hit her with a pillow, shaking her shoulders. "Snap out of it, Annie. You have to let it go. It happened, and there's nothing you can do to change it. You just have to act like you're not hurting. Go to your happy place."

She cried onto Thalia's shoulder. "That's the thing, Thalia! Mostly all of my happy memories are with Percy." Once again, her brain was stuck on the heartbroken teenage girl mode. Wasn't she supposed to be stronger than this?

"Then make new ones." She said. Annabeth perked slightly. "Like...my architectural designs I've been working on? I mean, there not really finished, but I've been having Per..." and she stopped, frowning.

Thalia rolled her eyes. "Annabeth, my cousin is a jerk. I don't know why you ever even started dating him. I warned you. Look where we are years later." Annabeth sobbed harder, realizing how long they'd been together. Even if they haven't been together for five years, Annabeth has had a crush on him since she realized he wasn't a big doof. And eventually, that crush turned into love.

Blurry visioned, Annabeth looked up at Thalia. "We've been together for five years, Thals; best friends even before we started somewhat dating. I don't know how I'm going to get over this."

Thalia pulled Annabeth up, looking her in the eye. "It's not about forgetting, Annie. He's your first love. I'm sure you'll never forget that. But you just have to suck it up and accept the fact that you are no longer his. Show him you're not to be messed with. "

Annabeth nodding, putting up a stony-faced façade.

"Percy Jackson is dead to me." She straightened up, trying to look intimidating. Normally it wasn't that hard, but due to her current broken state, it was kind of hard to do anything at all.

Thalia crossed her arms, obviously not believing her lie. "Prove it. Percy's a player; you know he's going to be with a girl. Go pay him a visit. Show him you're not even fazed by what happened."

Annabeth opened her mouth to protest, but Thalia held up a firm finger. "This isn't only a test for him; it's for you, too."

After cleaning up- actually, Thalia insisted on putting on a dress and straightening her hair- Thalia and Annabeth left the bedroom. The second Annabeth stepped foot in the hallway, she was shoved back into the room. She tripped over her feet, falling onto the beanbag chair.

"What the hell, Thalia?" Annabeth asked, puling herself up. She straightened out her dress.

"Shhhh!" Thalia stood against the closed door, panting hard, her face flushed. Annabeth smirked, finally realizing why Thalia was acting so weird. Straining her ears, Annabeth heard a door open.

Thalia had an insane crush on her adoptive brother, Luke. They used to be best friends, until Thalia realized he had feelings for him. Since then, she's just been stalkerish, obsessing over how she looked and how she acted around him. In turn, Luke always complained to Annabeth about how he thought Thalia was mad at him. In a way, it reminded Annabeth of her and Percy's relationship.

'No,' she chided herself. 'There is no relationship with me and Percy anymore' It saddened her to think like that, but it was the ugly truth.

"C'mon, you're going to have to face him sooner or later!" Annabeth whispered. "No!" Thalia whispered back.

"He thinks you're mad at him. I'm sick and tired of hearing 'will you talk to Thalia for me' almost everyday." Annabeth tried- and failed- to mimic Luke's voice. "But he," Thalia blinked, her cheeks growing darker crimson. "I...really?"

While Thalia was still off guard, she opened the door and shoved her out of the bedroom. Thalia collided with Luke and they both tumbled to the ground ungracefully.

"Oh- hey Thals," Luke grinned up at her. Thalia's cheeks grew impossibly dark. "Um- hey- I - you- wassup, Luke?" She stammered, faceplaming. Luke chuckled. "I haven't seen you in a while, Thalia."

'I'm glad love seems to be in their favor,' she thought sadly. Annabeth shook her head. It didn't help her heartbreak to be envious of anyone.

She quietly shut the door behind her, going down the stairs and leaving the two to their own privacy.

"Guess I'm going to have to go through this alone," She said to herself, exiting the house.

As soon as Percy's house came into view, Annabeth felt her dread growing. Immediately she turned around and started walking away, arguing with herself. She kept turning back and forth, earning weird looks, but it didn't matter. What mattered was that she was about to see the boy who broke her heart.

"Shut up!" She screamed, internal voices yelling in her mind. "I am going to do this," She told herself. With all her willpower she walked up to the doorstep, her finger hovering above the doorknob. Immediately, her headache got worse.

He forced herself to ring the bell.

