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Chapter 3

Percy blinked once, twice, and rubbed his eyes slowly. Why would Annabeth Chase, a popular girl, write to him? His curiosity began increasing by a tenfold and he finally opened the slip of paper.

Percy,

Meet me in the Gym after school.

Annabeth Chase

Percy snorted. Why would she want to meet him in the Gym? He recalled back his memory and figured out she wanted to know something about his scars. He figured out that if he told her she would publish it all over the school newspaper.

Ripping up the paper into tiny pieces, he decided to ignore it. But if he went, then he could ignore Smelly Gabe for at least thirty more minutes. Go home or meet with Annabeth? He sighed and walked to his next lesson which was math. He would think about the answer when the time came. After all, he never cared about the deadline until the deadline was right at that minute.

Math was boring as usual. The teacher droned on and on about whatever they taught in math these days. Finally exasperated, he played rock, paper, and scissors with his two cousins: Nico di Angelo, and Thalia Grace.

"Rock, paper, scissors!" Percy whispered, and won the first round with a rock.

He grinned as his two cousins frowned. With a few protests such as 'I didn't know you did rock' or 'no fair' Thalia eventually grinned.

"Not so fast Jackson," Thalia smirked as she won the second round with scissors.

"Everyone knows that a gun conquers all!" And finally Nico won the third round.

The teacher passed their table. "A gun di Angelo; will get you nowhere when you see me in detention after school."

Nico frowned, as his cousins smiled sheepishly at him.

"And that's a warning to Jackson and Grace as well." The teacher finished.

Thalia's eyes narrowed dangerously as the teacher mentioned her last name. She glared at him, and the teacher hurried back to his desk. She smirked in triumph and continued playing rock, paper, and scissors with her cousins.

When math was over, Percy walked through the hallways to get home, but froze when he saw Annabeth waiting near the Gym for him. He unfroze himself and like a spy, he snuck around the lockers, trying to avoid her.

When Annabeth heard the bell ring for the end of the day, she quickly got ready. She had always wanted to know what had caused the scars...

Annabeth saw that Percy Jackson had shorts on for the first time in ages. She glanced at his legs and saw the scars. She gasped as she saw the dried blood clinging to his legs like it belonged there.

Annabeth had wanted to ask him about them but forgot all about it when Katie Gardner asked her a question.

But now that Clarisse had reminded her unintentionally she remembered the question. She had scribbled on a piece of paper saying that she wanted to meet him after school in the Gym.

Now she was standing there near the Gym and waiting for Percy. She heard a scuffling noise and turned around. No one. She narrowed her eyes suspiciously and followed the noise closely. It seemed to stop at the entrance. She peeked out and saw Percy attempting to escape.

"Percy Jackson!" She yelled, and he slowly turned around.

Looks like I'll have no choice but to go to the Gym then... Percy thought. He shuffled his feet over to the Gym with Annabeth following him angrily.

When they both had arrived, Percy got straight to the point.

"Look what do you want? I have to do something." He stated bluntly.

"Something? And why were you hiding?" Annabeth questioned.

Percy cursed himself at his stupidity. Again. What excuse should he use this time? He remembered his fake happiness at school.

"To eat a snack and buy some chocolates!" Percy blurted out, ignoring the hiding question.

Oh shit... Annabeth raised an eyebrow but ignored that 'something' and asked her question.

"Why did- do you have those scars?" She asked curiously.

This is not good, Percy thought grimly.

"I mean, sure people have scars but you have them all over the place!" She continued her rant.

Since Percy didn't have any excuse, he let her while thinking up of one right on the spot.

"I was walking a dog, but the dog was wild so I fell into a barbed wire fence and the wire scarred my legs." Percy had to admit, it was a pretty good excuse.

"Barbed wire fence?" She asked him.

"Look, why do you care anyway!" He yelled.

"I'm just curious Seaweed Brain!" She yelled back.

Percy knew she had called him a nickname but he refused to reply with one of his own comebacks. Instead he just retorted with something different.

"You're curious?" He asked incredulously. "I don't even see why you care!"

"How do you know?" She said angrily.

"In the cafeteria, someone tripped me. Instead of helping me up, you laughed like everyone else! And you were like an advertisement for a free show: Percy Jackson made a fool out of himself!" Percy finally exploded, he forgot about his facade, but luckily Annabeth just ignored him.

"Even for your face?" Annabeth kept on pressing him.

"What?" He responded, trying to calm down.

"The barbed wire. Did. It. Hit. Your. Face?" She spelled it out slowly as if he was three years old.

"Yeah. Look I really need this chocolates and snacks!" He said desperately. "And I'm not a damn kindergartener!"

He was lying about the snack and chocolate part but if he wasn't home soon, Smelly Gabe was good with a whip.

Annabeth shook her head, her curly blond hair flying around her. "Nu uh. What's going to happen if you don't get your snacks?"

"I'm not going to be hyper anymore." He lied smoothly.

"And that's a problem?" Annabeth asked.

"Yup. Anyway, see ya!" Percy waved and ran out the door.

"Wait!" She hollered but he pretended he didn't hear her.

Only five more minutes until Smelly Gabe would have his whip out. Percy prayed to any god he knew that he could run ultra speed so that he could make it. Come one! Percy screamed in his mind. Please!

After running for a few minutes, Percy was almost out of breath but he wasn't there yet. There was only one minute left, and Percy was sweating like crazy. He glanced at his watch but admitted defeat. Gabe was never one for counting seconds. Always minutes, hours, days, weeks, etc.. But never seconds. Double shit, Percy thought as he walked in the apartment slowly.

Meanwhile Annabeth was staring off into the blank space that had once shown Percy Jackson. She stamped her foot in annoyance. She hated not knowing anything. Percy Jackson was a mystery, but she was determined to figure it all out. Who uses 'I need to eat snacks, and buy chocolate. Oh you want to know why? I'm not going to be hyper anymore' as an excuse anyway?

A/N: Ok, I really need to know if Annabeth is going to be a friend or enemy. I can't update if I don't know what she's going to be. I'm not the person that forces to review but I need this for the story.