The boy who grew up

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I glanced at Annabeth shyly, her mesmerizing princess curls bounced as she laughed at the cheesy movie. I tugged the blanket closer to my face in case she saw the blush creeping along it. A smile tugged at her lips as she popped another piece of popcorn into her mouth. Yes, I Perseus Jackson love Annabeth Chase. But of course with my luck, she is currently dating Luke C. He is a good looking football player, perfect grades, a ton of money, everyone loves him...except me. Now it's not only because he has Annabeth wrapped around his finger but he has a personal vendetta against me. What could I do? A scrawny wimp like me, to a tough football player like him? I already knew that Annabeth was out of my league. At age 14 Annabeth was already the most beautiful girl in the entire school and had boys fighting over her like animals. She has the most beautiful blonde hair that curls naturally, as I said earlier, princess curls. Her vivid grey eyes are extremely intimidating yet stunning, she has zero freckles, zero blemishes, and an athletes body. She's tall but fortunately I'm a bit taller.

"What are you looking at seaweed brain?" Annabeth teased, causing me to blush furiously. Don't act creepy, don't act creepy. I chanted in my mind over and over again.

"Spider!" I blurted out without thinking, curse my ADHD! Annabeth jumped off the couch and hid behind it making the popcorn bowl fly into the air. Popcorn rained on to our heads and if possible Annabeth freaked out even more, "WHERE IS IT!" she shrieked looking around the room with fearful grey eyes. Her knuckles had turned white from clutching the back of the sofa so hard. Popcorn stuck into her curls as she looked from side to side, searching for the imaginary spider. I did kinda feel bad about Annabeth freaking out, but I would rather her do this then catch me starring at her. Her eye's got even wider as realization hit her, I lied. She narrowed her eye's at me, popcorn still stuck in her long blonde hair. The sight made me feel afraid, yet humored at the same time. I began laughing at her freak out and at her, "WHERE IS IT!" I mocked and began laughing at her even more angry expression, "Your dead Jackson." she hissed once my laughter stopped. My eyes widened and I ran to my room.

I was hopeing I could get in and lock the door before Annabeth could catch me. She was never one to make empty threats. I made it to the top of the stairs before a hand grabbed the collar of my shirt. I gagged as the fabric rubbed roughly against my throat. Annabeth had easily caught up to me and began dragging me downstairs towards the kitchen. I began to panick because I knew she never took arachnid jokes lightly.

Instead of a beat down in which I prepared myself for, she plopped me down into a chair and shoved a math book into my hands. I mentally groaned forgetting that she was here to help me with math, not to hang out like old times. Ever since she met Luke she hasn't been the same, she's been a bit cold towards me at school. She stopped sticking up for me if I was verbally abused, she didn't eat with Grover, Nico, and I anymore. She barely acknowledge me while she clung to Luke, swooning at his good looks.

Did she not see the pain he gave me physically and mentally? The evident horror in my gaze as I watched him walk by? The scars and bruises that were unmercifully bestowed upon me? It cut me to the core just to see her with him. He knew it to, he would flaunt her in my face while he and his friends beat me up in the boys bathroom. He would boast on how great of a girl she is as he spat on me and kicked me in the face. I tried to tell Annabeth what he was doing but she insisted that I was just jealous, she just thought I had an innocent crush on her but she was wrong. I love her.

I sighed and flipped the book open, Annabeth is a brain and is probably smarter then most of the teachers as well. I suck at anything educational except Greek class. It kinda hurt that Annabeth only came over to tutor me all the time, never sticking around to hangout. Today was the first time in months that I had convinced her to watch a movie with me before studying. I remember when we were 8 and always had play dates and pillow fights. Everything was so simple, we were so care free.

"I'm going to the bathroom." she announced and gave me a quick smile before leaving. I felt slightly dazed at seeing her perfect white teeth and mentally slapped myself for sounding like a love struck fool, which I was. There was a beep and I realized Annabeth left her phone on the table. I glanced around the room before checking the text she got. Ya ya, I'm nosy but I'm bored and curious. What I didn't realize was at the time, those were two very dangerous combinations