The Orphanage for Abnormal Teens

by Ace282

Annabeth's parents got muderdered, she was sent to a orphanage for abnormal teens. She meets Percy, who has been here his whole life. He doesn't talk, nobody knows much about him, but stills respected him. Annabeth sneeks into his room, with two of her friends, she sees him crying and screaming at the sky. She is determined to uncover his secrets and help him...if he allows it.

11. Chapter 11

Hey! Sorry but this is a really shoto chapter!

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Percy Pov

Mrs. Clark ran to pull the fire alarm. Everyone was panicking, it was like everyone forgot what to do. "EVERYONE! LINE UP SINGLE FILE!" Mrs. Clark yelled. Everyone did as they were told. In a matter of minutes everyone in the school was outside coughing from the smoke. The fire fighters were doing their best to drown the fire.

I looked around, everyone except Annabeth.

"ANNABETH!" I yelled running towards the burning flames. Suddenly my arm were held back. I looked behind me. Nico and Luke were holding me back. " Let me go!" I yelled at them. They only shook their heads. I struggled, I knew they were already having a hard time keeping me still. I stopped struggling and Luke and Nico let go of my arms, I smirked at them. My plan worked. When they saw my smirk their eyes widen. I took off running into the red hot fire, ignoring their yells of protest.

Annabeth Pov

I opened the supply door and turned on the light. The door swung closed tight. Uh oh. I started to tug on the door, why won't it open? "Ew! What is that- smoke." I said to myself. I started to pull at the door harder, I was starting to see the flames eat up the wood and paper rapidly. "HELP! SOMEONE HELP ME! PLEASE!" I yelled hopping someone would hear me. No such luck. The flames were getting closer to me, I felt the heat it was giving off. The smoke was unbearable, I started coughing madly. I was starting to feel light headed. This is it, I thought, I'm going to die. I faintly heard my name being called, but I was too weak to answer. My vision was getting red and fuzzy. The last thing I saw was a familiar pair sea green eyes.

Third Person Pov

Percy sprinted up the stairs to the supply room. "ANNABETH!" I yelled. No answer, except coughing. I was about to run forward to the sound, when a plank of wood fell at my feet. Part of my shoes were burning. Not fun. I stepped over the plank and ripped open the supply door. It was easy because part of the door was already toast. Annabeth looked terrible, here clothes were half burnt, so were her arms and legs. She looked pale and her breath was slowing down. I carried her bridal styles running to the nearest window, yelled for the firefighters. Luckily someone spotted me and yelled to the firefighter. They turned to me with a trampoline. I started coughing, the smoke was getting into my lungs, I started to get weak. Almost there! I mentally yelled to myself. With the last of my energy I threw Annabeth down to the trampoline. I was about to jump when the floor beneath me collapsed and I fell through screaming. I hit the bottom with a thud. I looked up just in time to see piles of flaming wood fall on me.

The last thought I had before passing into darkness was that Annabeth was safe and that was all the mattered.

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