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Dear No One,

Today's the first day I went back to school after the hospital and it wasn't fun. I have so much work to make up and with the teachers not knowing my situation, I have no extra time to do it.

The teachers seemed stricter and the students meaner. When I accidentally feel asleep in class (because of my meds to keep the tumors from growing in sizes. A side effect was drowsiness), Mrs. Howell gave me a detention. She has a no sleeping in class policy.

The only good thing about the day was Percy believe it or not. Ever since the hospital, we've been seeing each other all the time. He even sits with me at lunch now, which would have been unthinkable a week ago.

Percy can proudly say he got a B+ on his most resent math exam. He told me when we were in study together. The tutoring has payed off and Mr. S was very happy.

Percy heard about my detention. Well I guess everyone heard about it. It's not everyday you hear that straight A+ Annabeth Chase got a detention. Luckily, Percy is going to stay with me to make sure I get home okay. Isn't he the sweetest?

But I'm not in the cafeteria right now hanging out with Percy (where I should be), I'm in the girl's bathroom bawling my eyes out. I passd my breaking point and this last stunt Drew pulled pushed me over.

Why are the girls so cruel? I never did anything to them but they think it's okay to rip up my stuff. Is there a big glowing neon sign saying, 'Pick on this girl. She hasn't been through anything'? Usually these things don't affect me but they ripped up the last letter I had from Luke.

Drew just came up to my locker grabbed the letter out of my hand and tore it into pieces. She then dropped the pieces to the floor and dug her heel into them. Drew made some rude comment, flipped me off and walked away.

What a bitch. (Pardon my French)

To make matters worst, it is his anniversary. It's not some happy anniversary, no it's the anniversary of when Luke died. I don't know the details of what happened. I only know two things. One, it was classified and two, he died saving five of his comrades. Luke sacrificed him self for the greater good.

So I like to remember him on this day. He made a difference the day he died and I like to remember that.

Don't get me wrong it's still sad as hell (hence why I am in the bathroom).

The bell rang and I still stayed in here. I guessed I was missing chemistry. I was just about done with my second round of crying when I heard the bathroom door open. I stayed as still as I could. I wasn't sure if it was just a random girl or Drew coming back to cause me more pain.

In the end it was someone entirely different. Someone I never expected to see in the girls bathroom. If the situation was any different, I would have found it down right hilarious.

"Annabeth. Annabeth, are you in here?" Percy called out.

"Yeah, I'm here." My voice came out hoarse and scratchy.

"I never thought you would be playing hooky." He laughed and started moving more towards my stall. "Why don't you come out? We can go get food or something."

That's when I found my self sitting outside of the local Mc Donald's eating fries from Percy's tray. We were there for ten minutes in dead silence before Percy asked the prying questions.

"Why did you skip? You usually can tolerate chemistry." He ate another fry.

When Percy says I 'usually can tolerate chemistry', he means I have an unatural high tolerance for the crappy teacher the school decided was fit to teach our class. Chemistry is actually fun when there is a substitute.

I shrugged "Something came up."

"Bull shit." That made me look up. I starred into those sea green eyes. He saw right through me.

"Someone died today didn't they." He figured part of it out. I just nodded.

"Your mother?" I shook my head no. Of course he would guess that. It was logical even though he has never been even close to logical with his school work.

"Who then?" Was he ever going to let this go? Percy kept starring at me waiting for me to crack, waiting for my walls to crumble. He knows he shouldn't push me but he does.

"Have you ever lost someone fighting in a war?" The question took Percy by surprise.

"I'm not sure. My mother doesn't like to talk about her family and I no nothing about my dad's side. So I'm going with no."

"I have." Percy got the message loud and clear. I told him a little bit but that's all he was going to get.

Percy said something else. I thought he was going to ask me again but he said something I was not expecting.

"Why do girls get to have a bench in their bathroom? It's totally not fair." You could hear the hint of whining and disbelief in his voice. I just laughed

We made it back in time for the last period of the day, gym. I don't even know why I bothered, it's not like I could participate at all. I just sat on the sidelines watching everyone else run the warm up and play kickball.

I guess there are some silver linings with cancer. I will never have to play a sport or take gym class ever again. Yet I still have to go to detention, which is where I found myself after gym class.

I came over Percy's apartment to tutor some more. I was reading my book, Percy was working on some problems when he asked me something.

"Are you going to prom with anyone?" I looked up from my book. Our school was a little different. Instead of having prom in May, the school board decided to hold it in December.

Don't ask me why they decided on that. Insted of going to prom on a nice cool spring day/night in May, us students now have to face the freezing cold tempatures of December while possibly battling snow.

"No. Are you?" He looked down for a moment, his black hair falling in front of his face. He looked like he was trying to think of something to say.

"A few people asked me. (Translation: the entire girl population of high school minus one). But I haven't asked anyone." Percy said.

"Oh?"

"Yeah. I just haven't found the right girl to go with yet. But if we don't go with anyone, which I'm a hundred percent sure I won't, will you go to prom with me... as friends of course?" The 'as friends of course' seemed like an after thought, almost like he didnt mean it.

I was truely beyond shocked so I just numbly said yes (Percy smiled at this) and made an excuse to go home. When I closed my bedroom door, I screamed (of joy) as loud as I could. What turned out to be one of my worst days is now one of my best.

Seven days till prom...

Thanks for listening,

Annabeth Chase

Another sunday, another chapter:) I hope you guys like this one too. The next chapter is going to focus on the prom and the next chapter after that is one of my favorites so I can't wait to post chapter 8. I'm getting ahead of myself:) This author note is quick because High School Musical 2 on Disney channel is calling my name:)

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