Annabeth's POV
"Percy Jackson is at the other camp, and he probably doesn't remember who he is." The words echoed across the room. Even though I already guessed this, hearing Jason say it was a thousand times worse. There was a moment of silence when he said this. The other counsellors were quiet, except Clarisse who put her boots on the table, then took them off the table – a sign that she was kind of nervous. "So, the meeting has adjourned. You may leave." Chiron said. Everyone filed out one by one, well, except me. And Rachel. I stared at the table until Rachel pulled me out of the room. We walked passed the Hephaestus cabin, where Leo was excitedly telling his half-brothers and half-sisters the "Awesome news".
Most of the campers were practically shaking with happiness.
We continued walking on, to the beach. The sea was a greenish colour. They reminded me of his—Percy's eyes. Rachel stood there silently. I waded into the surf, as Percy did many times before. How long I stood there, I had no idea. It was only when the conch horn sounded, symbolizing it was time for dinner then did Rachel drag me off for dinner.
Author's Note: I know it IS very short. I'll try to write longer next time.