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Chapter 6

For Annabeth it was a different evening all together but still bad all the same. Her dad was still worrying about the knuckle and she had been pondering about the topic that can't slip out of her mind: Percy Jackson.

Not to mention the fact that her stepmom was being a bit of an idiot.

"How's the knuckle?" Her stepmom asked, her words sugarcoated with sweetness that disgusted Annabeth.

"Fine." That was the only word they heard out of Annabeth that evening.

And that's the only word you're going to get, Annabeth thought to herself. She slowly picked at her food, and decided to eat only one potato. She held her fork barbarian style, her five fingers of her hand completely holding the side of the fork, and stuffed the entire roasted small sized potato in her mouth. The potato was slightly warm, and wasn't that big, so it was perfect for her mouth to savor. And the best thing was that she knew how much it annoyed her stepmom.

And Annabeth was right. Her stepmom gave her a disapproving stare, but she chose to ignore it.

"Annabeth dear. Please hold your fork nicely." Her stepmom said, completely forgetting about the sugarcoated words.

Annabeth ignored her and continued stabbing potatoes, until only one was left. She was never one for being dramatic, and annoying to her stepmom, but she wanted to annoy her stepmom while eating the last potato. So that's why, seconds later after Annabeth planned her innocent prank, she found her stepmom with a potato stuck to her forehead.

Yes, Annabeth had flung her potato at her stepmom. And right now, it stuck to her forehead like a unicorn.

"Excuse me," Annabeth said, brought her plate to the counter, and went to her room.

When she arrived in her room, she sighed in relief. She had wanted to do that in a while. She laughed a little before taking her darts and threw them at a picture. A picture of her stepmom. Now there were real horns stuck there. Darts hung of her chin like a goatee. She got a dart stuck between her stepmom's eyes, which meant that she had immediately died. Finding no real pleasure in a dead person to throw darts at, she went to get another picture.

However, Annabeth found a picture she thought she had hidden away. It was a picture of her, Luke, and Thalia, when they were on the run. Those were the good days. You could see her smiling a real smile. One that I haven't done in ages, Annabeth thought sadly.

Annabeth put the picture back in the box and searched around for more pictures. She wanted the old days back. The days where they were on the run. The days where, even though she didn't remember it or it didn't happen, she wanted her mom. Her real, biological mom. She wanted those days so badly.

Even if she was angry at Luke for changing sides, Annabeth still liked him. Not love, but like, as in 'wants to be a friend' like. But they couldn't be friends. She had refused to be, and regretted the decision right after.

It was after school, and was supposedly normal for Annabeth. But she had a gut instinct that something was wrong with Luke. She sprinted along throughout the hallways, ignoring the protest of the janitor to 'not run in the hallways' and went inside a room. There, right in the middle of it, was Luke, her best friend getting a tattoo. But not any tattoo. TITAN was carved on his skin with a searing hot metal. Luke didn't scream but instead gritted his teeth as the metal that he was holding carved his skin.

"Luke..." Annabeth trailed off.

"Annabeth!" Luke stood up quickly, just as the last letter N was written, and the metal fell to the ground with a clatter. "What are you doing here?"

"I..." Annabeth's mouth felt dry. "What are you doing here?"

"Nothing," Luke replied hastily.

But they both knew he was lying.

"You're changing sides?" Annabeth finally found herself being able to talk.

Luke sighed. There was no point in hiding it since he had the words TITAN written in huge lettering on his arm. And he was wearing a T-shirt.

"Why?" Annabeth cried.

"What have the gods ever done for us Annabeth? When we were on the run, Hermes didn't even send something!"

"The gods can't snap their fingers and then POOF, the object appears just like that Luke!"

"Your mother could have sent an owl to deliver the package!"

And then suddenly as if it was an old reunion, Thalia came barging in.

"What happened? I heard some yelling and-" Thalia's smile faded.

"What a reunion eh?" Luke chuckled nervously.

"What happened?" Thalia repeated her question.

"That's what I want to know!" Annabeth huffed.

"Hey wait! What's that on your arm?" Thalia raised her voice. "Does that say TITAN? I hope it says THE TAN Luke, because I'm going to kill you if it isn't."

"Yeah, it says THE TAN, yeah." Luke lied, and chuckled nervously again.

"No it isn't! It says TITAN!" Annabeth yelled, and grabbed Luke's arm to show Thalia.

Thalia's eyes widened in surprise. No, she thought. It couldn't be possible. Luke would never do that to us! But a nagging feeling in her mind told her otherwise.

"Show her Luke!" Annabeth yelled. "Show her that you broke your promise!"

"Thalia..." Luke looked at Thalia pleadingly, as if begging her to believe that he would never do such a thing.

"No." The answer came seconds later. "You joined the Titans's, its over. You promised us that you would never do that to us. You lied. Our friendship is over."

Thalia walked out of the room with tears threatening to fall down. That only left Luke and Annabeth.

"Annabeth please..." Luke begged.

And that was the final choice. She could have said yes and get everything over with. But looking at his eyes, and reliving every memory and promise, she had to alternate the word.

"Forget it." The words came out only thirty seconds after the word no.

Annabeth stormed out of the room with her eyes brimming with tears. When she turned a corner, she gave up and let all the tears come streaming down her face.

And now Annabeth regretted it. She wanted to go back in time to change her answer. But couldn't.

A/N: Well, a much faster update than before but don't expect it again. Also people want me to do percabeth. I don't really like romance so you can see that writing it will be stupid. I will do a tiny bit of romance in the end, but not mushy stuff. But don't blame me if it's bad. I hope you guys like the story so far on a different note!