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Don't Look Down On Me

Last time on Don't Look Down On Me: To your utter astonishment, Annabeth gets up and also advances on Rachel. "You had your chance with him, you blew it. He loves ME now, and guess what, I may not be amazing looking, or rich, or good, but I do have one thing you don't. And that's him!" she shouts, getting all up in Rachel's face.

Your ex-girlfriend turns red- like her hair- and storms out of your apartment. You turn to Annabeth but she's already slamming the door to the bathroom.

You begin to think that you should write a book: How To Piss Off Every Girl In Your Life Within Ten Minutes.

Chapter 11: Her Suspicions

You know that you have to let her simmer down; she would definitely not approve of your interference with her emotions any more than you already have. You lie down in bed and close your eyes, sighing as your head hits the pillow. Your phone rings and you groan. You just can't catch a break.

"Hello?" you say.

"Hey, Percy!" a cheerful voice says.

You sit up straight and your eyes go wide. "B?" you ask.

"Yeah!"

"Oh my god! It's been forever! Where have you been?" you demand.

"Look out your window!"

Your turn and sure enough, she standing there with her phone pressed to her ear, smirking like she knew something you don't. "Rebecca?" you say.

"Open the window, you idiot," she laughs.

"Oh, right."

You rush over to the window and open it. Your very very very best friend pops out, smiling like crazy. Rebecca Moore was your curly dark brown haired friend, with bright green eyes, and a really small build, standing full height at 5'1". You had met her at the camp you now own and hadn't talked to her in almost 6 months.

She wore a black shirt with neon paint splattered all over it; you remember when you had made those together. You still have yours as well. She was also wearing dark skinny jeans and really high shoes that go way past the ankle. Her ever present necklace dangled from her neck, and her nose piercing made her look as amazing as ever. (The nose piercing had one of those really small studs)

"Well, do I get a hug?" she demands. You smile and hug her, picking her up around the waist. "Oh, Percy, honey, I didn't say break my ribs," she laughs.

You laugh too and put her down; she looks at something and grins. You look to and see Annabeth peeking out of the bathroom door. When she saw she had been caught spying, she hurriedly closed the door again. You sigh and rub your chin; you feel small bristles and decide that you need to shave later.

"Is that your girlfriend?" she asks, grinning.

"That would be her," you say.

"Good, I'm glad you're done with that Rachel girl, she scared me a bit. And, no offense, but she was kind of a bitch."

Annabeth must have been listening because she walks out of the bathroom as soon as Becky's done with her sentence. "Hi, I'm Annabeth," she says, putting on a genuine grin.

"Rebecca Moore, but you can call me Becky. Or B, that's what Percy likes to call me."

"Nice to meet you."

"Likewise. I can already tell we're going to be great friends."

Annabeth smiles too and wraps her arms around your waist. "Oh, am I forgiven now?" you ask mockingly.

"Don't push it," she grins.

"Oh, so now your love is conditional?"

"Yes, that's right."

"What were you pissed about?" Rebecca asks. She was amazing at getting information out of people. As in, you have a secret, she knows it.

"Here, let me get us some drinks and we can talk." you say.

"Gosh, Percy, I really did miss your easy going composure."

"Why thank you, and I have really missed your attitude."

"Hey!"

She smacks you gently against the ribs and reaches into your fridge like she owns the place. She knows your apartment as much as you do, seeing as you DID go out with her for a whole year, but both of you decided that your relationship was in the 'just friends' stage, and would stay that way.

She pulls out three beers and tosses one to both you and Annabeth. Annabeth finally takes notice of her appearance and blushes.

"Umm, I'm going to go change. Give me one second," she says.

When Annabeth disappears into the bathroom again, Becky looks at you, eyes sparkling. "I really like her, and I can tell that you totally love her. I'm really glad you found someone, Percy. You deserve someone like that, and she seems perfect for you."

You glance toward the bathroom door for a second then gesture for her to come closer. You cup her ear with her hand and whisper, "Don't tell her about us. She doesn't need to know that you took my virginity, she's the jealous type."

"Ohhh, gotcha."

Annabeth comes out wearing the same shirt but this time in a pair of some girl's baggy pajama pants. You don't like that they cover her legs but you still think she's absolutely gorgeous. She's about to sit down in the chair beside you but changes her mind and instead sits in your lap. You smile and push all her hair to one side, exposing the beautiful skin of her neck.

"So what gossip you got for me, Perce?" Becky asks.

"I stopped dating Rachel about 5 months ago, and guess who decided to drop in for a visit today?" you say, awaiting her expression, which you know is going to be hilarious.

Sure enough, her eyes go big and she leans toward you. "Nuh-uh!"

"Ohhhhh, yeah. Then she told Annabeth that she's stupid to be with me."

You wince, it was not the first time someone's said that to you and it hurts every time. "Percy, you know that she was lying. We might not have worked out but it wasn't-" she cut off abruptly, realizing she let slip about your relationship.

"You two were together? For how long?" Annabeth asks immediately, trying to hide her frown.

"Um, well, for a year." you say.

"And when was this?" she demands.

"We were 17, right, Percy? Ahh, crazy times." Becky sighs.

Rebecca never means to cause harm but she's just clueless like that, you can't even be mad at her because she shows genuine sorrow. "Did you, ya know...?" Annabeth implies.

"Huh?" Becky says, oblivious.

"Sex, hun, sex."

"Oh, um, well," she shifts uncomfortably. "Like I said, 17 years old, bad judgment."

"Gosh, Percy, who HAVEN'T you slept with?"

"Lots of girls!" you protest.

Annabeth sighs and you feel bad, you alone probably have caused her more pain then anyone else ever has. "And all these girls turn out meaningless to you."

"Not true. B and I have been friends for years. Annabeth, I love YOU. Not Rachel, not Thalia, not Becky. YOU."

She sighs and submits to your arguments. "Gosh, Annabeth," Becky says. "He's obviously totally in love with you, even I can tell. The past doesn't matter anymore, there's a little saying: it goes, live in the moment. Or something like that..."

Annabeth laughs. Your heart melts. Drama has occurred non-stop in your life since she's been here, but you wouldn't give it up for the world.

TADA! Thank you all for reading and reviewing. Yes, I'm implying something. How's that for drama, I know that's what you all want, well that and romance. Congrats, you got both. Well, review. Oh, and thanks Minesweeper62 for betaing, you rock! I wonder how many people actually read my author notes, say something in the review if you do. Later. Mel out.