Hey, people of the world! For today's chapter, I put a LOT more effort into it. Since the last chapter didn't do so well. Which I agree on. Anyways, I was supposed to post this on Saturday, but my mom decided to plan a trip to Florida at the last minute. Which is okay, I had a lot of fun. Well, I hope you enjoy this chapter.

Annabeth POV

We all sat on the old shabby couches that looked like they were at least twenty years old. There was a coffee table in the middle of the couches. I sat in between of Piper and Thalia; Hazel sat next to Thalia. The guys sat on the other couch across from us.

I stared at my old, worn down shoes and thought about how big my feet were.

"Wait. . . I don't understand," I looked up at Leo. His eyebrows furrowed and his expression showed confusion. "Explain it all over again."

I didn't want to explain it again. It only made me think about the struggle I would go through. "It's where I forget things and then remember them later."

I looked back down at my feet and wished I could forget what we were even talking about. The one time I want to forget something, I don't.

"Is it permanent?" He still kept going. I rolled my eyes at my shoes and looked back at him again.

"No. The doctor said over time, it will start to go away." He opened his mouth, but closed it. He must've read my expression.

The whole living room filled with silence and worry. I stared back at my shoes and ran out of things I could think about to avoid the topic.

"You know what?" Hazel got up with enthusiasm. "If the doctor said you will get better, then, why worry? Instead look at the bright side. She could have gotten worse. We as friends are supposed to support one another. And that's what we are going to do. Who's with me?"

One by one, everyone got up. I was the last one to do so.

I looked at Hazel with a faint smile and thought to myself, what great friends I have.

After that, we all sat back down and we talked, laughed, and played games until it was time for them to leave.

I escorted them to the doorway, but Leo made sure he was the last one to leave. He just wanted the chance to finish bugging me.

"Please, Annabeth! I'll pay you!" he pleaded.

I tried to close the door on him, but he held it open with his foot.

"I already said no." I tried pushing the door harder, but he kept his mark. I gave him one last look and spoke, "fine, hold on let me go get it."

He wanted me to lend him my friends phone number so he could ask her out, but it wasn't going to be that easy to get. I grabbed a sheet of paper from my step-dad's office (against his rules) and a pencil. I wrote down random numbers and ran back to the doorway.

"Here! Now go away!" He took it from my hand and walked away with a smile.

I'm so going to laugh about this tomorrow. I'm just wondering if that's an actual phone number.

I picked the mess they made and ran upstairs to get ready for bed. I put on my striped pj pants and a purple long sleeve shirt. I pulled the blankets to get into my bed and covered myself.

I lied on my back and stared up at the ceiling. I was still shocked about everything. I didn't understand how we crashed. It was killing me to know. I just wish I didn't have this problem.

I have never thought about me getting seriously injured. I pictured myself at college in Europe. Away from everything. I saw myself at a cafe drinking coffee and eating delicious pastries you could only find there. Planning out the blueprints for building my own dream house. I just never thought I would ever go through this.

It was our last rehearsal before our concert. Our concert is in two days. Two days! I sat in band class and stared at my music and wondered if we were going to do well. I had my saxophone on my lap and the case to it was under my chair. You don't know how many times somebody has tried to steal my saxophone. It was ridiculous.

"I don't understand why he doesn't just cancel the stupid thing!" Thalia complained.

I turned my head to face her. "Me neither, but whatever. It is what it is." I shrugged.

She rolled her eyes and looked at her music.

I've always wondered what went through Thalia's mind.

After that, we started playing our music and class was over. I could tell Mr. Cason did not look happy with our progress.

I packed up my stuff and we left back to class.

On the way there I had forgotten what we were doing.

"Hold on. Where are we going to?" I stopped in the middle of the hallway and looked at Thalia.

"To class. Now let's go." She grabbed my arm and basically dragged me there. I didn't agree to the fact that she was taking me to class that I didn't even know about.

After school, Percy showed up to my house.

I was in my bedroom doing my homework and I heard the doorbell ring. I raced downstairs before my parents could.

I opened the door and saw him standing there.

