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~ANNABETH~

"Annabeth! Get down here, now!" I groaned. It was around 3 O'clock in the afternoon, and still no free time. I got up from my desk and and walked down the spiral starcase that lead from my room in the attic, to the kitchen.

"Yes?" I asked, making sure the annoyence in my voice was noticable.

'I have a big dinner planned today, and I need to you pick up theese things from the store. Then, there is a list of all the things you need to bake. When your finished, go get ready to serve me and my date. You understand?" I sighed.

"Yes."

"Yes, what?"

"Yes, stepmother." She smiled. Her real name was Jewell, but I was forbiden to call her that. Ok, let me fill you in on the back story. My mother died when I was at a young age, and my father ended up marrying some rich lady. She had two sons, Matthew and Bobby, and to her they were kings. Therefor, I was their personal servant. My father had left for Greece last year and never came back. We had recieved a letter in the mail months later saying that an ancient building he had been studying had crumbled to the ground, killing him in the process. Now, I'm a servant in my own home. Fun.

"One more thing. Iron the boys suits and make sure they are presentable." She said.

"I just ironed they're suits." I replied.

"Did I ask if you did it already? No! Do it agin!" My shoulders slumped as I grumbled back the usual, "Yes, stepmother." She shoved a list of food and a hundered dollars into my hand and I hurried out the door.

~Percy~

"Percy! Get down here, now!" Gabe roared. I groaned and rubbed my eyes. I sat up and limped down the steps.

"Faster! I don't have all day!" I limped faster.

"Yes, Gabe." I said. His hand collided with my cheek. It hit me so hard, I fell to the ground.

"What did I tell you about calling me that, boy?"

"Sorry, sir." I said quickly. I stood up, ignoring the flamming pain in my bright red cheek.

"Now, I need you to go to the store to get me my beer. Jewel won't let me bring any, so I want a large stock of it here and ready when I get home." He shoved a twenty dollar bill into my hand.

"Yes, sir." I said.

"Also, you are going with me to Jewel's. You will be serving us. I believe she has servants of her own, but I don't trust you enough to leave you alone in my house. You are not to speak with the other servants, or else." He made a fist, and I took a step back. I gulped.

"Y-yes, sir." I stampered. I hurried out the door.

Now, here is what had been going on in my life. My regular dad had died when I was young. Mom married that jerk just to wash away some of the pain of the loss. Gabe abused her so much, she eventually left. I, aparently not important in her life anymore, was left at the hands of the monster to moreless fend for myself. Now, I was a servant to him. Whenever I messed up or did something he didn't like, I was beat. It wasn't that bad, compared to when he was drunk. That's when I really got it. Oh joy, look who will be drunk tonight.

I was a little excited to go to dad's girlfriends house. I had never been inside someone elses house before, no joke. I hurried of to the store.

~Annabeth~

I stepped inside the store. Thank god the heater was on. Sure I had a coat, but it was a hand me down from Matthew, and way to small. I looked at the list.

-eggs

-milk

-flour

-butter

-caviar

-shrimp

-salad

-carrots

-cake mix

-tuna

-salmon

That wasn't even half the list. How did she expect me to make a huge dinner in only a few hours? Just another task that I can't complete. I rushed around the store, crossing each idem off the list when ever I found it. I was looking for salmon when I ran into someone.

"Sorry." I said, not even looking up.

After about a half hour, I was checked out and stepped into the cold air, ready to lug the fifty grochery bags home. Yay.

~Percy~

I stept into the warm store. Thank god, because it was freezing outside, and all I had was my regular blue t-shirt. That's right, no coat. Aparently Gabe didn't find it nessesary for me to be warm. Go figure. But I did have a black hat. It had long flaps on it, so it covered my swolling cheek. Good, because I didn't want to come up with another story about why I was black and blue.

I knew my way around pretty well, and headed straight to the back aisle, where the beer was. Lost in thought, I guess I didn't realize where I was going.

Smack! I ran right into a blonde hair girl. Her hair was, like I said, blonde, but it was also curly. She had firey gray eyes that cut threw you like a knife. She had on a orange t-shirt and a way to small red coat. Honestly, it looked a bit ridiculous on her. She had small diamond earring in her ears. As soon as I saw them I knew that she was probably rich, but then why the jacket?

"Sorry." I mummbled, as I walked by. She kept her eyes down, not even bothering to look up. Yup, definatly a rich kid. I grabbed about ten different boxes of canned beer and made my way to the front.

"Young man?" I heard. I turned around. The manager of the store was standing there.

"Yes, sir?" I asked.

"How old are you?"

"Fourteen, sir." I responded. I kept my eyes down, like I usually do while in public. If I looked up while Gabe was talking, well, let's just say it wasn't good.

"Young man, I'm sorry but you can't purchase that beverage." I sighed, then looked up. I took of the hat so the manager would know who I was. I've been here enought times that the staff pretty much knew me.

"Oh, Percy. I'm sorry. Go ahead, but may I ask, what happened to your face?"

My shoulders slumpt. "I said Gabe." I looked at Chiron, which was the managers name. He gave me a sincere look.

"Percy, you have to tell someone."

"No! Gabe will find out then I'll get it for sure! If I'm taken away, no one will adopt me. I'm fourteen! Nobody likes the teenagers." I said, panick in my voice. Chiron shook his head.

"Ok then, my lips are sealed. I swear. Now, go on."

"Thanks." I hurried up at the check out line and paid. I hurried home, before I got in trouble for being out to late.

There is the first chapter! Please, tell me what you think. Trust me, I have some good ideas for this story! Review please! Can we get, let's say 5-10 reviews by the next chapter? Thanks guys! I'll update by Sunday!