Every second she waited, Annabeth's heart felt like a monster was ripping her heart out. Every agonizing moment was killing her.

Finally the mahogany door opened. Annabeth's forced smile faded. A girl with long red hair stood in the doorway, wearing nothing but an oversized t-shirt. The freckles on her pale skin seemed like they were sprayed on with Cheetos. She looked Annabeth up and down. "May I help you?" It was easy to hear the hostility in her tone.

"I'm sorry, but I'm pretty sure this is Percy's house. Go get him." She crossed her arms. The girl continued sizing Annabeth up and turned with a 'hmph', calling out for Percy. "Percy! There's some bitch out here asking for you!"

It was all Annabeth had not to throttle the girl. She gritted her teeth, biting back a retort.

Moments later, Percy appeared in the doorway, breathing heavily. He wore no shirt, his belt was unbuckled, and his hair was disheveled. It wasn't hard for Annabeth to figure out what Percy was doing with that girl. She forced herself to look at his face, not his hickey.

When he saw it was Annabeth, he blinked. "Annabeth? What are you doing here?"

"I see you have company," Annabeth said, glaring at the red-head behind Percy. She hugged him from behind, kissing his neck and glaring at Annabeth over his shoulder. "Don't worry," Annabeth spat. "There's nothing going on between us. You can continue whoring with Percy when I'm finished speaking to him."

The girl stopped, her mouth open. When she regained her senses, she whined. "Percy did you hear what she said to me?"

He gently removed her hands from his waist. "It's fine, Nancy. Wait for me upstairs. It'll only take a second." Percy slipped out the door, ignoring Nancy's protests. He closed the door behind himself.

He awkwardly rubbed his neck. "So...what brings you around Wise Girl?" She flinched at the nickname, but shook it off. Percy looked apologetic. 'For what?' She thought. 'What happened last month, or the nickname? Doesn't matter now, anyways.'

Shit. What was she doing here? She expected Thalia to do all the talking. "That was a really shitty thing you did," she blurted. She squeezed her eyes shut, instantly regretting what she said. "You kiss a girl, dump her, then leaved her alone in the rain. Real classy."

When she opened her eyes again, she saw Percy looking down, ashamed. "I know, Annabeth. But I just...I don't- I can't feel the same way you feel about me. I tried."

Huh. So that was the reason Percy keep saying 'I tried'. Didn't make her pain feel any better, but it felt good to finally get an explanation. "I really do hate how I-" Annabeth silenced him with a hand. She shook her head.

"Percy, I didn't come here to interrogate you." His eyebrows knitted. "Then...why are you here?" It felt like Percy was killing her slowly with a butter knife. "I, uh...I just wanted to tell you that I needed my Netflix password back. I'm not paying eight dollars a month for you and your new girlfriend to watch movies." Normally Annabeth was great on coming up with great covers without thought, but this one was just lame. She couldn't think properly.

"She's not my-"

"Goodbye Seaweed Brain." It was his turn to wince at the old nickname. With one last look into his pained sea green eyes, she turned away.

As she walked away, she felt his eyes burning holes into her back. It was now her turn to leave Percy. Although she wasn't ready to completely let him go just yet, she had no issue with pretending like he never existed.

Annabeth stopped. She realized that that was the truth. She was saying goodbye to Percy Jackson. He no longer plagued every thought she had. She was finally letting go.

A/N

Hello viewers!

I know you guys want Rachel to be Percy's girlfriend, but I think that's so overplayed. I wanted something original. It might not be 100% original, but I've never heard of a Percy/Nancy relationship.

And, with Nancy, it makes it so much easier for her to be mean. I actually like Rachel, so it kind of sucks having to write her as some horrible bitch. But, I might. It depends.

AnnabethGranger712199: I'm sorry if I disappoint with the whole Percy/ Rachel thing. I already have in mind how I'm going to end this- I think. I kind of have this story preplanned, but I'm partially making this up as I go along. :)

AncientTide: You will get your Percy chapter. Later, rather than sooner. Sorry. Everything will be explained in time.

I'm sorry how I keep hijacking you with flashbacks, but I think it sort of explains some things for you readers. Am I wrong? There'll probably be more flashbacks, some Percy's POV and some Annabeth's. But just a little head's up: none of them are really in order, some of them are kind of going backwards in time, but I can't keep promises.

Oh, and the prologue might have ended this chapter. The story may or may not begin soon. (As in, next chapter-type soon)

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