The life of Annabeth Chase (a Percy Jackson Fanfic)

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Hey guys. I bet you are wondering why this is late. It's not because of school or anything it's actually been finished for a few weeks now. It's because the last chapter only had two comments. And they were by the same person about how I misspelled Piper once. Now we usually are ok writing this with only a few comments. But that was ridiculous. The next chapter will only be posted if this one gets at least five comments that are not about how I misspelled something. Now enjoy.

Nico P.O.V

"I feel terrible, am I an awful person?" Hazel's worried face rested in her hands.

"No Haze, of course not." I said to the computer monitor.

She had been going on for about an hour, I tried to comfort her at first but now I was just getting annoyed.

"I thought I was doing the right thing!" She practically whined.

You might call me a bad person, but I was fed up. "If you feel so bad why don't you stop feeling sorry for yourself and do something nice for her?" I rolled my eyes.

She looked at my annoyed face and had the decency to look sheepish. "Yeah I guess that would be a good idea, but what should I do?"

"Do I have to come up with all your ideas," I complained.

"Oh! Friendship necklaces!" she said excitedly.

"Are you twelve?" I raised an eyebrow.

"No, I just thought it would be nice." she huffed, pouting at me.

"You said she likes baking, right?" She nodded. "So maybe you should set her up with a job. Your friend Katie works at Olympia cafe right? Then she gets money and opportunities to meet friends." I'd given up on being stubborn, if I didn't suggest something I just knew she'd end up making the fucking friendship bracelet.

"That's brilliant, thanks! Oh, I gotta go." She smiled and hung up the Skype call.

I looked down at my phone; 8:30. Crap! I was late for meeting Will at the park.

I put on my hoodie and shuffled outside of my dorm. I closed the door only the find a note taped to it with my name on it. I stuck it in my pocket and hurried outside into the autumn air.

Solace was there waiting on a park bench, in a honey yellow sweater with a black scarf, he looked up when he heard me coming.

His face seemed to fill with an emotion that I couldn't quite pin down.

"Thought you weren't coming for a bit death boy." He smirked.

"Almost wasn't Solace." This was partly true, I had debated weather or not I was going last night, but Hazel made me promise to when I passed it by her an hour ago before she started whining about Drew.

He grinned but it faded as he saw my face, "Oh."

"So what's this whole 'big plan' thing about?" I asked as casually as I could. He wouldn't tell me where we were going and I really wanted to know. Which was the reason I came, not anything else.

"If I told you it wouldn't be a surprise!" he sung.

"You never said it was a surprise before." I said bluntly, hoping he'd get flustered. He was pretty cute when he got flustered- no wait! Not cute, just fun to watch.

But he kept cool. "Details, details!" he scoffed smiling his Solace-y smile.

He held up a bright yellow bandana, (gods what is it with this guy and yellow) and before he could speak I jumped in wit a warning, "Don't you even think about putting that thing on my head."