A/N: OMG! I'm soooooooooooooooooo sorry that b4 I published the wrong chapter! That was chapter two of a different story...awkward...anyway...here's the REAL story.

So...this is a one-or-two-or-maybe-three-or-more-shot based on Cher Lloyd's Want U Back.

Don't own PJO or this song.

"Annabeth!" screamed Bella. "Annabeth!" She was running towards me waving some pieces of paper in her hands. She was running so fast it didn't look like she would be able to st-

Then she ran into me.

"Ow," I said.
"Sorry," said Bella. "But you have GOT to see these!"
She brandished the papers under my nose. I saw that they were photos. Photos of...of...no way...
I snatched them out of her hands. My jaw dropped. I looked up at her and she nodded furiously.
"The little..." I said.
"I know!" said Bella.
"I can't believe this!" I said. "They're kissing...underwater...in an air bubble!"
"Yeah," said Bella. "And people are saying that she even baked him a cupcake. WITH BLUE ICING!"
"Ugh!" I exclaimed.
"Yuh-huh!"
"Nuh-uh!"
"Yuh-huh!"
"That little bitch..." I said.
"What about Percy?" she said. "It's not like he stopped her."
I thought about that for a second. She was kinda right. But...I don't know. I didn't want to blame him.
"He seems pretty happy in those pictures," Bella pointed out.

If life was a cartoon, steam would've been pouring out of my ears.

"I...hate...him," I said, crumpling the pictures.

"You hate who?" said someone behind us.

I turned around. "Oh, hi, Percy. Just...uh...umm...Mm..Mitt Romney."
If I was lucky, he wouldn't know who that was.
And if he was lucky, I wouldn't rip off his head right now, especially considering who was standing next to him.

"Hey, Drew," I said. "Love your jeans."

Apparently, she didn't pick up the sarcasm. Because those jeans? Ug-ly.

Unfortunately, Percy did pick up the sarcasm. "Annabeth..." he said warningly.
"What?" I said all innocent like.
"Hey, Drew, can I talk to Annabeth alone for, like, a minute?" he asked the little bitch.
Drew sighed. "Fine," she said. She gave me the evil eye, then kissed Percy, just to let me know that he was hers.
Pffft.
"Okay," he said when she was out of earshot. "What's going on?"
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"Why are you treating Drew like that?"
"I...ugh." It was no use lying to him. He knew me too well. "Bella showed me these pictures." I smoothed out the pictures and showed them to him. He went red.
"Oh."
"Yeah," I said. I smiled a little. "De ja vu, right?"
"Right." Oh, thank gods. He did remember!
Then he asked the dreaded question. "Are you...jealous?"
My eyes widened. "What the...n-no! No way! Definitely not!" I realised I sounded like a stammering idiot, so I had better say something cool to make up for it. "Come on. She ain't got nothing on me. Why would I be jealous?"
He laughed. "Come on, Annabeth. I can tell when you're lying."

Ah, that awkward moment when your ex is the guy who was your best friend for years.

"I...I just don't think it's the best thing to do to go around sticking your tongue in random girls' mouths."

As soon as I said it, I knew that it had made him at least a little bit mad. Then he replied and, for the first time since I can remember, I was absolutely speechless.

"You didn't seem to have much of a problem when it was your mouth."

Then he turned around and ran after Drew.

And I just stood there, dumbstruck.

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