No More Goode Days

Chapter 3 (also hi)

GUYS IM BACK.
AND IM REALLY SORRY.

FUCKING HELL
I
AM
SO

S O R R Y

i went through a lot of shit...and i totally forgot about this story tbh.

but

since i literally have no friends, im just gonna update all my stories.

...yep.

Anyways, heres your update, please love me?

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Annabeth woke with a blinding headache and an excruciating pain in her arm.

She looked down at her right arm and let out a squeak of pain. And leaned against the stone wall. She seemed to be in some sort of...jail? She observed her surroundings, find that she had a sword and a backpack. Next to her was an ace wrap.

'should i trust it or not?' eventually she gave in and, after crying silently and blacking out from pain several times, wrapped her wrist tightly. 'Why is it always me who breaks stuff!?'

Annabeth stood up and walked over to the bag and sword, then examined the contents.

2 bottles of water, 5 granola bars, pads (Annabeth leaned back for a second as her face scrunched in bewilderment), 14 sticks of gum, two extra shirts, several pieces of wire, a bottle of aspirin, and finally, one role of duck tape. She took two pills with her water then closed her eyes to figure out what to do.

"Okay wait a goddamn second. Who the hades is testing me right now?" she walked over to the cell door and sighed. How was she supposed to get it open!? She groaned as her arm moved and she thought for a moment on how to hold her arm steady and how to open the jain cell.

"OH!" she dove for the bag and pulled out one of the shirts and a piece of wire. Annabeth used her sword to cut the shirt how she needed it, then tied the fabric with her teeth and left hand. She slung it over her left shoulder, then placed her arm in the pocket. "Damn im smart." She then used the wire to open the cell (which took 10 minutes of grunting, swearing, and kicking the bars) until she finally heard the click. She pushed it open quietly then stepped out.

Annabeth held her sword tightly and began wandering around to find an exit.

That is, until her enemy showed up.

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Percy woke in a cold sweat, falling out of his bed and sprinting through camp to the lake. He dove in and rested at the bottom to gather his thoughts. That dream must have been real... It had to be.

Which meant Annabeth must need some help!

Percy sprinted to Jasons cabin. He opened the door without knocking and shook the son of Jupiter wildly.

"Jesus christ Perseus. What do you want?" He grumbled angrily.

"Annabeth needs help." His voice cracked and Jasons eyes opened automatically.

"Well then lets round up our friends and get her that help. Did you pack a bag?" He asked in a fatherly tone.

"No...Ill go do that. Get Piper, Leo, Nico, Travis and Connor-"

"I know P-man. Shut up and go pack."

Percy smiled and ran out, then shuffled through his cabin to find his backpack and filled it with necessary items. Ambrosia and Nectar. Three extra shirts. Two pairs of pants. Some cookies (shut up cookies are always a necessity.) a handful of drachmas. Money. And finally, his favorite picture of him and Annabeth, which had a spell on it so that it would never wrinkle, never fold, and never fade.

His eyes closed and he held the picture tightly before whispering to himself. "Im coming for you Annabeth. I promise."

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HAIIIIIII

IM NOT DEAD

HOLY SHIT ITS AMAZING RIGHT!?

okay but im so sorry. i was really busy and school and homework and people

i hate people

and shit

and im sorry.

also ive been on my other account for a while to update those stories but HEY. IM HERE NOW!!!!!

im so fucking sorry.

Please dont hate me.

heres your short update.

ill update again.... whenever i can.

im sorry.