Right, so this is my first Percy Jackson fic... and it's a drabble. Wow, my 2nd one I've written. It is kinda random... I think... not totally pointless to me because I had to write it. So it is in Annabeth's POV, follows the books and everything... not the best thing I've done, but maybe I'll come back with a proper one-shot that's better. First attempt, so here it goes...
Hope
He wasn't like other boys; I knew that from the beginning. Well, of course he wasn't, he was the son of a Greek god after all, but then again he was different from those who I'd see at camp every year. And being the son of Poseidon is not the reason.
I'm one of the wisest kids at camp; that's not me bragging, it's a known fact because I am after all a daughter of Athena. But the one thing I can't figure out is how I feel about Percy Jackson.
Because before Percy, there was Luke and I was absolutely sure I was in love with him, I knew that how I felt was more then a crush. At first it was admiration, but as the years progressed it changed. It was a feeling I'd never had for anyone before, so I assumed it was love. But the way I feel about Percy is different to this feeling I felt with Luke.
With Luke, I did feel safe knowing he'd do anything in his power to protect me. Or at least, I thought he would. I felt comfortable around him sometimes, though I wasn't always me. I always had to prove that I was above the rest of the girls to him, even though we were friends.
Percy, it's different. I'm myself around him, he knows everything and I can talk openly. I know he would never intentionally hurt me or betray me. The two of us are constantly looking out for one another, but we have each other's back.
So who do I love?
Thinking about Luke now, after everything that has happened, sends a pain in my chest and I just want to cry, because I love him too much to give up hope on him. But if I lost Percy, I would have nothing to live for. I would've lost too much then and wouldn't take it.
Percy is the one I need right now, the one who needs me more then ever too as his 16th birthday approaches, but I can't let him in. I've tried to show him how I feel, but he doesn't notice. He has a mortal friend now, Rachel, who he can see anytime he wants while I'm in San Francisco. And he was stuck on that island with Calypso…
But I could never cut him fully out of my life; I'm in too deep. I kissed him back in Hephaestus' forge. It meant something to me, though done on rash impulse… but he never brought it up when he returned, dashing any hopes.
Like Luke, I'd never give up on him. It's not wise to give up on something you hold dear to you, or to lose a battle unless you are absolutely sure you've lost. I'll help Luke become normal again and I'll keep hoping for Percy.
Still review, telling me what you think. I hate endings, so that's why it sucks so bad. Tell me whether or not I should ever write in Annabeth's POV again, 'cause I'm doubting this. I wanna try Grover's next! Ha ha, maybe I will get a multi-chaptered fic up soon that'll be way better then this.
