Hey guys! I just reread the SoM! I'm home sick! DO NOT WORRY I DID NOT READ THE BOOK IN ONE DAY! I just finished it though. Either way I decided to write a fic based on memories that Percy is remembering from that summer. Things he wished he did different, things he didn't realize until 3 years later, all of that kind of stuff. So here it is!
Memories of that summer kept replaying in my mind lately. I replayed memories of us all the time, but this summer kept popping up. It was my second summer at camp. The year Chiron got "fired." I remember Annabeth crying. If my father left home to possibly vanish for all eternity, I'd probably cry too. I remember trying to comfort her with words, but thinking back on it, maybe a hug would've been better. Then how whenever Luke was mentioned or seen the broken expression on her face would make me uncomfortable. And then Siren Bay. I hadn't realized it, then, but I loved her and had to get her to safety and tell her everything was going to be alright. My love denying brain kept saying I had that burning desire to save her because we were friends, but I'm starting to doubt that. As I was dragging her to the boat something inside me was stirring, almost like I didn't want it to end.. And of course I blame the near death incident on myself because I was dumb enough to forget about her knife. Being turned into a guinea pig was no fun, but Annabeth's face was priceless when I was turned back. We were alone for a good majority of that quest. Not technically a bad thing. I remember feeling jealous when Annabeth talked about Thalia and Luke. When Tyson was claimed I wanted to kill myself, but then I realized he was awesome. Stupid Tantalus putting Tyson, Annabeth, and me on KP with the harpies. Annabeth yelled at me for telling Tantalus to go chase a donut... I ignored her. I also remember Grover in that ridiculous wedding dress that was saving his life. I remember being half passed out, sharing a Dr. Pepper after the crazy explosion as we entered the Sea of Monsters. The stab of fear when Annabeth was hurt when we were fighting Polyphemus, healing her with the Golden Fleece, it all came back to me. Annabeth's pale face as she tried o stand with broken ribs, just when we though the Fleece had healed her. I should've been the one carrying her, not Clarisse, but I ended up fighting. I recall the searing pain in my thigh as the party ponies exploded on deck the Princess Andromeda to hit Luke with a volley of punching bag arrows. When Beckendorf was mercilessly fighting me during the chariot race, I knew I had to protect Annabeth. After our victory I remember the roaring of the crowd in my ears after Annabeth kissed me on the cheek. Then the night that Thalia came back. Grover waking me up frantically with news of a hurt Annabeth. When I got there I found myself holding my cousin, Thalia daughter of Zeus. I remembered the little and the big details of that summer. I guess I learned a lot that summer. About friendship, love, loss, loyalty, and acceptance. Lessons that would later put my life in danger and help me pull of one of my biggest challenges, but that's a different story.
Look out for the next chapters! If you actually read this (I doubt anyone did) before I changed it just ignore before!