Annabeth:

Its been about 2 months since I moved here. The days are growing shorter, there growing colder, and I have to turn around every several minutes to go tell the guys to go away. Yep, those people in the black van, there still here. And they insist on watching from a distance... Even though I know there faces so I can just spot them in a crowd. They get all creepy on me sometimes, they'll start telling me to be careful in art class and I don't know what but I just ignored them. I've done that all y life in London, might as well keep doing it here. Upside of being stalked is that I can get rides home instead of taking the bus so yay! Shawn and I have hung out more and more, hes really cute and funny.. But so is Sam. Sam and I stay about an hour after school ends almost each day to paint. Yep, paint. Or to do any art really. I've seriously have never seen anyone as eager to be my friend as Sam is... Well except Shawn, hes a little to eager sometimes. Shawn has come over my house several times and weave just hung out. Sometimes I would grab my guitar but get immediately embarrassed with Shawn's praises and stares. I don't even think I'm that good, but apparently he thinks so. Then there's Dante... Dante my main man, he practically lives with us now. I am not joking he has a sleep over every other night all because he wants me to be safe. The first night it was cause he passed out on the couch and we didn't want to wake him, but I had a nightmare that night and well.... Yeah. Enough about the weird news, lets go to good news. I'm starting to mentor Aaliyah in gymnastics cause apparently she found the need to tell everyone she knows that her brothers friend is a pro gymnast. Great right? Well I received an email from the local gymnasium that they wanted me to become a mentor. First person to sign up was Aaliyah, so now I mentor her every Sunday at 6... I go to the physiatrist once a week to deal with my 'problems' or insecurities.... Not talking about it. After London, I've felt like I need to talk to someone, and the shrink is the answer I guess. I finally got the stitches out of my head and I'm NOT in that stupid wheel chair anymore so WOOHOO! Currently I'm at school... The dreadful place.. Yeah I'm at school, hiding in the music room. Gloria tried starting a big fight again, Sam stood up for me and I almost began to cry. She called me "A stupid, good for nothing, anorexic, introverted and weak red head". I'm not anorexic I just.. Cant eat somethings or it could get me sick, my sickness keeps me unhealthily light and I cant help it. I've been this way since I was a baby, but today was the day I realized how abnormal from other people I really looked. Lately I've been having more panic attacks and mental break downs than normal and this was one of them. The only person that I could call was Max... She understood everything, cause she went through the same thing. I shakily picked up m I shakily picked up m phone and put Max on speed dial.

"Annabeth?" I heard her answer

"M-max" I said in between sobs

"Annabeth why are you crying?" She asked in the sweetest voice possible

"I-" I began before crying some more

"Where are you?" she asked

"At s-school I-in the m-music room"

She sighed.

"Ignore what people say, you cant help being the way you are! People love you that way. I mean, after what you've told me about Shawn and Sam, they like you. People love you the way you are."

I sniffled and began to calm down. She was right, other people loved me. Dante, Max, Grandma, Shawn, Sam, Aaliyah, Georgia. They all love me the way I am.

"Don't let the pain of the past weigh you down" she whispered

I nodded, even though she couldn't see me. I wiped away the tears and took in a deep breath.

"Thanks Max" I whispered

She hung up and I sighed, letting my hand droop down to my side. I leaned back against the wall and looked to my right at the mirror. There was a small tattoo on my neck. It was a crown and several words that were blurred due to my tears... I had gotten it when I was just a baby. So did Max. I think everyone in my family had one. It sealed us to the family, proof that we were part of it. I looked away from the mirror.

Don't let the pains of the past weigh you down.

I tossed my head back and closed my eyes. This past year has been the worst year of my life. And who knows, it could also be my last. The door to the music room opened and I opened my eyes. Shawn came in and looked at me worriedly, running towards me and sitting by my side.

"What happened? Are you okay? Your not hurt right?" he questioned

"I'm fine Shawn.." I said in between sniffles, wiping the rest of the almost dry tears off my face

He wrapped his arms around me which startled me, but I didn't fight back. I rested my head on his shoulder and gavae out a sigh.

"Don't listen to Gloria. Your perfect, don't forget that" he whispered, playing with my hair

Shawn seemed to always care... He was always so concerned, and he didn't want me to ever get hurt. He cared about me and he doesn't even know about London... Unlike Georgia and Dante who knew and cared about me because of my health. Shawn cared for me because of well.. Everything, he doesn't even know about my condition. There is so much I've kept from him... I feel guilty I really do... But I don't think I'm ready to show the true colors of my past. Several unexpected tears slipped down my cheek and onto Shawn's shirt. Shawn used his thumb to wipe them away and he looked longingly into my eyes.

