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Hi peoples!

I am happy and proud to announce that I will be making a return to fanfiction writing!

I will hope to have at least one story or chapter up per week.

Without further ado, let me introduce "The Cure For a Broken Heart"

Enjoy! and please review!

-SOS

Annabeth POV:

I was so excited. My plane was about to land in New York City, where I would finally get to see my friends again! And I would get to see Luke, too!

Luke was my boyfriend. We had been together for a long time when I got accepted at the internship in Greece. He promised me he would never forget me and he would be waiting for me at the airport when I got back. I had been waiting a long time for that moment ever since I left New York six months ago.

Finally, after what seemed like hours of torture, the pilot announced that we were about to land. I waited until we were on the ground, then jumped out of my seat. I was one of the first ones out of the plane. I rushed through security and grabbed my check-in bags. I was so, so, so excited to finally see Luke.

I arrived at the pick-up center out of breath from running so much and looked around. Luke was nowhere to be found. Instinctively, I reached for my cell phone and dialed his number. But even after seven tries, he wouldn't pick up.

So I did the next thing I could think of- I called his mom. She picked up on the first ring.

"Annabeth! What a surprise! What can I do for you?" were the first words I heard.

"Um...Luke said he would be here at the airport to pick me up, and he's not, and he won't answer his phone." I was surprised at how vulnerable my voice sounded.

Mrs. Castellan's voice changed to one of sympathy. "Oh, honey, he didn't tell you?"

Tell me what? I wondered.

"He's got himself a new girlfriend now. I think he forgot all about you. He's sleeping over at her house tonight, that's why he's not answering the phone."

"Oh..Okay. Thanks." Hands shaking, I hung up the call.

Tears fell silently down my cheeks as I searched for the exit. I couldn't see, I couldn't breathe. I just wanted to collapse in someone's arms. But there was only Luke, and he wasn't even mine anymore.

I sat down on a bench and began to cry, huge sobs that shook my body back and forth. I wondered what the other people thought of a random girl crying alone in an airport.

Speaking of other people, I felt a hand on my back. "Are you okay?"

I looked up. A boy who looked about my age stood above me. He had black hair and sparkling sea-green eyes. He seemed concerned.

"No. Yeah. Who are you?" I asked, wiping my face with a tissue.

"I'm Percy Jackson. Do you need anything?"

"Um, I need a ride home, but you're a complete stranger so..." I trailed off helplessly.

"Actually, you were in my class in third grade. You sent me a really adorable card on Valentine's Day. It said "Will you marry me?" on it. You were the only one who wrote that neatly, so I figured out it was you." Percy smiled.

"Oh. Well then, I guess you could give me a ride," I said uncertainly.

He laughed. "Come on, let's go. I have your bags."

I glanced over and saw that he was carrying all my luggage. I knew at that point that he was serious about driving me home.

We walked to the parking lot. He put the bags in the trunk, and instructed me to sit in the passenger seat.

We drove in silence over the crowded highways until I was about to drift off to sleep.

"Percy," I asked, waiting until he nodded to show he was listening to continue talking. "Why were you at the airport?"

He frowned. For a second I thought I had done something wrong, but he still answered me.

"I was there to pick up my mom, but her plane is delayed. It comes in tomorrow morning."

I closed my eyes, signaling the end of the discussion. Then I had another thought.

"Percy, how come you still remember me from third grade?"

By that time we had almost reached my apartment.

He took his time calculating his response, so that we were parked outside my building when he finally answered.

"Well, Annabeth, the reason I remember you is because I really liked you."

My eyes widened. "Really?

He mumbled something under his breath that I couldn't catch.

"What?" I asked, leaning closer.

"I still do, okay?!" he exclaimed.

And then he kissed me deeply on the lips. At first I was surprised, but then I started to kiss back.

Suddenly, he pulled back.

"I'm sorry, Annabeth. I just can't do this right now. I know you don't like me anyway," he said, turning away from me.

"But I do, Percy! I really do." I was startled at the words coming out of my mouth, but I realized I actually meant them. Percy could be my cure for a broken heart.

"I guess if you really do..."

We exchanged numbers and then he let me out of the car.

"Bye!" I called, waving as he drove away.

I really believed Percy could cure my broken heart.