A/N: I want to write this because I am really aganist child abuse. They didn't do anything to desevre this. My heart goes out to all the children who have been hit by their parents. I hope that they get the right love they need. Thank you if you read this story. I love you all that do. You brightwn my day by commenting. I get happy just getting a new story follower. Thank you all. 3 _

You Are Loved.

Chapter 1

Annabeth's P.O.V.

Here is another day in my life. I wake up and get ready for school. I walk down stairs to see my dad passed out on the couch with a few beer bottles, some whiskey, and who knows what. I be as quite as I can not to wake him and go to school. I get to school and go through the day talking to no one. At lunch I eat outside by a old oak tree and read a book. When school is over I go over to the coffee shop which is owned by a 32-year-old woman named Tori. Work my shift untill 6 and go home. When I get my father is drunk and goes on a rampage about how I ruined his life. Then he starts the abuse. If he very drunk I get a little less because he can't think strait. If he's still a little sober it's the worse. And of course tonight he had to be a little sober.

"You worthless piece of shit, you ruined my life. If it wasn't for you your perfect mother would still be here. But no, you had to ruin it. Be so whiney, a bitch and drive her out of the house. You desever this and I have no regret," He said right before he slapped my across my face. After that he pushed me to the ground and repeatly kicked my sides.

"Go, I don't want you in my sight," and with that I went to my room as fast as I could. I looked in my mirror and saw a big red mark on my face. I pulled my shirt up and saw that mt sides were already brusing. I had other brusies on my body. There were many on my stomach from when he punched me, many on my back from pushing me and there were some on my legs and thys. I looked out to see that my dad had already passed out on the couch. I grabbed my book bag and went back to my room to change and do homework. When I finished I took a shower and changed into pjs and went to bed. The next morning I changed, grabed my book bag and went to school. I thought today was going to be a normal day until I was called into the office.

"Yes, Mr.D what can I do for you?" I asked.

"Well we have a new student, a Peter Johnston," He said montioning over to the kid siting in the conor.

"Um sr. it's Percy Jackson," Percy said.

"Okay Peter, anway this is Annabelle Case and she will be your buddy for the rest of the day," Mr.D said.

"Sr. it's Annabeth Chase," I said. He does this to all the students.

"Well nice to meet you Annabeth," Percy said, he started moving his hand and I thought he was going to hit me so I winced but it turned out it was a handshake.

"Nice to meet you Percy," I said shaking his hand back. We walked out of the office and started walking down the hall. I got a better look at Percy and saw that he was tan, had ravien black hair and sea green eyes.

"So what classes do you have?" I asked him. He pulled out his schedule and I compared his to mine.

"We have all the same classes," I said. I hand him back his schedule. I was smart and they offered me all the AP classes but once my dad found he pulled me out of the classes as fast as I got in.

"Soo, how long have you been going here?" He asked.

"Freshman year," I said.

"Cool, so what do you do for fun," He asked.

"I like reading and I want to be architect when I got older," I said.

"Cool," he said.

"Well what do like doing for fun?" I asked.

"Well I really like swim, and I really learning about the ocean. When I get in the water it's like I belong there, you know what I mean?" He said/asked.

"Yep, I fell that way when I drawing a building, like it's meant to be that way. It's telling me what to draw, or which way somthing should go. It's like it's telling me how it's should be," I said. I know I sound crazy, but it's my passion.

"Why do want to be a architect?" He asked.

"I want to bulid somthing permant. It seems everything has a end. I want to bulid somthing that people can see forever. Somthing that will last," I said.

"I never thought of somthing like that. I think that is a great idea that you can do," He said.

"Thanks," I said.

"So what class do we have first?" He asked.

"We have math,"I said. He groaned.

"I take it you don't like math," I said.

"It's the worst, I mean it's all numbers and stuff," I laughed at that.

"That's bascilly what math is," I said.

"Lets just get to class," He said.

"Whatever Seaweed Brain," I said.

"Shut up Wise Girls," He said. This was the start to a beautiful friendship and maybe somthing more for the girl with a horrible past. _

A/N: Thanks for reading if you do. I know Fredrick dosen't act like that but it's my story. Soo, ya. Anyway I hope you liked it and be agasnit child abuse. Love you all 3

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