I would've updated yesterday, but the updates I kept getting kept getting errors. I figured this chapter would too, and I didn't want to post it if you couldn't even read it anyway. So...drumroll please...THE NEW CHAPTER!

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Okay, I've stalled enough.

Annabeth started to stir. I saw my stuff on he floor beside her bed. I had totally forgotten about it. I threw them out the window, and turned back to Annabeth. I took the knife and brought it towards her neck. Before it reached, she turned around, so her face was facing me. I saw her eyes flutter open. My eyes had already adjusted to the light, and I saw Annabeth's eyes flicker to Riptide. I quickly turned around and pulled up my hood. I walked towards the window, and after a few seconds, Annabeth spoke.

"What do you want? Why did you want to hurt me?" The fear was evident in her voice. I hesitated, then I jumped out the window and landed on my feet. I felt a pain in my ankle. I drifted the palm of my hand across it. It wasn't broken, but I definitely twisted it. I grabbed my backpack and my hoodie, and I started limping back home. I looked back, and saw Annabeth leaning her head out the window. She called her parents, and I started sprinting back to Gwen's house. As soon as I got home, I went straight to bed. Sprinting back home didn't help my ankle, and the pain was agonizing. I could barely sleep. I was too late. I should've just killed her right away, without studying her.

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The next morning, I put some compression bandages around my ankle. It was still very sore, and every light step I took with it sent pain up my leg. I'd just have to grit my my teeth and suck it up, which is exactly what I did. I also tried hiding my limp, and I think I did a pretty good job of it. Then there was break, and Annabeth confronted me.

"You're the one who tried to kill me last night!" she exclaimed. I let confusion mask my face. Which wasn't hard, because I didn't know how Annabeth could have figured out it was me.

"What are you talking about?"

"You know exactly what I'm talking about!"

"No, I don't. All I know is that someone tried killing you last night. So tell me, what makes you think it was me?"

"The guy had green eyes, much like your own, had messy hair and a limp in the left foot after jumping out my window, both of which you have. You didn't have a limp last night, and it's obvious you're trying to hide it! He was about your height, and he had your stuff with him when he escaped. You already have your stuff, even though they were on my floor when I went to sleep!"

"So a guy who you could barely see, with green eyes and awesome hair, comes up to you with a knife in their hand, and you immediately assume it's me? I'm hurt. I tripped over a tree root on the way home and twisted my ankle. I'm average height, so I'm really not surprised he's my height. How do you know that was my stuff? My backpack's just a plain navy blue, and isn't that uncommon. Your dad realized my stuff was still in your room in the morning, and dropped it off at our house." I knew Annabeth's dad had to get to work by 6:00, and Annabeth wakes up at 7. Perfect cover story. I'll have to tell Hermes that I've become better at thinking on my feet.

"I never said anything about a knife." Damn, did I say knife?

"Well what else would they use? A sword? A toilet paper roll?"

"A gun or a pillow."

"I doubt he'd be stupid enough to use a gun. The bang would wake up the house and neighbours. How would he kill you with a pillow?" I asked, pretending not to know a pillow could easily be used to suffocate someone. That would help my story. And the gun...there is a type that is silent, but Annabeth doesn't know that. She just narrowed her eyes, knowing she lost.

"I'm going to get the police to arrest you for attempted murder."

"You need proof," I pointed out. "Why do you want it to be me?"

"I don't." She walked away, and I smiled. I wondered how long it would take for her to realize I never officially denied that I attempted to assassinate her. I think I'll tell her it is me when I get around to killing her. Then I can find Nico again. Maybe he'll forgive me, maybe not. Probably not.

Next thing I know, a familiar girl has me in a choker hold, pushing me against the wall. I pry her fingers off and start taking in lungfuls of air.

"What the hell Thals?"

"Don't call me Thals. How could you try killing Annabeth last night!"

"It's my job. I have to do the job, or I pay the price"

"But it's Annabeth!"

"So?" She stared at me, shocked.

"You mean...you don't..."

"What are you going on about?" She glared at me.

"Where's Nico? I haven't seen him all day."

"You're avoiding my question."

"And you're avoiding mine by saying I'm avoiding yours."

"Well you're avoiding mine by saying I'm avoiding yours by avoiding mine."

