Annabeth was fuming, not only had her mother dragged her to Olympase just to complain to her, but she had ordered Annabeths forgiveness for abandoning her at 7! This woman had claimed to be her mother, but she was just another adult that had to keep her in line. She hated that her mother had ignored her for so long, she wanted to proof herself, show Athena that she was wrong for one. Only problem with your mother being the goddess of wisdom, was that she was always right! But Annabeth loved her heritage, camp half blood was the only place she belonged, most kids had problems with there immortal and mortal parents, it wasn't something that made you different. But Annabeth still hated her father, for abandoning her, for not loving her. But she hated her mother more, for forgetting about her, for not being there for her and most importantly for leving her with her father. But Annabeth loved them, because they where her parents.

Annabeth sunk down, laying against the ally wall. It was silent, except for the small dripping of pipe water. She just sat there, in the only dark and hiden part of Olympis. She sat there soaking in her thoughts. 'Why did she hate her father? Why was she so bitter toward her mother? Why did her dad have to marry such a monster as her step-mother? Why did people want to forget about her? Had she done something wrong?

Her long, blond hair hung like a curtain, hiding the silent tears that betrayed her. She hated her hair, it was so bland and common of an Athena child. The Aphradite campers all had layerd or curly hair that was vibrant and energetic, hers was straight and shredded, like she hadn't even brushed it. Not to mention her eyes, stone grey with nothing but boring grey in them. Not even a swirl of emotion could be seen in them, as dull as her hair. She hated her aperence, she hated her mum and dad for giving her that aperence.

Annabeth was stopped in her train of thought, by the light footing that gradually got closer. NO! She couldn't have found me, why would she try too? Im not important to her, as I? She questioned, as the figure gor closer, kneeling down beside her.

" are you okay?" a male voice whispered. She slowly lifted her head to be meet with the most captivating sea green eyes. They swirled with every shade of blue and green, making her hate her simple grey eyes even more.

The owner of these amazing eyes was a boy about her age, with choppy black hair . He was wearing a grey hoodie, and normal jeans, but still looked amazing as ever. Annabeth wondered if aphradite had blest him or something, but quickly told that side of her brain to shut up.

He continued to stare at her with those intense green eyes, untill she realised that he was waiting for a reply.

"im fine" she whispered back, looking down once again.

"your a terrible lier" he said, making her quite angry, who did he think he was, couldn't he see she just wanted to be left alone?

"just go away" she told him, edging her voice with annoyance.

"sorry, but you can't get rid of me that easy. What's up?" he asked, almost sounding concerned.

"non of your business, and if you won't go, I will!" No one cleared for her, so why should he? She thought.

Just then, the shouting of Athena calling her name cut off his come back.

"ANNABETH, SHOW YOUR SELF RIGHT NOW! I AM YOUR MOTHER, YOU COME TO ME WHEN I CALL FOR YOU!" she shouted, Annabeth could imagine her face an angry shade of red, just the thought made her shiver. The boy must have noticed because he spoke again, but in a caring and soft voice.

"I know a little place that she won't find you, I can take you there. Its only in the park, under a few widows." Annabeth considered this, she definitely didn't what to face her mum right now, but could she trust someone she just met?

She weighed out the pros and cons, getting too her feet and fallowing him back too the park. The boy leed her deeper into the forest, looking back once and a while too make sure she was following. Soon enough, she was led to a clearing by the flowing stream. The trees hung over, making the light shine through in slits to make patters on the floor. The air was chilly but warm, relaxing her tense mussels olmost instantly. The stream ran slowly, clear as grass, showimg the pebbled base of the stream. The boy had sat down- dipping his feet in the water edge. She quickly followed suite. The water was warm and tickled her bare feet.

"so, you want to talk about it?" the boy asked, she almost forgot he was there.

After some time of silence, the only noise the nature around them, she took a deep breath and began to explain.

