Hello again! I'm back with another story. This one is once again a PJO story. I will still continue to write my other stories, but since I have a lot of ideas in my head, I'm posting them once I have at least one chapter done. I hope you like this story.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters, or The Fault In Our Stars. They belong to Rick Riordan and John Green.

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Annabeth's Point of View:

Anyone can see that most everybody in Goode HIgh, is all about getting the girl or boy. They believe that life is all about finding love and getting "it." I suppose the first part is true, but the second part isn't neccasary until marriage. I always believed that life was about establishing your identity, finding love, and keeping up with your studies, because if you don't, then your going nowhere in life.

In my life, there has always been only two purposes: keep up with your studies, and establish your identity. I've done pretty well with the first idea. I've always been a straight-A student, and have always gotten 100's on any test, except for once when I got a 98 in the third grade. I skipped two grades, and was about to skip a third, but I decided to not skip anymore. For me, this is the easiest thing to do. Unfortunatly, it won't get me anywhere until I establish who I am. That is the only thing keeping me from who I am going to be in the near future. I can't seem to speak up and tell the world what I am thinking. I will probably never be able to do so, but that doesn't mean that I can't at least try.

In school, I was always quiet. I never spoke out loud, not even to answer a question. I always thought that if I spoke out loud, then everyone would see me, and know that I existed. I want people to know who I am, but I'm always so shy. There is only one person who knows that I exist in the whole world. There is no one else in this world who knows who I am. No one at all. No one in my own family knows that I exist. My father is convinced that I am, was, just apart of his imagination. He used to love me, love me and buy me anything that I wanted as a child. That is, until he married Helen.

Helen is my step-mother, although I don't consider her as a mother figure. She only cares about my brothers, Bobby and Matthew, and my father. Every morning, she only sets the table for those three, and herself. Once, I thought that she finally remembered me, but truth was, she had set the table for my step-sister Rachel, or RED as I call her.

RED is a freshman at Fordham University, which is where Denzel Washington and Lana Del Rey graduated from. She's a journalist for the school, and she's the only person in all of New York who knows that I exist. Rachel is originally from California, but moved to New York when her father and Helen had a huge argument and called for a divorce. That's not the point though. The only point is that RED is the only person who actually cares about me.

The thing is though, that last statement was about to change. Drastically.

The morning that I had finished reading The Fault In Our Stars by John Green, I had realized something important. I had such a little amount of time left in this world. No, I don't have cancer, but that doesn't mean that nothing else could kill me. This world is full of things that could potentially murder somebody. You never know what could happen.

That specific morning though, there was something in store for me that I had never thought would happen. As I had said before, I was a straight-A student and had skipped two grade levels. I also had everything that you had to learn in high school, practically memorized. Therefore, I was the smartest student in the school, and therefore, could tutor anybody in any subject. So that very morning, when I got a call from Principal D., I wasn't stunned or surprised when they said that I was to tutor a senior. In fact, I was annoyed that I was distracted from my mourning of Augustus Waters, but I'm not one to be angry for long.

"Good Morning, Miss Chase. This is Principal D., from Goode High School, the school that you attend. I called to ask a favor from you."

Normally, Principal D. was as mean and rude as can be when he was around other students, but I was an exception because I had learned to remain on his good side. I had helped him when he need help with problems with the law, taxes, and babysitting his daughter and son, Rebecca and Tyler.

"Yes, hello sir. How can I help you?"

"Annabeth, I have received an email saying that one of our students needs a tutor. Since you are one of our most smartest students, we wanted to ask that you tutor this student. Could you do that Annabeth?"

I didn't know what to do. I mostly kept to myself, and didn't tutor students unless they didn't go to our school, or were younger students, like middel schoolers. I wasn't sure if I could tutor the person without freaking out and running out of the library. I had then remembered what I had learned from The Fault In Our Stars: There is a limited amount of time that you have in the world. Your time is even more limited if you have terminal cancer. If you want to really live and enjoy your life, make the most of it. So, I made the only choice that I thought would benefit me and my life: "Of course sir. I would be delighted to help."

I hope you like this.

Next update: June 25th, 2015. I will update every Thursday, unless otherwise indicated.

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