This is a one shot about how Percy can't sleep. Some things run through his mind but mostly it's just all the sounds of the "quiet" of the city that never sleeps.
Song~ No song. If your not in NYC then cool just open a window or something. If not then try to imagine it.
Oh and don't get me wrong I love NYC. I just don't think it's the ideal place to count sheep when you can't fall asleep. :P
~QL!
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I sat up in bed leaning against the headboard. It was two O'clock in the morning and I still couldn't fall asleep, I was about to call Annabeth about it, you know just to talk but she would probably just be pissed that I woke her up. The only other thing that kept running through my mind was the war with the Titans.
It seemed like just a few weeks ago it had happened, when in reality it was more like nine months ago. It was hard to believe that soon I would be going back to camp again. There would be so many new people there, but also there would be so many old friends gone. Annabeth and I were gonig to be consulers too. Then something dawned on me. Oh great, I asked for thirteen and under, that ment a whole lot of moody hormonal thirteen year olds. Great.
I lay my head back and listened to the sounds all around me. I could hear the gay laughter of some drunks a few streets over. A bottle shattered and they howled in fits of laughter in response. I heard the scream of someone that seemed a millon blocks away. There were the sounds of cars honking at eachother. Distantly I could hear the wailing sound of a fire truck.
The last thing I remember before falling asleep is How in Hade's am I going to fall asleep?
I guess I got my answer.