Don't Run Over Me
Percy's POV
I kneeled down beside Annabeth. She had a small cut on the side of her head and her hands were scraped up. She was wet and caked with mud. I picked her up bridal style and placed her in the backseat of my car. She was obviously unconscious.
I drove home quickly, talking to my mom on the phone as I went. My mom was a nurse and said she would look at her. I turned on the radio to pass the time. I listened as Hot Chelle Rae sang about partying.
When we got to my apartment I had to carry Annabeth up the stairs. I'm pretty strong, not trying to be rude, but my arms grew weaker as we moved up the stairs. Finally, at the top, I did something that surprised me. I kissed Annabeth.
Not a full make out, but a small peck on the lips. It was a good luck kiss. I told myself as I opened the door. I set her down on the sofa and sat on the recliner as my mom checked her out. I was relieved when my mom told me she was okay and just needed rest. I moved her to my bedroom, laying her softly on my bed and leaving her.
Annabeth's POV
I woke up looking at a blue ceiling. Where was I? I sat up but my head reeled and I had to lie back down. I observed the room from the bed. Blue walls, a dirty shag carpet, a small computer in the corner and clothes streaked across the room.
The room smelled lightly of cologne and fish. I then saw a fish tank behind the bed with two small goldfish swimming merrily about. I was about to get up and figure out where the hell I was when the door opened.
None other than Percy Jackson stood in the doorway. He grinned. "Feeling any better?" he asked. "I guess." I answered. He came and sat on the bed with me. "Do you remember what happened?" he inquired. I tried to think. I remembered the reunion, running away, and falling into the street. "Yeah," I answered, "I kind of got pissed at my aunt and started to walk home. But I guess I never made it."
Percy nodded and smiled. "You're okay, now." he reassured me, "My mom's a nurse and she says you don't have a concussion or need stitches." I felt my head. A large scab had formed and my hands were as red as hell.
I looked into his eyes and got caught. They were the prettiest things I had ever seen. They sparked and stared at me, but in a good way, a really good way. We leaned towards each other. The whole world seemed to be in slow motion.
Before I knew it we were kissing. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me in. I threw my arms around his neck and kissed back. I don't know how long it had been but soon the bedroom door flew open.
Percy's POV
I snapped my head up. A list of curse words ran through my head. Why was this happening? Rachel stood in the doorway, her face stuck in a shocked position. She was holding a plate of sugar cookies with orange frosting.
The plate clattered to the floor. Cookies flew everywhere. Rachel fumed. "You effing bitch!" she shouted at Annabeth. Annabeth's cheeks were bright pink and her eyes were wide. Rachel picked up a cookie and threw it at her. Annabeth hugged her knees to her chest.
"Get out Rachel." I said as calmly as I could. Rachel glared at me. "Are you breaking up with me?" she cried. Boy, was I glad my mom wasn't home. "Yep!" I shouted. "And by the way, you're clingy, annoying, unattractive, and I hate when you make up words!" I was so proud I told her about the word thing.
Rachel left, knocking over a lamp as she slammed the door to the apartment. I sat down next to Annabeth. "You okay?" I asked. I was never good at comforting people. Annabeth stood.
"No." she said firmly, "I most certainly not okay. My mom is dead, my entire family hates me, and now I just stole you, my crush since kindergarten, from a popular, mean, bitch. I am going to be in so much pain from her now. My family thinks I run away all the time because I did when I was five and now they will hate me even more because I did it again! I am in a freaking living hell!"
I sat, dumbfounded. Annabeth had a lot to go through. I never realized it before, maybe that's why she didn't want to stand out, because she could if she wanted to. She was afraid of everyone knowing what she had to go through. "I can help." I provided even though I didn't know how.
"It doesn't work that way. You're cool, I'm a loser." She cried, "The world is like a street. You are the high rank with the convertible and I am the loser with a tricycle. There are drunk drivers and rude jeeps that honk no matter what the hell you do. There are cross walks that all drivers don't pay attention to. And when a pedestrian needs to cross, they are going to get hit. So please, please, don't run over me."
And with that, she swiftly walked out the door.
Rachel's POV
After I stormed out of Percy's room I got in my red convertible and drove home. I knew he didn't mean the things he said so I brushed it off. In the back of my mind his words tugged on me; "And by the way, you're clingy, annoying, unattractive, and I hate when you make up words!" They swam through my head. When I got home, the words got to me. I needed revenge.
But what could I do? I didn't have any embarrassing dirt on him since he was closed tighter than a clam. And I had no clue what his locker or gym locker combo was. But then it hit me. It whacked me right between the eyes. I had his house key.
Knowing Percy, he probably had stuff written down everywhere since he was ever so forgetful. I raced up to my room and dialed Drew's number. (The mean Aphrodite girl) By this time all the tears from my blue eyes had left.
"Drew," I chimed into the phone, "I need revenge and have a plan. I want you to help me." Drew was silent. "What kind of plan?" she droned.
"A great one that involves sneaking into Percy's house and taking something for the whole school to see." I could almost imagine Drew smiling. "I'm in." she stated. "But here's a problem. We need Percy out of his house in just enough time for us to get what we need." I was confused.
"What are you saying?" I asked. "What I'm saying is that we need a distraction." I smiled evilly. "I have the perfect person in mind."
A/N: Who could it be? I honestly don't know so please review who you think it should be! P.S. Spoiler alert but helpful if you want to review; the distraction will have to kiss Percy. It can be a boy.
