Summary: He didn't want it to happen, it just did. Everything that meant something to him just left. Vanished. Disappeared. He threw everything meaningful aside. He ignored society, the community and his 'so-called-friends'. He ruined his own life, built up a mask to protect himself, to protect others. But he wasn't happy. Not at all.

DISCLAIMER: YET AGAIN, I DO NOT OWN THE PERCY JACKSON AND/OR THE HEROES OF OLYMPUS CHARACTERS. ALL THE CREDIT GOES TO RICK RIORDAN.

Harsh Words

He Who 'Caused' a Fire

Of all pupils that principal D could have chosen, he picked the wrong guy, was what Annabeth thought. She hated the likes of Percy Jack-Blo- whatever his 'actual' last name was. The thing was, no one really ever knew his last name too. No one trusted him or knew if he was lying or not. The teachers gave up on him one by one – except for his father, Mr. Blowfis – not expecting much from him. Even principal D did too but she guessed that because the inspectors were coming to check on the school, in a month, he needed all his students to be disciplined and smart.

Ha. Percy, disciplined, smart. Annabeth mentally laughed. Those were the two things that never went well with Percy. And right now, math was going to be another.

"Percy, can you please tell me the equation—" Mrs. Dodds looked up from her textbook that she held in her right hand. 'Percy! Are you even listening?'

Annabeth looked from across the room to find that he was actually sleeping with his textbook hiding him. She rolled her eyes and thought how stupid he was. Covering his head and face with a textbook made it really obvious that he wasn't paying attention whatsoever.

Mrs. Dodds came storming over to Percy and picked up his textbook and in one swift movement, she hit his head with it. Percy, after being hit, opened his eyes wide and sat up straight, looking up at the teacher's deadly eyes. Mrs. Dodds would have been sued for hitting Percy but no one dared to tell on her, knowing how scary she was and to be honest Annabeth thought that he deserved it.

"Pay attention in class next time, Percy. Otherwise, I'll give you a detention. I'm only letting you off the hook this time because you only just got here." Mrs. Dodds said and walked back up to her desk. She brought her book up to her chest, walked to the blackboard and started writing things down.

Biting her bottom lip, Annabeth fiddled with her ballpoint biro pen. She cursed in her mind, wishing that Percy really did get into trouble or got detention because right now, Percy looked back at her and grinned his 'in-your-face' look. He really was an asshole.

~O.O~

Throughout the whole of the day, Annabeth thought she was cursed. In biology, Percy was her lab partner. He kept on talking to her and giving her annoying looks and grins. She thought he hated her. Why would he want to even bother to talk to her if that was true? And the fact that he kept making mistakes and putting his hand up to ask stupid questions had annoyed her to the point where she thought a vein would pop on her forehead.

"—ercy, you must pay attention." Annabeth glanced over her shoulder. They were now in their language class and their French teacher was tapping her hand on Percy's desk, which was two rows behind Annabeth – thank god.

"Percy, considering you were sleeping, you must have known the translation up on the board. Would you please walk over and write out the translation?" It was more of a command than a question.

Percy muttered something under his breath and stood up, glaring at the teacher, who did the same back to him. He walked up to the chalk board and loudly, as if he did it on purpose – which he probably did – wrote out the translation under the French words. Annabeth couldn't read his handwriting as it was sloppy. The teacher probably didn't even know as well, considering she sent him back to his seat before he could even finish off the sentence.

"Alright, Percy. You may sit back in your seat now. And make sure not to sleep in class. We still have half an hour left." Percy groaned at this, ignoring the death glare of the almighty French madam.

After a couple of minutes, Percy had 'excused' himself to go to the 'bathroom'. Annabeth had her suspicions but unfortunately, she was right. The minute Percy walked out of the door, the fire alarm set off and everyone in class was screaming. The French teacher was trying to calm everyone down saying: "Calm down. It might only be a drill. Calm down." All the students of the school ran out of the building and lined up at a safe distance from the building.

"Lou Ellen?" Annabeth could hear Mr. Brunner call the names of his students.

"Here!" Said the girl, who was apparently the smartest girl in Chemistry.

Annabeth turned her gaze to her class. She didn't see any signs of Percy anywhere, which scared her. She kept adverting her eyes in different places to see if he's actually outside.

"Annabeth Chase."

"Annabeth Chase!"

"ANNABETH CHASE!"

She blinked a couple of times, only realizing then that the teacher was calling her name. "Oh, here Miss!"

She raised her hand so that the teacher could see her, then she fixed her gaze on the school building. She was so fixated on finding that guy she thought of was a 'piece of crap' that she didn't even notice Luke tapping her shoulder until he shook it.

"What?" She screamed out angrily but unintentionally. After realizing the error she made in her tone when she saw him, she apologized in her own stubborn way, growling 'sorry' under her breath.

Luke just smiled down at her, kissing her forehead. "It's alright, babe. Relax. Everything is alright. It's probably just a drill." He murmured in her ears as he hugged her comfortingly.

At the embrace, Annabeth felt a part of her wanting to just say nothing and the other wanting to punch the hell out of her boyfriend. He thought she was scared there was going to be a real fire.

Was he an idiot or what?

This wasn't preschool where everyone used to scream every time they saw a spider, and of course she knew there wasn't a real fire. This was why she disliked most traits of boys. They always bunched her in with stereotypical girls who were weak and scared of nearly anything that touched their skin. She hated sexism and what was worse? Luke was one of the most sexist boys in the whole school. Her friends didn't understand why she was with him because they knew her preferences. She didn't understand either. She guessed it was because Luke was her first ever love and crush.

