Annabeth
She really missed him. There were some nights were she went to Cabin 3 to sleep. If you call staring at the ceiling sleep. But she couldn't do that for another 4 months. She had been counting the days he had been gone.
Annabeth was sitting on the beach on the warm soft sand. Being near the lake somehow made her feel closer to him even when he wasn't there. She missed his mischievous sea-green eyes, his unruly hair, the way he would have a lopsided grin when he did something stupid. Annabeth had a never ending list of things she missed because of him.
She didn't notice the lone tear falling from her cheek until it splashed on her leg. She never cried in front of anyone besides Percy. Trying to be strong and not show any weakness was a burden. She didn't want to discourage the other campers. But just being alone all night thinking about him made her feel empty.
Without him, Annabeth just didn't feel right. Her other half was missing. Just noticing the sun slowly coming up above the horizon, she checked her watch.
5:00 am.
Oh well, she thought. It wasn't the first time she sat awake all night on the beach. For some reason the harpies never bothered her. As Annabeth walked back to her cabin before anyone woke up, she looked back one more time at the calm lake. His eyes were always calm after a good night's rest.
Every camper lined up in front of their cabin to go down to the dining pavilion for breakfast. As the Athena cabin was led by their head councilor everyone could tell she didn't sleep again. It was the third time this week. There were dark bags underneath her bloodshot eyes.
"She was probably at the beach again last night." One of the councilors thought but did not voice.
The camp councilors from each cabin knew she spent most nights awake. But after a long, tireless meeting without her, they were smart enough to leave her alone. No one knew what to do. Would taking about Percy make her feel better or worse? Even the Aphrodite cabin had no idea what to do. Only the Hephaestus cabin had an idea and that was to build the Argo ll as fast as possible. So for the next four months they would have to wake up each morning seeing their toughest camp leader look lifeless.
AN: Four years after this was published I decided to fix this story. This is one of the weirdest writing experiences I have ever had. I was cringing at every word I read. I hope you enjoyed the new version of this.
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