"Stop avoiding my question!" I smirked at her.

"I win." The bell rang, and I sprinted to my next class.

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I was lying on my bed, reading a book about Greek mythology. The first three pages took me an hour, even though I've close to memorized the book by now. Sometimes, I really hate dyslexia. The door bell rang, and I reluctantly put it down and went downstairs to answer the door. Helen was out doing whatever Helens do. Annabeth was at the door.

"Percy," she greeted.

"Annabeth? What are you doing here?" Nice greeting, I know.

"I asked my dad. He didn't give you anything." Of course. Annabeth just had to ask her dad if he gave me my stuff.

"How did you get my address?"

"Doesn't matter. So how did you really get your backpack and hoodie back?" What kind of cover story could I use this time?

"I woke up at like, three in the morning. I couldn't sleep. So after a while, I remembered my stuff was still at your house, so I went over. I didn't want to disturb you guys, so I went in, grabbed my stuff, and went my merry way."

"The door was locked."

"The spare key under the rock beside your bush? The one you used yesterday? It's not like I took any of your things."

"Why did you lie to me?"

"Oh yes, I'm sure you'd take me sneaking into your house lightly," I stated sarcastically.

"You've got a secret Jackson, and I'm going to find out."

"Okay. You caught me. I have this huge secret that nobody can find out because bad things will happen." She just rolled her eyes. "Wanna come in? Work on the project or something? I sorta owe you after not working yesterday."

"Don't you want to procrastinate?" she accused. I shrugged.

"Yeah, but like I said. I owe you."

"Okay." Annabeth walked into the house and looked around. "It's so...neat." I raised an eyebrow at her.

"Were you expecting messy?" Her face turned a light pink.

"Well, no. But I didn't expect it to be so neat and clean."

"Well, if the neatness makes you uncomfortable, we can go up to ou-" I caught myself. Nico was gone. It wasn't his room anymore. "-my room." The end of her mouth twitched up a bit.

"I'll pass. Where's Nico? I haven't seen him all day. Is he sick?"

"No."

"So where is he?"

"Are you hungry? We can go out or something," I asked, trying to change the topic.

"Don't change the subject."

"He's dead," I said sarcastically. "He went out."

"Where?"

"Doesn't matter."

"Whatever. I'm going home."

"What about the project?"

"I will find out what you're hiding," she threatened, completely ignoring my comment. I sighed and closed the door. I had to be careful. Annabeth was smart, and I couldn't let her find out. The quicker she was gone, the better. I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. It was a new text from an unknown number.

I found out your tactic. Don't think it will work, we'll make sure of that. -Thalia

How did she get my number? I didn't tell anyone at school, and any other way would be almost impossible. I pondered on how they could get in my way. Maybe Nico gave her my number, but I don't think he'd do that. Maybe the rebellion has nifty gadgets like we do, and found out that way. That was the most likeable idea, but why would they go through all that trouble to get my number?

Nico said the plan was fool-proof, and when he says it's fool-proof, then it's fool-proof, no question. Maybe they would send in some people to kill me. No, they wouldn't do that. They don't kill at all, they're too soft hearted. Maybe capture me and hold me prisoner. They did that with Silena. I miss Silena, she was awesome. Daughter of Aphrodite, and former partner with Clarrise, who is now with Piper. Clarrise is a daughter of Ares and Piper is a Silena's half-sister. They didn't get along too well.

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I was walking around the school during free period, minding my own business, when I saw a familiar, dark haired girl flaunting up to me. I turned around to go in the other direction, but I was too late.

"Oh Percy!" I almost winced at her high pitched voice that was meant to be captivating. I turned around to face Drew, one of the most popular girls at the school. She had dated every member of the male football and swim team.

She had lush, glossy dark brown hair, chocolate brown eyes, high cheekbones, a cute nose and full lips. Her clothing had to be against the dress code, with her thin, red, V-neck shirt showing off the top of her black bra which, and shorts barely covering her underwear. She wore red eyeshadow and mascara, which pulled your full attention onto her eyes, deep red lipstick, and some blush. Too much makeup for my taste. Corey had warned me about her, and how she often tried hooking herself up with the new guys, in her year or up, if she thought they were hot, after he had came back from the nurse's office.

