Annabeth:

I sat there... In my god forsaken wheel chair. Thank god this was the last class. Dante had wheeled me in and dashed out so he could make it to his next class. The teacher asked me if I was okay and I just brushed her off. I was NOT in the mood. I wen t up to my canvas and stared at it. I had the template out, now I just needed to put it up and begin drawing the outline. I leaned back to admire what I had so far. It wasn't much, but I was going to finish it last. The bell rang and everybody in art class began to settle down. To my left was Sam, I knew his name cause well.. Everyone knew each others name. To my left was Toby. Both were new like me, but I had maddd skills. Not to brag or anything.

"Hey Annabeth" Sam said lowly

"Hey Sam" I said weakly

"Hey you okay?" he asked

I smiled. He didn't immediately ask about the wheel chair, he waited for me to actually respond.

"Well, I could be better" I said with a laugh

He chuckled lightly.

"What's that on your head?" he asked, pointing where my stitches were

"Stitches. I hit my head on the corner of my desk" I responded

See he didn't even ask about the wheel chair! He asked about everything else, its like he knew it would bug me. We chatted for awhile until Toby asked to borrow a paint brush.

"Yeah sure here" I said, giving him the one he needed

"Thanks Annabeth, hope you feel better soon!" he said before going back to work at his easel.

Toby was an interesting guy. He was foreign also, he was English actually like me. He was always actually pretty quiet.

"Hey Sam, why arnt you working on your orject?" I asked, realizing tht we were talking while everyone else painted

"I enjoy painting alone, I don't do my best around people. I come back after school to finish it" he said leaning back in the chair he was sitting in

"Same, I might just finish it at home." I said leaning back in my wheel chair

Just as the class began to finish up there works, I looked out the window and saw a black van parked at the far end of the parking lot. It rolled up behind several bushes until I couldn't see it. What was that all about? My eyes widened in sudden realization, I know who it is. And I am NOT happy. You know what Annabeth, ignore it. That life you left behind, don't be so bothered by it now. I looked down at the sketch pad Sam and I had been drawing in. The completed master piece was a girl on a swing under a willow tree.

"You're a good artist Sam" I said with a smile

"So are you Annabeth" he replied also with a smile

The bell rang and Sam grabbed his backpack. We both went out together, talking about hockey games, painting techniques, and TV shows.

"This is my locker" I said as I rolled up to it

"Well mines at the end of the hallway, see yah later Beth" he said with a smirk

"I'm going to let you get away with it just this once" I said, trying to look upset

I really couldn't be upset though. Sam's lights brown hair and hazel eyes made it practically impossible. He turned around and started walking down the hall. I turned to my locker and opened it. I began to feel pain in my head and slight dizziness. I need medicine. I grabbed my water bottle and pulled out the pain killers from the locker.

"Hey Anna" I heard behind me as I tossed the pill in my mouth

I chugged the water quickly before looking back to see a grinning Shawn.

"Hey Shawn" I said with a smile

"Feeling any better?" he asked as I pulled away from my locker and shut it

"Kinda yeah" I said rubbing my good side of my head

I saw past Shawn, Dante running down the hall to us.

"Dante!" I called out

Dante had been my friend before. My penpal actually, even though Georgia thought I didn't talk to him before. I understood Dante's concern over me, he knew what others didn't. I refused to tell and let my past keep up with me. Shawn turned around and held his arm out as Dante jogged up to us.

"Hey buddy, how's life?" Shawn asked Dante, ruffling his hair up

"Life's good but uh *whispers* Princess we got a code red"

I looked at him and kicked his leg, he just used the code in front of Shawn and now hes going to feel left out, that's great. Shawn gave Dante a wide eye and Dante well... He realized what he had just done.

"I'll deal with it, just stay put James" I said and catching myself

"How do you know Dante's middle name?" Shawn asked confused

Dante and I looked at each other.

"Uhhh, He told me!"

"She saw it on my notebook"

We looked at each other with a "What?" look.

"What we meant to say, is that I saw it on his notebook and he told me when I asked" I clarified

Shawn gave Dante and I a suspicious look. I'm totally screwed. My new friend, celebrity, and only other cute guy that is NOT Sam, thinks I'm a liar. Great.

"Dante can I talk to you for a minute" Shawn hissed grabbing Dante's arm and dragging him across the hall

I stared after them and just rolled myself away, I needed to clear something up. I looked around and saw the van still there. Screw my wheel chair and this everlasting pain. I got up and casually walked across the parking lot. I'm fine see? My walk turned into a sprint as I neared the black van. I banged on the window and it came down to show several familiar faces, nervous grins plastered on there face.

