I sat there by the campfire. The warm orange sparks sparkled in the sky. I was watching them.
"seaweed brain!", Annabeth practically yelled that it made some people look at her. After the downfall in Kronos and Gaea, I would think people would pay me debt for being the oracle. I only did it because I knew Percy was out of my reach, he was Annabeths now. They fell into Tarturus together and they came out of Tarturus together. All I did with Percy was fight two empousi.
"Ha ha!", Percy yelled as he kissed Annabeth. I almost choked on my s'more. If I didn't become the oracle, well then I would just be a mortal, with rich parents who didn't care, I had to make that choice. Now they were in full make out session. By this time tears were streaming down my face. I looked at my drawing, it was of all the campers sitting at the campfire. Annabeth and Percy were making out- and it hurt, it pinned me deep in my heart. I got up, dried brown leaves crunching under my white tennis shoes. Tears still dripped down my chalky white face. I walked past Piper.
"Rachel are you okay?", she asked kindly. But I didn't respond, I just kept walking. Did I make a mistake of becoming the oracle? Leaving Percy behind? I walked into my small cave drying off my tears with the end of my gray Gap sweatshirt. I didn't make a mistake. As long as Percy's happy, I'm happy.