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"Are you sure we're going the right way?" Percy asks. We had been walking for more than two hours and he was getting tired.
"Relax, Jackson. Do you really think I can't read a puny map?" I reply sarcastically.
"Is that a question?" he answers grinning innocently. I glare daggers at him, but keep my mouth shut. I knew Percy was good at shooting back witty replies and even though I was strong, words weren't exactly my best weapon. It had made me look like a fool on many occasions and I wasn't exactly keen on giving it another chance.
We walked for about another mile before Percy sat heavily on a tree trunk and said:
"I'm beat, let's take a break."
"You're so weak, Jackson." I replied, but sat anyway for no matter how much I hated to admit it: I was getting quite tired myself. I got two cereal bars out of my bag and tossed one of them to him. He gratefully took it while I shoved mine in my mouth.
"So, "he started. "what were you dreaming about?" he asked.
"None of your business." I mumbled, looking down at my shoes.
"Considering you yelled my name at least three times and soaked my tee shirt with tears, I think you owe me an explanation at the very least." he replied. I bit my lip. Why did he have to hear me? I cursed.
"Come on, "he pushed. "cards on the table. What were you dreaming about?" seeing I wouldn't give in easily, he added. "I'll tell you a secret if you tell me yours." he had managed to pick my curiosity and I was now looking at him side ways.
"Any secret?" I asked, a grin forming on my face. Percy looks scared, but finally gives in.
"Any secret." he confirms. I consider the offer for a few seconds and sigh in defeat.
"All right, " I say. "you win, Jackson."
"Yes!" He says, savoring his victory.
"But you have to promise not to laugh or interrupt." I add.
"I solemnly swear that I shall not laugh or interrupt." he says, placing his hand over his heart.
"Well, you remember last night when you were making your way around the trees and I was fighting the Cyclops?" He nods. "Right then, it started talking to me, the Cyclops, only... it wasn't using it's voice. It was talking to me with your voice." Percy seemed merely surprised, but didn't say anything. "And that night, I dreamed that the Cyclops was telling me with your voice that I was a weak and worthless girl, that it was no wonder that Ichneutae got snatched by Scylla right under my nose, that I wasn't worthy of being a daughter of Ares." I was gripping my cereal bar package so hard, my knuckles were white.
"But you're not weak." I heard Percy's voice telling me. My head shot straight up, he was smiling kindly at me and I couldn't help, but stare at him.
'What did you say?" I asked, bewildered. I couldn't believe what I was hearing.
"I said: You're not weak." he repeated.
"I don't get it, I thought you hated me."
"I used to hate you, but after we went on that quest to get the Fleece, I realized... you're not as bad as you seem."
"Wow. Okay... um, thanks, I guess." I reply.
"Well, you told me your secret, it's only fair that you get to know one of mine." he says, gulping down his last piece of cereal bar.
"Okay, let me think." I frown in concentration. "All right, why... did you and Annabeth break up?" I finally ask. Percy frowns, but answers the question anyway.
"Well, to be honest with you, it was Annabeth who ended the relationship. She said she thought our friendship was too important to be ruined by fight that would have probably happened. I thought she had a point so we agreed to end it and just stay friends. Now, Annabeth is going out with that John, from the Apollo cabin and I'm still single." He says, sighing.
"Are you happy for her?" I ask. Percy seems to be caught off guard and raises an eyebrow. He thinks for a second before answering.
"Yeah, I am, actually. Annabeth is a great person and I think John is a good guy." he's smiling, looking at peace. I stare at him, I didn't think he had it in him: to tell me all of that, I mean.
"Well, " he says, breaking the silence. "we better hit the road if w want to get to that hotel by tonight."
And with that, we toss our bags over our shoulders and start hiking.
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