I do not own Percy Jackson and the Olympians.
One day. One rueful, horrible day that ruined my life forever. And it was all Him. He is the reason She is not with Me. Here, let me start from the beginning...
My name is Percy Jackson. Son of Poseidon, Saviour of Olympus, and currently single. But that will soon change. Tomorrow is the fireworks show at camp, and I want to impress Annabeth with my courage. But that will of steel and unbreakable courage was crumbling moments before I was supposed to ask her. I'll just do it. No I won't. Yes I will. No I won't. Well, time to find out if I can or not.
And then it happened...
He had her. He, Joseph Webb, Son of Apollo, the one trying to get in my way for as long as I knew him.
She, Annabeth Chase, Daughter of Athena, the one I was desperately in love with, though I would never admit it.
Me, the heart-broken Son of Poseidon, who was too late...
Two days later...
"Percy?" Grover asked behind the door.
"We're worried about you." Katie said, right behind him.
"JACKSON! OPEN THE DOOR!" I heard Clarisse bellow.
I opened the door. "What? Can't you see I'm moping..." I said, slightly edgy and sarcasticly.
"Percy, maybe you should talk to her."
"Whatever, I'll go for I walk, but I won't talk to her. Not yet... Just, give me time." And the I walked away.
It was then it happened. Him with Her. Laughing. Playing. Hugging. I nearly died...
Two more days later...
I heard someone open the door. "Grover, please leave."
"It's me..." She said.
"Annabeth..."
Dun Dun Dun, cliffhanger!