She then felt Luke gasp from the rising was his chest and the loosening grip on his arms. "Babe, isn't that Jackson coming out of the building? He looks like shit." Luke chuckled a little.

Annabeth immediately turned her gaze over to the jet black haired boy who was slowly walking down the steps of the school building. His shirt and arms were covered in soot, his short hair was wet, the front of his hair partially covering his sea green eyes. The bottom half looked a little worse. The dark blue jeans that he wore were ripped and blood stains were obviously shown. The leg of the material was singed, almost able to have shown his flesh, and his shoes, he was only wearing one shoe on.

Although Percy looked like he had just come back from the dead, he definitely seemed happy.

Until someone called him by the wrong name.

"Percy Blofis!" In a second, Percy's eyes turned cold and he gave a snarl at the man who was calling him.

"Oh, Mr. Nailclipper. What a nice surprise!" He said, exaggerating so much that everyone noticed it.

The brown haired teacher stood in front of him with narrowed eyes. "It's Mr. Ironclipper, you deviant and obnoxious boy. Explain your clothing- no, explain why the fire alarm went off? Judging by your appearance, you were involved."

Mr. Blofis walked up behind Mr. Ironclipper and tried to calm everything down. "Now, now. There is no proof that Percy have made all this happen."

The man beside him gave a glare. "Mr. Blofis, I understand you want to stand up for your son but he was the last person to come out of the building and not to mention his records!"

Percy just looked at them then averted his eyes over to Annabeth, who was staring right back at him. He gave her a wicked smile, which made her cringe and want to storm over there and strangle him. He was really annoying and she didn't know why he picked on her the most. She didn't nothing to him. She never met him until the start of freshmen year and even then he still treated her like she was a traitor.

"Babe, you okay? You're eyeing up Jackson over there like you wanna kill him or something." Luke said, in a low and concerned voice.

Annabeth took her gaze away from Percy and looked up at her boyfriend. His blue eyes were gorgeous. She thought he was pretty handsome – a reason why she fell for him – and he was kind of cute when he was worried about her. That was probably one of the few benefits she liked about him.

Annabeth just shook her head, smiling a bit. "No. He just…pisses me off in every possible way."

Luke laughed. "Yeah. Me too. That scumbag called me a cowardly idiot even though I asked him politely to join my crew. He's such a dickhead."

Annabeth leaned away from him, raising a brow with confusion. "Why would you ask him to join your group?"

"Babe, we already talked about this, remember? I needed him to help out on the streets. Me and my boys can't…work without the help of someone who's already had a criminal record."

Now Annabeth was definitely confused, she also winced a little at his bad grammar. This was one of the times where Luke would only usually, briefly talk about his so-called 'work' and even though she hated Percy with a burning passion, she had to disagree with the whole 'criminal record' thing. There was no official proof of Percy having one and Annabeth had to admit, though he had that dangerous and bad guy vibe around him, she could never picture him having any business to do with being a criminal. But then again, she didn't know Percy. She didn't know who he actually was, what he really was – except for being a major asshole.

"Percy Blofis! Get back here immediately!" She heard Mr. Ironclipper shout.

At this point, she saw Percy already marching her way. She saw him give the teacher the middle finger and curse. He looked really pissed alright, and she somehow knew that it wasn't because Mr. Ironclipper said his name wrong.

As he passed her, Annabeth couldn't help but give him a worried expression. Yeah he's been a total jackass to her, but she knew there probably were reasons. Maybe it was because of her mom or something that made her emphasis with him. What shocked her was that she went to follow him, despite the shouts of anger coming from her boyfriend and the teachers. It was a relief Percy didn't notice her until he reached the park and turned around.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" He growled.

Annabeth didn't know herself. She just did it unintentionally, but she couldn't say that. It would have made her sound stupid. Especially in front of him.

"I just came to say that what you did in the school is irresponsible and you could have harmed someone!"

She then saw Percy narrow his eyes. "Oh? Miss Smarty Pants assumes I lit the school on fire, huh? You think I turned the alarm on?"

"Obviously! Look at you! Anyone would have assumed it was you!" She grew mad. Because of his attitude and because of him personally.

Percy began to laugh coldly. "You too, huh? I thought you were smart. I thought you were supposed to be wise. Now look at you Chase! You've become stupid. You just leap into action before you even asked what happened. Maybe everything seemed like I did it but what if I didn't, huh? I mean, come on. The school wasn't on fire! You saw no flames, no smoke and yet you thought I did everything bad because of the way I looked and my reputation at this school!"

She became speechless because he was right. Percy, frickin', Jackson or Blofis – whatever – was totally right. Annabeth always investigated things before she came to her conclusion. She would have asked the witness what happened before she made up her mind. And what was worse, he was right that there was no fire. He only looked as if there was and she blamed him because of who he was. Why did she accuse of something that she knew was wrong?

"Just go away, Chase. You've failed to meet my expectations once again." He muttered before he turned away.

And just like he asked, she left. Annabeth walked away, feeling as if she'd just found herself again. As if she woke up from a dream and realized her faults. Though, she was more confused as to what the stupid Jackson was saying. What did he mean by 'meeting' his 'expectations'?

Annabeth had a lot of digging up to do and she will definitely find out the reason behind the fire alarm and Percy Jackson himself. They were both full of mysteries.

Dun Dun Dun!

Yep. Seems like Jackson has gotten himself into something big and troublesome.

What's worse is that he involved the person he didn't like the most.

Okay. Well, tell me what you guys think of this chapter and I'll try to get in another chapter as fast as I can!

R&R

ThinkStupid (~.~)