"Your going to be fine Annabeth" he said with a small smile

I bit my lip and looked down, nodding my head as I wiped away the wetness. He stood up and I looked up at him as he held out his hand. The bell rang as I took his hand and stood up. I grabbed my bag and walked out of the music room with him. I was scared what the other students who witnessed Georgia call me those things would think. I grabbed onto Shawn's arm and walked along with him which seemed to please him. Thankfully we had this next class together, when I have a break down I am both mentally and emotionally disabled. When we walked in Dante was sitting in the back taking up three desks. He looked up to see us and let us sit in them, leaving me in the middle. Lets just say I didn't concentrate on history but drew in my book. The picture was a dark forest, and I was in the middle, the only light coming from something I held which was the little speck of hope I had left.

"Now the royal family-" I heard the teacher say

My head snapped up and Dante looked over at me.

"- lives in the Buckingham palace in London. The Queen, Queen Elizabeth the third, has three grandchildren and one son-"

"Uh correction" I blurted out raising my hand

Dante gave me a 'what are you doing' look and the whole classroom looked back.

"Yes Ms. Annabeth" the teacher asked clearly annoyed for interrupting his lesson

"The Queen no longer has a son and three grandchildren, she has just two grandchildren." I said softly

"Oh and when did this change?" the teacher asked, crossing his arms

I swallowed hard as the whole class looked at me pleadingly. If they didn't already know who I was, then how do they not know this one fact?

"Didn't you see it on the news?" Sam asked from across the classroom

I looked in his direction as he locked his phone.

"Y-yeah on the news they said that the prince, princess, and there children were on a fatal car accident." I said, swallowing hard and hating myself for even speaking

*Flashback*

"Stay still child!" I shouted, chasing Aiden around

Currently he was running around the house butt naked, yes a seven year old running around butt naked and I had to help dress him cause well... He refuses the help of the maids and is one fashion disaster, so I'm here to help. Max came around the corner nd jumped in front of Aiden catching him and dragging him to his room. We managed to give him his clothes and he changed into them. The door busted open and Dad came in, a wild look in his eyes.

"Come on kids were leaving!" he said grabbing my hand and pulling me out of the room with a tight grip

"Dad dad okay I can walk! OW! Dad your hurting me!"

He looked down at me and dropped me, causing me to drop to the floor. Max and Aiden helped me up and we hesitantly followed Dad out to the car.

"Don't worry, I'm driving" he told the chauffer and patting his shoulder

Mum came out in her pajamas looking around and wondering what was going on.

"Come on hun, lets go!" Dad said grabbing mums hand and forcing her into the car

The guards looked at Dad strangely as he forced us into the car and pulled out of the yard. Where were we going, I don't know. But something doesn't feel... Right.

*Flashback over*

"Strange they didn't put the family's face on the newspaper. You know that's another interesting fact. For some reason, no one has ever seen the princes and his family's face. Well not even in death now." The teacher said

"Thank you Annabeth for the inlightment" The teacher said apologetically

I nodded and I felt a hand on my shoulder. I looked over to see Dante with a worried face on. I have a sigh and he shook his head, looking back down at his notes. I looked around the classroom to see Sam staring at me. I smiled and he smiled back. Yet I still felt eyes in me. I looked around again and saw Toby at the far end of the classroom also looking at me. He quickly looked away and I just shook my head I just gave myself a plus one in the section of "Smartest person in school". Once the bell rang Dante and Shawn walked along with me.

"I guess all that time living in London payed off huh Anna?" Shawn asked nudging me

"Ha, I guess so!" I said with a smile

He smiled at me which practically melted me. I still cant believe I'm friends with a celebrities. This is HAS to be a dream come true.

"Wanna go practice in the music room?" Shawn asked

"Yeah sure.. Is it okay if Dante comes?" I asked

Dante smiled and rolled his eyes

"Yall have no option BUT to bring me" Dante said with a grin

We laughed and went into the music room, the same place where I had been crying several hours ago. Shawn aimed for an electric guitar which I have never seen him do, I went for the piano and Dante... Well Dante just stood there. I began to play Lost Boy on the piano while Shawn just began to strum an unfamiliar tune. Dante edged his way around the room, dropping his bag on the floor and just walking to the cork board on the wall. He took an orange paper off the wall and stood there reading it for awhile.

"Hey guys check this out!" he called to us

We paused and stood up, making our way to him. Shawn and I looked over his shoulder to read the paper.

Annual School Talent Contest!

Win 500.00!

Do you think you have talent? Bands, soloist, dancers and more can join in this competition to determine whos the best! Three professional singers will be coming to judge the contest! Make a mark and get a chance to step up in your talents! Sign ups at the end of November! Take the chance!

A contest?

"Oh what?! This is so cool! If I wasn't a singer already I would join!" Shawn said with a laugh

I laughed lightly and just stood back as Dante and Shawn talked about the contest... Last time I was in a contest I was with a band... I missed them so very much. We would win every contest, and joining a contest without them would feel like betraying them... Right?