"Distance means so little when someone means so much."

Percy moved half way across New York for a better life, that means working out more and living on the 16th floor. He's always been afraid of heights but with Jason there, things aren't so bad. We're not /that/ high up....right?

Despite Annabeth knowing how the night could turn to a disaster, she forgets to check her pockets before fleeing Jason's house. Now she's stranded Percy at Jason's house and, knowing Percy's luck, tonight would be the night he broke. ~~~~~~~ This was originally going to be a oneshot. But I can't leave anything alone. So here is my three chapter baby story. (plus Epilogue by popular request) (And Various extras)

Percy Jackson's sick of expectations, of what he's supposed to be. But he knows that that's what everyone wants to see and he can't risk ruining how people see him. He'd lose all his friends if they knew the truth, that he was madly in love with Jason Grace. But soon all the pressure to be someone else builds up and he breaks down.

Percy's always lived in the shadows no matter what he did. Nobody saw, nobody cared- and when they paid attention, he didn't get any good attention. He never cared what they thought, so why should he now? Living with someone that only hurt him, he struggles to cover up the scars. Makeup can only go for so much-it's time to get creative. JERCY STORY Cover is MINE Any PJO and HOO characters are not mine and belong to Rick Riordan.