"Why the - you know what? I thought I specifically ordered you NOT to come near me!" I hissed in a low voice, trying NOT to arouse suspicion

"Look were sorry but we were ordered by someone HIGHER than you to watch you"

"Yeah watch me from a safe fricken distance not in the parking lot! I thought we agreed that you were to watch me from somewhere where me and Dante couldn't FRICKEN SEE YOU!"

They all looked down at there laps, they know farewell I'm disappointed in them.

"But-"

"No ifs or butts or coconuts got it?"

They tried to hold back smiles which actually caused me to smile.

"Yes your h-"

"No, don't call me that"

"Yes ma'am"

~*~

Shawn:

During the whole class I suffered. What was she doing right now? Was she okay? Was she in pain? All those questions troubled me. I mean, Dante had her classes an I trusted he would make sure she was okay but in last period, he has computer tech and Annabeth has art, and I have music. This last period worried me the most. I never knew a simple fall could land someone in a wheel chair but there's still a lot of things I don't know about Annabeth. Once the bell rang I ran out of the classroom and straight for the lockers, Dante and Annabeth should be there. I was stopped by one girl who wanted a picture for her cousin. I took it and continued to make my way down the hall when I froze. Some guy was pushing Annabeth's wheel chair to her locker where they talked for like several seconds before he walked off down the hall. Who WAS that guy? Annabeth's new friend? I want to say that's impossible cause she's kinda an introvert but lately she's been opening up more.

"Hey Anna!" I said cheerfully, I want to ask about this 'friend' but I wont bring it up

She turned around and flashed me one of her big white glossy smiles, she was happy to see me! We talked for several seconds that felt like heaven before she looked over my shoulder. I turned around and smiled as Dante joined our little group. Heavenly moment over. Dante was talking with us when he suddenly began to whisper, I strained my hearing, what couldn't I hear so he had to whisper?

"Princess, we have a code red" he whispered to Annabeth whos eyes grew wide, and I had a feeling it wasn't because he just called her princess

Princess?! What are they dating now? Is he trying to use a pick up line right in front of me? He knows I like - he knows I LOVE her. Like head over heals in love, and yet hes hitting on her?!

"Ill deal with it just stay put James" she said softly

Now I stared at her. Dante's middle name was James... I'm pretty sure he told her cause he NEVER EVER tells anyone his middle name, unless they were dating, then she'd know..

"How do you know Dante's middle name?" I asked

"He told me!" Annabeth shouted

"She saw it on my notebook!" Dante also shouted at the same time

Alright, something's really up and I don't like it.

"What we meant to say, is that I saw it on his notebook and he told me when I asked" Annabeth blurted out

So now she was covering up for him?!

"Dante can I talk to you for a minute?!" I hissed, grabbing his arm and dragging him across the hall

"Jeez dude why so ruff?" Dante asked, yanking his arm away from me

"What's going on?" I asked in my most urgent voice ever

"What's going on where?" he asked completely confused

I gave him my most dead serious look. He HAD to be joking.

"What's going on in-between you and Annabeth?!" I blurted out

He looked at me blankly. He stayed silent and blinked several times.

"That's why your upset?" he asked

I gave him another dead serious look. He had to be joking.

"Uh yeah, you called her Princess, smooth pick up line by the way. Then your both trying to cover up something you don't tell anyone, no I'm SO positively sure it was nothing" I said, he had to know what I was talking about

He laughed lightly and looked around him.

"Shawn, I've know Annabeth way longer than you buddy. One year Georgia had a family reunion at her house, you were on vacation and my parents were going out of town. I met Annabeth at the reunion and weave been penpals ever since then. The rest Annabeth has to tell you" he explained, crossing his arms

I in turn stared at him blankly. He knows her....

"Wait if you know her, why did you act like you didn't?"

HE laughed

"Dude, first time I saw her in the hallway, I didn't recognize her cause she wasn't in a wheel chair. Then I was confirmed that it was Annabeth and you know, weave been better friends since then" he said with a shrug

"Okay but Princess-"

"Its a nickname, so chill the heck down. If I wanted to hit on her she'd be mine already" he said with a laugh

I punched his arm and he rubbed it furiously in pain.

"Ow man!"

I ignored him. I made a big deal about nothing. Great, just great.

~*~

???:

She spotted us. She told us to back off, Annabeth never fancied having guards anyways. I don't think she understood she was in major danger. That kid that was talking to her. Hes on a mission. To kidnap. Hes a terrorist, a threat to the country, to the nation, the government. Yes we knew all this, but we didn't have enough evidence for an arrest... I was afraid for Annabeth, something could happen to her, and I'm afraid her sister wont be able o take her place. If something happens, the whole system goes down in shambles. So our number one priority...

Protect Annabeth.