A/N Hi Peoples of this universe who are reading my story... this is the next chapter... well more like part 1 of the next chapter. This is basically Annabeth's background up until she meets Percy... So I really hope you enjoy... and please read the A/N at the end. Thanks!

Today started off relatively well, at least compared to most times. Well, it was as nice as it could get when you're living on the streets. Ya… I live on the streets. Everyone I love left me. My mother died when I was 7 leaving me with my father. Things were absolutely horrible, sure we were fine physically and financially, but emotionally, we were both heavily scarred. I was very close to my mother, she knew everything little thing about me, every secret, every problem I had… she helped me through them all… she was like my rock. I thought that after she died I would float away without her; I was so disconnected from everything.

My father was just as bad. He would never come out of his room and put everything in his work. He stopped caring about me, I had to do everything myself as he only catered to his needs. I learned to take care of myself at 7, I never had a childhood, I always had to act years older than I was in order to care for myself. Then one absolutely horrible day, my father came home drunk with a woman in his arms. As if he knew I was going to question him, he sent the woman upstairs and then gave me a horrible glare and threatened to not give me any food for a week if I went to his room and didn't go to sleep. I knew my father was depressed, but he never acted so cruel towards me, simply out of fear I nodded and ran to room and locked the door. As hard as I tried, I couldn't sleep due to all the sounds coming from my father's room. At that age I didn't know what exactly was going on, but I had an idea (I was a very curios child, how I found out is a story for another time) of what it was, but I couldn't believe he would ever do that to mom, so I chose to think it was just the T.V.

The following morning was nice for once, no yelling from my father to go make him something (he ended up making me do everything for him, as well as having to care for myself) or to get up. I got ready and was going to go to school when I noticed my father's car wasn't in the driveway. I assumed he finally decided to go to work and I ten walked to school. When I got home, his car wasn't there, which was very odd as he is always home when I get back from school. As I entered the house, I went to the kitchen to start on my homework. I realized I needed a ruler for the sheet, so I headed to my father's room to get it as he always has extra supplies. As soon as I entered the room, I noticed something was off. All of my father's stuff was gone, his clothes, papers, supplies, everything gone. I started panicking. I called my father but it said that number doesn't exist anymore. I decided to wait a bit, thinking I must have forgot his number.

It was 11 o'clock at night when I finally put 2 and 2 together; I was a very bright child. The missing belongings, no car, wrong phone number and him not being home can only mean something. He left. He left me at the age of 7 with just this house and nothing else, and if we didn't pay our rent for this month for the house, I wouldn't have a home either. I secretly hoped that even though he left me, he would still pay for me to have a place in. surprise, surprise, he didn't. I was kicked out and only had enough time to collect my belongings, which consisted of a few clothes, water bottles, as much food I could get and pictures of just me and my mother. I don't think I could ever face my father again or even see a picture of him. From that point onward I lived on the streets but still went to school, I needed to be able to have education so when I was old enough, I could work to pay for my necessities.

I changed my last name, I could no longer be a Chase, I didn't want anything to do with my father anymore; I took my mother's maiden name instead. Her name was Athena Williams; therefore my name became Annabeth Williams. I changed schools too, as everyone knew me at my previous school and therefore my cover wouldn't work. I stayed completely secluded from everyone. I only spoke to the teacher, and that's only when I was asked a direct question. I tried my hardest in school, I put everything in to studying, as a way of distracting my self from circumstances and came out top in every year.

My routine was the same everyday. I had managed to grab a sleeping bag from the house and I slept wherever there was space in the bag. Then I'd wake up, gather all my belongings and fine the closest public washroom finish my morning routine and change my clothes and head to school. Due to my minimal amount of rations, I only ate once a day and the meal usually consisted of some sort of fruit, a granola bar and water. This routine was fine until I ran out of food. That's when I started stealing. I used to nick from people's lunches and that's usually all I took. But then it slowly started becoming supplies like paper and pencils when I no longer had any of those, and as I came into 6th grade, it was clothes, as I no longer fit into the ones I had as a child. And on rare occasions, I took some money too for when I was at a all time low and desperately needed something I couldn't steal.

This routine continued all the way to sophomore year of high school. It would have gone for longer, if I hadn't bumped into a certain green-eyed boy and everything changed.

A/N WHAT DID U PEOPLES THINK!? Lemme know in the reviews k? Ok so i wanted to mention that all of this (other than the first 2 lines) are all of Annabeth's past, up until she meets Percy. This is part 1 of this chapter as I mentioned previously, and the next chapter will be her time with Percy and I will end the "trip to memory lane" either next chapter, or chapter 4 and get on with the day i mentioned at the beginning of the chapter (which is 2 years after Percy left). Well that's all for now!

Till next time,

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