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ANNABETHS POV
She was sitting next to Percy. They didn't talk very much, since their parting last summer.
She watched Grover get up on stage. He tapped the mic.
"Testing, testing," He smiled. "Clarisse, now".
She stared in confusion at her friend. Then she felt beefy arms wrap around her. She kicked and screamed, but her attacker secured her with a rope.
She was then thrown on the ground next to Percy, who was in a similar predicament. Riptide was cast aside a few feet away.
"Grover!" He yelled at his best friend, who was laughing at him. "What the Hades?"
Grover grinned at him sheepishly, while Clarisse brushed her hands off.
"There you go, Goat Boy".
"Thanks, Clarisse." Grover turned to the rest of the camp, who were watching in bewilderment.
"So you all know I have a empathy link with Percy," He began. I glanced over at Percy. His eyes were wide, and disbelieving.
"And I've been thinking, that he and Annabeth need to clear some things up," Grover continued. "I know how Percy feels, and I also know that Annabeth doesn't know what the Hades is going through his head."
Annabeth tried to squirm, but the ropes were holding her still.
"So," Grover spoke, grinning at the camp. "I've come up with the perfect song to describe what Percy thinks! And Will is going to sing it for us!"
She looked over at Percy. He looked like he was having a panic attack, but no matter how much he struggled, he was trapped.
Will stepped up to the mic. "Thank you Grover…here is What hurts the most By Rascal Flatts."
Annabeth frowned. She had never heard that song, and but by the looks of it, Percy had. Will's voice rang out around the camp, Annabeth's thoughts accompanying the song.
I can take the rain on the roof of this empty house
That don't bother me
Well he does love water…..
I can take a few tears now and then and just let them out
I'm not afraid to cry every once in a while
Even though going on with you gone still upsets me
There are days every now and again I pretend I'm ok
She could defiantly see that. She had never seen Percy seem troubled about his role in the war.
But that's not what gets me
Then what does?
What hurts the most
Was being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
She guiltily remembered what happened last summer, when she had walked away from him. She hadn't looked back, and she regretted that now.
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was tryin' to do
Percy had always been there for her, he was the only person who had been, yet she had never let him in. She looked over at him. He looked up, and for a minute, she saw a look of pain and horror on his perfect face, but when he caught her staring, he wiped it clean of all emotion.
It's hard to deal with the pain of losing you everywhere I go
But I'm doin' It
Is that why he had been spending so much time with Rachel?
It's hard to force that smile when I see our old friends and I'm alone
Still Harder
Is that why she had barely seen him smile at her lately?
Getting up, getting dressed, livin' with this regret
But I know if I could do it over
I would trade give away all the words that I saved in my heart
That I left unspoken
She had left him before he could say anything.
What hurts the most
Is being so close
And having so much to say
She had never given him a chance….
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was trying to do
If Grover was right, if this was how Percy felt, she had possibly thrown away the best thing that had ever happened to her, with out giving a backward glance.
What hurts the most
Is being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
No wonder Percy liked Rachel instead of her. She was a hypocrite. She left him, when all he had ever done was be there fore him.
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was trying to do
Annabeth looked at Percy again. His jaw was clenched, but he wasn't trying to escape anymore. He looked at her in defeat, but he didn't say anything.
Not seeing that loving you
Annabeth was getting lost in Percy's eyes. "I'm so sorry, Seaweed Brain".
He cracked a smile at his nickname, but then at the last line, he sang along with Will, just loud enough for the both of them to hear.
That's what I was trying to do
The camp was silent, and the ropes fell away from their bodies. Annabeth stood up shakily. "Was Grover right? Did that song match your feelings?" She asked.
Percy glanced away for a moment. Then he turned to the camp, and shouted so all could hear him.
"Nice singing, Will. Remember, tomorrow we're having the sparring tournament to help train for the war, so be up in time for that! Goodnight everyone."
He was acting like it never happened. And he ignored her question! But then he turned back towards her.
"The song was spot on".
Then he gave a small smile, one to show her that everything would be okay between them. The one that never failed to make her feel light headed.
"See you in the morning, Wise Girl". Then the boy with green eyes, turned and walked away, just as she had, the summer before. Except, at the door to his cabin, he looked back.
He waved goodnight, before disappearing into the cabin, leaving Annabeth swimming in sea of emotion. She didn't know what to think.
Fin.
A/N: How was that? Please review!