Annabeth's POV
Life's not always fair, is it? I'd like to think that it is, but let's face it; Guys are idiots. And when you need them most, they're gone.
At the moment, I was walking alongside of the ocean, thinking about Percy. He was away at school while I was stuck here, not wanting to go back to my parent's house because, once again- shocker- we had a huge fight about me not being 'normal'.
It irks me.
Ah, well. Anyways, I was walking along the beach, just thinking. I do that a lot. Without Percy around, my mind just starts to wander and I end up at the beach, lonely and depressed.
I sat down in the sand and my short water skirt flooded with grains of the ruff powder.
I bit my lip, thinking again. I laughed to myself slightly as I realized how ridiculous this was. Everyone thought of me as strong. And brave. Like could handle anything. I was that strong mountain in the monsoon. I was invincible. And being one of the people who had been at camp for just under a decade, they definitely thought of me as that. So why was I letting a guy destroy that part of me while he was gone?
I looked out onto the horizon to see the waves breaking onto the hull of a distant barge. Strong and impenetrable, with such great force.
Definitely Percy.
But what about me?
I thought about it. Quick and clever- just like Athena. Wise with experience, but innocent like a child. Strong like the ocean, but gentle to the ones I cared about. Prejudiced to the wrongful, acceptant to the mislead. Playful like the trees dancing in the summer breeze, yet focused and stable like an oak. And why would I let one boy break me?
Just because one guy wasn't here, was I really going to let that sadden and break me?
I smiled. Of course not. After all, I was Annabeth Chase. And you could count on that.
May only be about 300 words, but I wanted it short and sweet, and right to the point. Hoped you liked it!
