A PJO one-shot. This is my first story and just a heads up I'm a pretty bad writer.
Annabeth POV:
Every day without Percy feels like a piece of shrapnel being embedded in my heart; lodged so deep that it may never come out. I needed him, his childish behavior, and his laid back attitude, but he was long gone.
Taken by that stuck-up, good for nothing goddess Hera. I walked down to the watching the trail of footprints I left behind me. While sitting in the sand I found myself staring at the gently rolling waves that reminded me his beautiful green eyes. I couldn't help but wonder if I would ever see Percy again or if he would remember me and everything we went through together. Everyone tried to reassure me that he would remember or tell me that everything would be alright, but I had my doubts. I was fooling myself; I wasn't alright. Day after day I woke up, put on a brave face, and just went through the motions. I knew I would break down like a dam with a crack in the side If I didn't see my Seaweed Brain again soon.
so...how was it? tell me. please? I'll give you a virtual water bufalo!
