Annabeth's Diary:
Seeing him each day and knowing he doesn't remember what we once shared is..excruciating. How rude, I didn't update with you about my arrival at the Roman Camp.
Leo and the rest of the Hephaestus Cabin had finally finished the ship and we made it to the camp with the assistance of Jason and Rachel. All of the Romans were there to confront us as we descended from the air.
I kept my eyes on the wooden floor so I wouldn't look for Percy, for all I know he might have someone at his side. A girl. As my mind started thinking such thoughts, I started to become hesitant at greeting Percy.
When everyone eagerly got off the ship to introduce themselves, I lagged behind. My feet trudged step by step to the ramp that would allow me to meet the soft green Earth below.
"We mean no harm. You see, one of our campers were switched with yours.." Chiron started explaining. I knew this story too well, and quickly zoned out as he tried to get the Romans to agree to the quest. I couldn't refrain myself any longer, not being with him for so long made me anxious to look into his sea green eyes once again.
I scanned the crowd and quickly found him, he was at the front of the crowd. His attention was on Chiron, and at his side was a daughter of Demeter. They were holding hands, obviously content to be in each others presence. My heart broke at the sight, and I was grateful when Lupa let us wander the Camp while the wolf and Chiron talked.
Percy looked like he was heading towards the beach with her, so I went to the training arena. I had to put as much distance in between us or I would try to talk to him. Which would end up with my heart breaking even more when he confirms that he has no memory as to who I am.
The days ticked by and got more depressing as they went. We were stuck at the Camp until the other three going on the quest were revealed. My friends tried to make conversation with me, but all I did was eat, sleep, and fight.
In the arena of course, I didn't have time for the dramatic type of fighting. I ignored Percy like the plague, and-
I was cut off from my writing as a figure approached me. It was past curfew so I decided to go to the beach figuring Percy wouldn't dare disobey the rule. I was dead wrong, because that 'figure' was none other than Percy Jackson.
Hmm..I don't know about this story. Its fun to write, but I don't think I'm getting Annabeth's Point-Of-View just right. Should I continue the story? Review and let me know! Thanks!