"Percy? What are you doing here?" I held the door and looked at what Percy was wearing. He had on a white t-shirt, khaki pants, and some really nice, probably really expensive, shoes.

"I'm here to work on the model?" he smiled.

"A model? Which model? Wait, are we taking pictures of somebody?" I couldn't get into my mind to why he was here. Who was the model?

"No! We're not taking pictures of anybody. We're working on the model of our school, remember?"

I thought for a moment, "No."

He sighed, "Can I just come in?"

I nodded.

He stepped in. I don't understand how he even sees where he is going! He always has hair messy and in his eyes! I fought the urge to try to fix it.

I closed the door behind him and looked at him.

"If you don't remember what I'm talking about, come upstairs and I'll show you,"

My eyes widened. I backed up a few steps away from him nodding "no."

"Not in a dirty way, Annabeth!" He looked annoyed.

Without saying another word, he ran upstairs and I followed carefully. He then entered my crafting room. I looked inside. The table had scissors, a hot glue gun, paper cutter board, paper board, paint and brushes. Everything was scattered. I studied the room and he stood silently.

Then it all clicked.

I remembered what we were doing before the crash. I remembered it all. He and I. . . ALMOST KISSED!

My eyes widened and I looked at Percy in shock.

"What?"

"Percy, I- you and I. We-" I couldn't get the words out.

"Almost kissed. I know." he sighed again. I looked away from him and thought.

How on earth did I almost let Percy kiss me. What the heck was I thinking?

"Annabeth, that's in the past, don't let it ruin our friendship."

He put his hand on my arm and smiled. Which made me feel even more uncomfortable.

And then I wondered, did I ever have feelings for him?

He pulled out a chair and gestured me to sit down. I did. The he sat down in the chair next to me. I scooted my chair a few spaces away from him.

"I can't remember where we left off." I looked down at the table and he at me.

"That's okay, I remember."

He reached over and grabbed some pieces of paper board, told me to plug in the hot glue gun, and explained to me what we were doing.

He started cutting "walls" and would pass them to me, so I could paint them. I wasn't even sure what I was doing. The whole time, I was just painting them with the appropriate colors.

I pondered over everything as I painted. I kept picturing myself with Percy to see if we would make a cute couple. Nope. No, no, no. It was an image I'd rather not have seen. It's just, Percy is sweet and all, but I don't think I can like him. I don't know. Wait, what if he has feelings for me?

Nah. . .

As I was thinking it all, I realized I had been painting my hand instead of the wall and Percy was staring at me.

"Oh, oops!"

I looked at my hand and smiled from embarrassment. I could have gotten up to wash it all off, but I decided not to.

Percy still kept staring, though. I didn't want to look at him nor turn his way.

He cleared his throat which signaled me to give him my attention.

I looked at his green eyes in silence.

"Annabeth?" he spoke, "Take this piece. I've been trying to hand it to you for the past couple of minutes."

I looked at his left hand and saw the piece, "Oh, why didn't you say anything?"

"I did. I said your name about three times."

My cheeks filled with red. I reached for the piece, but dropped.

I quickly bent down to grab it. So did he.

I looked down at my hand and realized Percy had his hand on mine. I looked up and saw we were face to face. Less than inches apart. I quickly removed my hand from the wall. And sat back up, so did he.

He passed me the wall and I painted some more.

The whole situation made me think some more. Did Percy think of me when he wasn't with me? Did he ever picture himself with me too? I don't know why this all kept running through my mind. I don't even like Percy. Only as a friend, but he did like me, then, everything will get even more awkward.

"Annabeth, do you want to hang out tomorrow?"

My eyes widened. Is he asking me out on a date?

"It's a hangout, not a date. Just in case you're wondering."

Oh, wait. Just kidding.

I slowly turned my head to him and smiled. "Sure."

He said he would take me for ice cream and then a walk in a park. He also made sure to tell me write it down, so I wouldn't forget.

After another hour, Percy left.

Ugh. This was all too confusing.

Greetings! From planet Romance! So people! Tell me how it was! Leave some comments down below! Excuse me for not posting in a long time. I was trying to write a better chapter. So, for now on, I will post every Saturday! Goodbye and have a great day!