Percy sat at the table, He stared at the food. Blue pancakes with maple syrup, blue toast, and bacon with eggs. Annabeth sat down next to him.
"How'd you sleep?" she asked.
"Fine." said Percy as his mom poured milk into his cup.
"Seaweed brain, I know there's something wrong. Tell me." Annabeth pressed.
Percy's mom sat down across Percy. "Yes, Percy. You've looked ill. Are you sure
you're okay?"
"I'm fine," Percy snapped. Instantly he fixed an apologizing glance to his mom. "I'm sorry. I'm just tired, that's all."
"Ever since Leo-" Annabeth closed her mouth."I miss him, too."
Percy didn't reply. He pictured Leo with him, side by side. He missed him. How long had it been? 4 years? 4 years since the battle with the giants. But that wasn't the reason why he was feeling…weird. Ever since the war with the giants, he had felt the same as he did in Tartarus, when he had killed Akhlys with poison. Like a piece of glass had shattered inside him.
The three ate in silence. Percy quickly finished his pancakes that he had drowned in maple syrup, rushed into a bathroom, and locked himself in. He leaned against the door, sighing. He wanted to go back to Camp Half-Blood. He wanted to fight, and feel excited for victory. He slapped himself softly. He shouldn't think like this. Besides, Annabeth was with him- staying over for a week. How great is that?
He unlocked the door and walked out of the bathroom. He could see Annabeth standing up from the kitchen table. Their eyes met. Annabeth smiled.
"Had to go, Percy?" she asked.
Percy smiled. He should enjoy her stay at his house, not worrying about his stupid feelings. For gods' sake, Percy thought. Why was he having this queasy feeling in his stomach? He should be happy. He was with Annabeth and they defeated Gaea, so what was the feeling in his stomach?
"Hey, do you want to stop at Camp Half Blood with me today?" Annabeth asked, interrupting Percy's thoughts.
"Sure."
Then Annabeth ran into the bathroom. Had he said something?