"What are you doing all by your lonesome?" Her body was only about an inch from mine. My hand was itching for my knife, wanting to plunge it into her chest. I hated that feeling. I hated killing. But five years of killing, it gave you, what's the word, bloodlust.

"I was just heading to my locker." She started tracing her finger around my chest, and stepped closer.

"What are you doing?" I asked, stepping back. She gave a small pout, which even I have to admit, looked cute.

"I know you like me Percy, and I like you too. We're a perfect match." She stepped up to me again, her body lightly pressed against mine. I stepped back almost immediately.

"I have to get to my next class. The bell's about to ring." I rushed off to my locker, trying to get rid of her.

"Hey, you're the new kid, Percy right?" a guy asked me, getting in the way of my escape.

"Yeah. Why?"

"My parents are out Saturday, and I'm throwing a party. You should come. Here's my address." He pulled a pen out of nowhere, took my arm and scribbled something on it. "It's gonna be a blast!" he exclaimed, and walked away. Who knew that guy knew me? I think he was in my history class. Or maybe it was English.

When I arrived to my locker, I saw Thalia waiting for me. She gave me an evil smile.

"Did you get my text?"

"I did. I'm curious, what do you suppose our plan is?" She gave a small snort.

"It's pretty obvious. You're trying to get her to fall for her."

"If it was so obvious, why did it take so long for you to find out?"

"It's only the first week of school Fish Face." The good old nickname has returned. She called me Fish Face because when I was younger, I loved fish. I owned ten different kinds, read about them and knew what type one was at first glance. That was when we were eight.

"Are you going to the party on Saturday?"

"You changed topics."

"I know, so did you. So are you?"

"Mark's?" I shrugged.

"I don't know whose it is, but I'm pretty sure it is Mark's party."

"Why do you want to know?"

"Just curious."

"Then, yeah, I am going." The bell rang, signalling us to get to our next class..

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I saw Annabeth with Thalia at their lockers. Annabeth had seemed to be avoiding me all day, and I wanted to talk to her about the whole accusing me thing, and working on the Latin project. Before I could reach her though, I saw a familiar brown and curly hared, blue eyed boy walk up to them. He said something to Annabeth, and she laughed. Her laugh was so cute. Like bells ringing, and the way- I have to focus before I get ahead of myself. He casually slung his arm around her, and she just gave a light smile. Thalia noticed me, and gave a small smirk. I just smirked back, letting her know an idea had formed in my head. The more people she loved, the easier it made this for me. I would start with her family. Then her friends. I would kill everyone she cared about, and make Annabeth insane.

Who's the mysterious boy, I wonder? I'm not happy with the chapter, I mean, four line breaks? (or so)

REPLIES:::::::::::::::::::::...:

ChildOfWisdom – Ikr. I might go see it again on Monday. Thanks, and I tried. I honestly did. But this is soon enough...right?

XOsweetPURPLEcandyOX – My computer memorized your pen name :P This is ASAP. Totally... I can make him...later...*evil grin*

20Aphrodite11 – Yes. I tried. Honestly.

april – Thanks a bunch. And it's only been six days... I feel so lucky that you reviewed then :)

Ginyus - "AWWWW" as in cute or disappointed? I'll go with disappointed, it makes more sense. And thanks :)

Fluffy Bunnies Are So Cute –You're right. I'm sorry. Oh well. I will find a cure! PS. Fluffy bunnies may be cute, but that doesn't mean they're innocent.

April – I don't know if you're the same person as april, 'cause the 'other' april has lower case on the 'a'. So that's why I'm doing a separate reply. Anyway: HAHA! I make you fall on your knees (brings back memories...) Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you and thank you. I think I got all the kind comments thanked... I just don't want to make their relationship go to fast. I find it ruins the story.

Son of jupiter 123 – Zeus just gets bored really easily, and I don't know what you mean by having Percy kill the MoA leaders. I didn't say anything like that, so I'm assuming you mean killing Annabeth, or Athena (who Percy was never sent out to kill). Zeus wouldn't kill any of the leaders, and Athena is no longer one of the leaders because she joined the rebellion. Annabeth has no clue what's going on, so therefore is not a leader. I hope that clears some things up. If not, just be specific as to which part you're confused about :)