Percy and Annabeth sat on the deck of the big house talking to Chiron. At least they got back alive. I rushed up to them, but my face froze. "Where's Thalia?" I asked, dreading the answer.
"She joined the hunters of Artemis." Annabeth responded. My insides felt like Ice, and thousands of things were swirling in my brain. But she promised, How could she, and That is worse than her dying were the main ones. I nodded and walked away. Sure, they might have thought I was rude or whatever, but I wasn't in the mood for chatter. I stood, looking at the pine tree. How could she? You weren't supposed to know love at an early age, but when I first saw her, he knew it. Even when she was in the tree, I had liked her, even if he had never met her. I would never get that date she promised. After years of begging. But the cruellest thing, was that she had chosen the hunters over me. She was still alive, but she didn't love me back. I turned, and ran to the office, to the Rainbow fountain, pulling a drachma from my pocket.