Annabeth and RED's Threat

Heyyy. This is my first Fanfic! I welcome fire and compliments. I wish I could say I Don`t care what you think, but I need the fire to become a better writer (wish is my dream) and the compliments will help me not give up on this story. *Speech ended* . So anyway, I hope you like this story and enjoy it. Now read on!

Annabeth P.O.V

I was walking to school today with my best friend Thalia, instead of Percy. Since we live two blocks away from each other, he always takes me to school. But today I'm just too annoyed with him to actually talk to him. We had another fight yesterday. He was talking about the new girl again, he always brings her up in our conversations! I admit, I was just a tad jealous, but who wouldn't be? When your five year crush just can't stop talking about a girl he met in one day.

I bet he's with her right now. What was her name again? It's with a R. Robbin? No, Raquel? No. What is it?

"Hello! Earth to Annie."

"Don't call me that! I was just thinking," Annabeth snapped, but she smiled at her best friend.

"You're always thinking. About what- wait, who where you thinking about. Are you thinking about Percy?"

"Doesn't matter!" I snapped. "What about you? How's Nico?"

She blushes. Ha! Got her.

"Stop it! Go back to your thinking!"

So as I was saying. Percy's now talking about her all the time. About how pretty she is, how good she is at art. On his mind she's absolutely perfect! It- wait! It's Rachel! Yes, I remember.

As we enter the school, the bell rings.

"See you later, Thals."

"Bye," she says, then in a whisper, "Annie."

"Don't call me that!" But I was laughing.

I went to class, where I knew I was going to see Percy. I enter the class, expecting to see Percy saving a seat for me. Instead, I see Percy talking with a girl with a hoodie on. I couldn't see her face, as it was being hidden by the hoodie. But what bothered me the most was that she in the seat that was supposed to be mine! Anger flared inside me and I actually felt jealous. Percy was talking and laughing like if they have known each other since forever, instead of two days. I started walking over to them.

I know what you're thinking, I'll punch him since I'm so mad. Or that I want his pity. No, none of that, I want him to feel guilty, since I hate that feeling, but he hates it more.

So anyway, as I start walking up to them, Percy finally notices me. He shifts in his seat awkwardly and stares at me.

"I thought you were saving me a seat. Like you always do." I put a tint of sadness in my voice, to make him feel extra bad.

"Uh, uh. I'm sorry Annabeth. But I have to show Rachel around and thought that if I sat beside her today it would help me, uh, show her around."

"Fine Percy! Do what you want. Finally found my perfect replacement." In this one I didn't even have to fake my sadness. It was real and I really thought that what I said was true. He finally found a pretty replacement for me. He never really wanted to be my friend.

"Wait! Annabeth! That's not what I meant! I swear! What I mean is-"

I didn't listen anymore. Tears were forming in my eyes and threatening to go out. I sat as far away that I could from him. I hoped that what he said was true. That he hasn't replaced me.

I knew I was being overdramatic, and that my pride was getting the best of me. But all I could think about was the fact that Percy was moving on. In a week he probably won't even remember my name.

About a minute later the second bell rang. He didn't come to seat beside me and I could feel him staring at me a few times. Even caught him once. I felt extreme sadness. We always sit together in the back. He in the left and I in the right. It was my special seat. Our special seats.

Finally the bell rang to signify the end of class. I ran as fast as I could out the door and saw Percy trying to follow me, but was caught in the crowd. Sadly, I have most of my classes with him. Like my next class. At least Rachel isn't in this class, nor Thalia. But at least Nico is.

"Hey Nico."

I rushed to sit beside him. I saw Percy enter the class and I started talking to Nico. From the corner of my eyes I could see Percy look disappointed and he sat behind us. Dammit! Should've thought of that. The bell rings.

"Annabeth, I'm sorry that I didn't s-"

"Percy stop talking we're in the middle of class." I hissed.

To make sure he didn't talk anymore I gave him a death glare. He shut up. History was as boring as ever. Mr. Garingly just kept talking and talking about World War I. Finally the bell rang and I went to meet Thalia for free period. Again Percy tried to follow him, but the crowd stopped him. He started shouting at me to stop, but I kept going until he couldn't see me anymore. I met Thalia at the fountain, like always. She looked like hell, I could literally see smoke coming out of her nose and ears.

"Gosh Thalia, what happened?"

"Well, I saw this girl bullying some kids. I was on my way to English. So when I saw her, I ran down to her and slapped her. She shrieked and started shouting so that a teacher came. While she was screaming, I talked to the kids and asked them if they were okay. They said thank you and left. So when a teacher finally heard The red-headed girl, he came and asked what was wrong. She said I slapped with absolutely no reason and showed him the red mark. I said it was defensively but he didn't listen to me. He gave me a detention and said it was for one hour and that he would have given me more time but that this was my first warning. The girl left with a smirk and I left after that. To English class. What about you? Why do you look so sad?"

"Well I finally met perfect Rachel. But she had a hoodie on so I couldn't actually see her. She sat on my special seat beside Percy and I shouted rubbish at him so that he felt guilty. I guess It worked because he tried to follow me but I'm doing my best to avoid him. So I doubt I'll talk to him 'till lunch."

"Wow." She knows I like him so she changes the topic. "Did you see Ms. Cohen on that dress! She looked like a hooker!"

We both cracked up at this. We started walking to the next class so that we could sit next to each other. When we entered our classroom, Percy was inside, waiting for us. I did my best to avoid him but he already caught my arm.

"I'm sorry Annabeth. I know that I should've saved your seat. But it's just that I didn't want to be rude."

"Save it! Stop making excuses! You could've nicely told her that someone else already sits there. You know you could've done that! But no! You had to sit next to perfect Rachel and not even think about how imperfect Annabeth might feel! Save it! I don't wanna hear it! Why don't you go with perfect Rachel and hang out in free period!"

"Well she's got histo-"

"See what I Mean! Since she doesn't have free period with you, you don't hangout with her! If she were here you would be laughing with her and not caring about me at all! And don't deny it cause you know it!" I knew that what I said was a little cruel and mean. But I was mad. He replaced me!

"Annabeth! I do care about you and think about you it's just tha-"

"Save it!" I literally screamed at him. Then in a whisper, "just leave me alone." I accidentally said this with tear in my eyes.

When Percy saw that he reached for me but I stumbled away. I grabbed Thalia by the arm and ran as fast as I could.

"I'm sorry Annabeth!" But I wasn't listening anymore. Thalia and I entered the bathroom and I let the tears out. Thalia was comforting me while I sobbed. Finally there were no more tears and I dried what was left. Thalia and I left the bathroom and entered the classroom.

Later edit: If any of the original readers are rereading this for some reason and find it a little different, it's because I'm currently having a serious case of writer's block so I decided to go back and fix spelling, grammar, stupid stuff that made me cringe. But I didn't change that much. Anyways, New readers! Hello! I formally welcome you to my fan fiction! Thank you for clicking and leave a review if you want. Feedback is good. Constructive Criticism is very well appreciated, specially know that I'm fixing up the chapters. Blah blah blah, shut up, you useless thirteen-almost-fourteen year old author. Whatever, I am known for my continuous rants. So welcome new readers! And welcome back, old readers!