I opened the rucksack. Looking inside there were a lot of normal things like school textbooks and notepads... but they were all in Greek. They weren't the only abnormal things. There was a gauze roll and bandages, along with two large bottles of water - one labeled 'drink' and the the labeled; 'for cuts'.

What did that  mean? I didn't have much time to think about it, though, because at that moment, Percy Jackson walked out of the bathroom stall...

As quickly as I could, I leapt behind a locker. From where I was stood, I could see Percy's inquizitive expression. Oddly, I noticed, Percy's hair was completely dry. He was wearing blue jeans and a green top that was just tight enough for my taste. I had to stop myself from squealing.

Apprehensively, I shifted my position to get a clearer view of his face. He looked a little curious - worried even. His hand reached for him pocket, just as he had when he chased me down the stairs in his apartment. What was that about?

I added that to the list of questions to ask him when Annabeth was out of the picture.

"Okay, come out," He said, a little angrily.

Oh shit, I thought, This is it.

I stepped out, guilt plastered across my face. Percy practically jumped ten feet in the air when he saw me. He dropped his pen and his jaw clenched.

"What the hell are you doing here, Jade?" he growled. I gulped. So he wasn't happy to see me. I blinked a few times. Since when was he not happy to see me? I didn't have time to think about it so I decided to go with the thing that had been nagging at my brain for ages. I wanted to get Percy to open up to me - admit him feelings.

"Percy, I wanted to check if you were okay," I lied through my teeth. Percy was not dumb, but he wasn't the smartest either. Thinking about it, though, he did seem to have a bit of a nack for telling when people were lying.

"And you though the boys locker room was the best place to do that?" He said, studying me. His sea green eyes never left mine, though they seemed to look for one thousand answers at the same time. Could he tell that I was lying,

"How else could I get you alone?" I shrugged. The moment I had finished talking, I realised what I had said, "That's not what I meant! I - I just meant-"

"What do you want Jade," Percy sighed, pinching his nose. Was he... annoyed at me? No. He couldn't be.

"I want to talk to you!" I flung my arms in the air, "Ever since Annabeth got here, you've been getting closer to her, and further from me. I get it, you guys are close, but your loosing your important friends!" Saying it, I knew I was right. Percy was distancing himself from us. He needed to stay close. I noticed a slight upward tug at the corner of Percy's lips. Did he think I was joking? I wasn't,

"Jade, Annabeth is my girlfriend, you knew that," I felt like my stomach had dropped to my feet. Yes, I did know that Annabeth was Percy's girlfriend, but hearing him say it aloud, made bile rise in my mouth, "Of course I'm going to be closer to her. I'm sorry if I've been distant, but I only get to see her at camp over summer and now she's here,"

Did he say closer? As in, closer to her than me? And of course: camp. I began to feel nauseous. I didn't want to offend him, but it had to stop. I couldn't help it. I blurted out,

"What? Are you saying that you'd choose her over Goode? Over Morgan? Over me? God, Percy, it's like I don't even know you anymore! It's all about her and your stupid camp, isn't it? I can't believe this! She's a moron Percy. She steals your jacket, and Charlotte borrows it to get it back to you and she goes crazy and nearly kills her! You gave Charlotte mouth-to-mouth and she completely flipped out over it and left!" Okay, so some of that was a lie. No, Charlotte didn't actually intend to give Percy his jacket back, but I was mad. Annabeth's bullshit had gone far enough.

I waited for a long time as Percy looked down at his hands and picked at them. When he looked back up at me, he was smiling. I returned it. He was coming around,

"You know Jade," He laughs. I bite my lip in anticipation. My mother always told me that boys like it when girls bite their lip, "Maybe you're the moron," My face dropped,

"Excuse me?" I almost shriek,

"Annabeth didn't steal my jacket, I gave it to her. And maybe it is all about my camp, but that's only because I definitely prefer it to here, no matter how dangerous it is" - I didn't get that bit - "And she didn't freak out, she," His voice falters, "How did you know she 'flipped out' after Charlotte kissed me?"

I gulp. I couldn't bring myself to tell Percy that I was spying on him. I couldn't bring myself to say anything,

"You were watching us," He whispered. I shut my eyes, "What the hell Jade?"

"Is this over yet," I ask, my voice barely audible. I heard the slamming of a locker and my eyes flew open.

"Where are you going?" I yell, tears streaming down my face as Percy flung the door open,

"To save something actually worth saving," He grunts in reply, and the door swung shut. I sank onto my knees. Maybe someone would find me there. Maybe Percy would come back. Maybe He would make up with Annabeth and that would be the end on 'Jarcy'.

Or maybe not...