"Percy?" Rachel asked on their way back from the canoe lake. "Yeah?" Percy responded not sure what's this is about. "I love you." Rachel said as her eyes beaming with excitement. "What Rachel? I love…" Percy was just about to explain that he loved Annabeth when Rachel wrapped her arms around his neck and started kissing him. Before Percy could do anything, say anything he heard a voice. It sounded hurt, broken, wounded. "Percy? How could you?" it was Annabeth. "Annabeth, you are so naïve. Did you actually think Percy liked you?" Rachel told Annabeth. "Annabeth! I can…" Percy tried to explain everything but he got cut off (again). "Save it." Annabeth cried. Barely a whisper. But Percy heard it loud and clear. The words where cutting his heart out. He started running. Running like his life depended on it (which it often did). Finally he reached her, but he knew that any words he would say would never convince her. So before she could notice he was there, he started writing words with water right in front of her.
Annabeth, my one and only love of my life. I don't and never will love Rachel. She kissed me. If you feel like you could ever forgive me, meet me at the beach at 8:00.
Love,
Percy Jackson
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