Annabeth was my best friend. I was ever so grateful that she graced me with her presence (not sarcasm). She was as close to perfect as you can get. Smart, athletic, nice (to most people), funny, and definitely beautiful. I was somewhat of a social outcast, and surprisingly, so was she. But there was a difference between us. She chose to be alone, I was forced into the category, "nerds." Cliche, I know. Oh, where are my manners? My name is Mason Being, and I am in love with Annabeth Chase.
A few weeks ago, I decided that I was going to tell Annabeth how I felt about her. If you haven't noticed, Annabeth and I aren't dating. So this is the story of how Annabeth rejected me.
A few weeks ago...
"Mason! Come on! We CANNOT be late to class." I groaned at the thought of honors trigonometry. Why, pray tell, did I take this class in the first place? Oh, yeah. Because Annabeth was taking it. I dragged my feet, and indignantly meandered my way into class. Our teacher, Ms. Higgins, droned on about some random concept, of which I could not comprehend. After class I caught Annabeth's wrist. "Annabeth. I need to talk to you after school." She gave me a weird look, but nodded. After school, I was waiting outside the front doors for Annabeth, when a large outburst of noise came from my right. I peered around my fellow classmates and tried to catch a glimpse of the guy who was apparently the cause of the commotion. If I were a girl, or gay, than I would be in love. But I'm not, so instead, I settled on being jealous. The guy had black, messy hair, green eyes, and a tall, lean, and muscular body. All of the girls were gathered around him. Except for a certain blonde. Where was Annabeth anyways? "Mason? You said you needed to talk to me?" I jumped at the sound of her voice, which was currently directly behind me. "Geesh, Annabeth. Give a guy some warning." She smiled. "Okay. So. I-um. I was wondering if yoy would like to go on a date with me?!" I sounded way to eager, and my voice sounded like I hadn't hit puberty quite yet. Her face distorted into a grimace. "Oh Mason. I'm really sorry, but I have a boyfriend." I gaped at her. Never in a million years had I ever considered the fact that she may have had a boyfriend, which was incredibly stupid, really. Before I had the chance to blabber a few unintelligible words, the guy from earlier came up to Annabeth and whispered something in her ear. "Percy! You didn't tell me you were coming!" Annabeth flung her arms around him. I still had no way of forming a complete sentence, so I opted to stare at the two in an awkwardly content way. "Hey man. I'm Percy." The guy-Percy-stuck out his hand for me to shake. I started at it, still baffled. He cleared his throat awkwardly. "I'll just wait in th car..." he said, and walked away. "Mason. That's my boyfriend. I love him very much, and I didn't mean to hurt you." Annabeth left after that, and I never saw her again.