"have you ever felt forgotten, like your just a shadow in the background. No one realising that your there?" she asked, but started up again before he could reply. "all my life, no one has wanted me, my own family had made it pretty clear that they don't want me, yet they demand me to forgive them. But why should I? As soon as I do, there just going to forget about me again, im going to be alone again. But suddenly they have an interest in me, like they want to make up for all the bad they have done! But they can't, they can't just magically pretend that the 12 years they missed are gone!" she was crying again, tears soaking her shirt. She didn't know why she was opening up to him, maby it was because she just needed to let it out, speek her thoughts. So far it wad working, with each tear drop she felt a clean slate appear. But soon the last of it came, her anger boiling over, testing her patients and reminding her of the hate she felt. "JUST BECAUSE SHE IS THE GODDESS OF FLIPIN WISDOM, DOSNT MEEN SHE CAN DO WHATEVER THE HADES THE WHANTS, AND GET WHAT EVER THE HOLY HESTIFUSE SHE WHANTS!" she shouted, felling her mussels combust, slowly crumbling into a ball. She had no energy to fight the tears, her eyes blurred up as ruvers of water poured out.

She cried and cried, begging the gods for mercy. As she shiverd and cried, two small but strong arms wrapped around her, letting her lean up against a muscular chest. She sobbed into the fabric of a t-shirt, as her hands her rubbed soothingly by another hand. She felt safe, being held by this person, they started to rub circles into her back, making her loose all structure and finely relax into their grasp.

As she caught her breath, the looked up to find her protector, only to be met with those same sea-green eyes as before. The stiffened slightly, but relaxed once again in his hold. Was it posibble that he cared for her?

"feeling better now?" he asked, looking down at her with a cocky smile.

She could have stood up and slapped him, storming of to face her mother ; she could have replied with a snarky comment, but she didn't. Instead she gave up on her prowedness and gave in, leaning in to his chest, she simply replied: "much... thank you", before closing her eyes. She wanted to stay like that forever. She then remembered her outbrake, how she didn't even know him! She looked down sheepishly before adding:" sorry, you must think im a mess, you've only just met me and already im crying like a baby!" she suddenly felt very ashamed of herself.

"its okay to cry, its natural. Anyway, I don't mind." he replied, looking up at the leaves with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

"so you don't hate hate me?" Annabeth questioned, wondering desperately if someone actually cared for her. The one person she thought that did, turned out to be a traitor to the gods and ran away from camp 4 months ago. She felt the same betrayal as she did from her parents and hardly ever let people in.

"why would I hate you?" he asked, looking back down with a confused expression.

"because im ugly, a cry baby and no one loves me! Im an angry time bomb with awfull parents and betraying friends, how would care for someone like me?" she asked, aiming most of it as herself.

The boy simply looked at her like she was from another planet, probably thinking she was a freak! Just like all the rest! she thought.

"of course I care for you, we might have only just met but I still know you enough to know that enyone that betrays you, is not worth your time, all parents are awfull- I know that from experience. Your judging yourself from other people's opinions that aren't even important and don't see you for the person you really are! Your not ugly, in fact if anything your beautiful! And like I said... its okay to cry." he finished, lifting her chin with his four finger and thump, to look her in the eye. He spoke out of concern and worry, but love and kindness. Annabeth admired his little speech, she usaly didn't take well to being corrected, but she could see only the truth in his eyes. He really did care!

All of a sudden he got to his feet, brushing of invisible durt."really sorry but ive got to go! im usually not aloud out, so I better not push my luck!" he explained, making Annabeth almost sad.

"wait! I never got your name, are u a demigod? I've never seen you at camp before!" she quickly asked, her want for knowledge kicking in.

"Percy Jackson," he stated, putting out his hand for her to shake. She quickly got to her feet and did the gesture.

"Annabeth Chase, Doughter of Athena." she said. She suddenly decided to ask the question that had played on her mind since she first saw him. "will I see you again?"

He plastered a lopsided smile on his face. She had found it annoying awhile ago, but now it made her giddy with joy.

"probably!" he answered, before running back into the forest, leaving her on her own in the clearing.

"probably!" she whispered, a small smile creeping up her face.

ta-daaaaaa! Chaptet 5 at your service. I had great fun writing this one, so thanks a lot! I always right them late aftet dinner so sorry if I missed any mistakes on the way. Hope you enjoyed.

thank you again!