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Chapter 4, Percy's POV:

Day one-

"Mom, is there any mail here for me yet?" I asked eagerly.

"No, honey," my mom sighed. "Not yet."

Day two-

"Mom! Did I get any mail?"

"No, Percy!"

Day three

I sat on my living room couch, irritated. It was nearly four in the afternoon after I had returned from possibly the most boring day of school ever.

I sat there trying to keep myself busy by reading a book the size of brick filled with microscopic text- not to mention that it was pure torture for dyslexia.

I tried to make out the words on the page in front of me, but I couldn't help but find myself distracted. Had Annabeth gotten my letter? What would she think of everything I had written about Luke? What if-

"Mail delivery for Percy Jackson!" My mom announced happily, breaking my train of thought, as she entered the apartment from the front door.

I stood up faster than I thought possible, approaching my mom and blurted out something along the lines of "Hi mom! How was work? Good? Okay, Bye, thanks!" before securely snatching the envelope from my mom's hands and plopping back down on the couch.

My mom smiled as she took her coat off. "Percy, I did some research and it takes exactly three days for mail to travel from Manhattan to San Francisco."

"Isn't there a faster way?" I complained. "Haven't they ever heard of speed shipping?"

My mom simply laughed, expecting my impatience, before heading to her room.

Once I was alone, I stared at the letter in my hands. My stomach was doing a funny summersault, but I didn't waste time ripping open the envelope. Inside, there was a neatly folded letter.

As I opened it and observed the perfectly neat hand writing, I realized that Annabeth's hand writing was the only type my dyslexia didn't bother me with. It might have been the fact that the words in front of me had my complete concentration, but I was able to read the words clearly.

I read:

Seaweed Brain!

….

Percy, you seem so happy with Rachel. You guys live close together and go to the same school… you're only going to get closer.

I wasn't expecting it to, but the thought hurt. Annabeth was right- Rachel and I were getting closer, but for some reason I wanted to convince her more than ever that it wasn't true.

…..

Percy, I don't know about Luke. I wish I did. You were right, though... I could feel him, day and night. But, I can't anymore.

….

Percy, he's like a big brother to me.

I stopped reading. I didn't know why that simple sentence got to me so much. I had always knew that Annabeth felt something for Luke and hearing her say that he was like a brother to her was something new. Annabeth had probably put a lot of thought behind those words and it had to mean something, right? I read on:

Ever since, you know… that incident back at Mount St. Helen, I guess I feel like I've lost him.

Wait, what? A thousand thoughts were rushing through my head as I thought about exactly what "incident" Annabeth meant.

Don't think too hard seaweed brain, you know what I'm talking about.

My thoughts clicked and I felt like my heart was beating harder than before. Did Annabeth mean…our kiss? I realized I had froze, getting caught up in her words. It was the first time she had ever mentioned that incident again and I didn't know what to think of it.

I read the letter through till the end, then read it again- finding myself smiling at some of her words. I headed to my room immediately once I was done and grabbed the first pencil and notebook paper I could get my hands on..

I began:

Dear Annabeth,

Nothing is really new here. It's basically just the same old…me and my mom living here in Manhattan. It's pretty surprising that there haven't been any monster attacks yet. How's San Francisco? Have any monsters decided to drop by your neighborhood?

Alright, Annabeth, here it goes: I swear on the River Styx that I don't feel "that way" about Rachel. I'm telling you this because…I guess I just want you to know.

Rachel's a great friend and all, but I don't think we'll be getting any closer. I mean, she's not even in a lot of classes and I barely get to see her during the week.

I wish you were here, Wise Girl. It would be nice, for a change, if we could just hang out without having to worry about someone's life on the line. But, hey, we're living the typical life of a Half Blood, right? The truth is…sometimes I think it'd be amazing if you were here instead of Rachel, you know? I mean…Rachel's a huge help because she can spot monsters and everything, but there's nothing like having another friend have your back during a fight. It's fun to be with Rachel, but something's missing and I guess it's just the feeling of a long friendship that's been build for years the way it is with me and you. Rachel get's me to laugh and everything, but I guess what I'm trying to say is that it's not the way I'm happy like when I'm with you.

You don't need to find a word to describe how you feel about Rachel. I'll spare you that. I get it.

Alright, so I just realized why it shocked me when I read that you can't feel Luke anymore. I'm going to explain it to myself as I write it down, so here's my best shot at it.

Ever since Luke joined Kronos, I've hated him because he betrayed us. I guess, I've never really thought about why he joined Kronos or his side of it. You loved him, Annabeth, and I guess that just made things worse.

Now, it's like you're suddenly telling me that you can't feel Luke anymore and I feel like I'm thinking about him as a person for the first time. I'm seeing him for himself, instead of the villain my best friend is in love with.

I don't want Luke to be evil. I'm not going to lie to you, though, because I honestly didn't want him to come back. He didn't deserve happiness and forgiveness from us. He shouldn't have left you, Annabeth. He tried to hurt you and I can't forgive him for that.

I don't know what I'm trying to say…but I guess it's just that I finally figured out why I hated Luke so much. He was hurting you and you loved him. I mean, your prophecy was about him. "To lose a love to worse than death."

Do you really just love him like a brother? I'm sorry if this sounds weird. I just…I need to know.

The incident…are you talking about, you know, our kiss?

My tip of my pencil broke and I realized how slanted my writing had gotten. Maybe she wasn't talking about the kiss, I thought about a million times before sharpening my pencil and working up the courage to keep those words on the page. I tried my best to explain my thoughts:

This is the first time you've brought it up, Annabeth. Now, that we're talking about it, I just wanted to tell you…well, I wanted to say thanks.

Thank you because if hadn't had done "what you did", I wouldn't have made it through the volcano. When you kissed me it just sort of woke up everything inside me. I can't really explain it, but the tsunami and earthquake and everything that I had stored inside my came out.

I have to admit I went overboard with the explosion, but it saved my life. I couldn't have done that without you're good luck gift. So, thanks.

What happened after you left, Annabeth? I know I've never really asked you, but I'm curious. Did you really think I was dead?

Alright, so, about my birthday present…. Are you kidding me? It's the best gift I ever got from someone who's miles away. Thanks.

I'll use it wisely, after all that's what I learned from you, right? I'm going to save the gift till I have a good question, so be ready for it.

Reply soon, Wise Girl. I'll be waiting.

Will always be thinking about you,

Percy.

p.s. I found out that it takes exactly three days to deliver letters between New York and San Francisco. I wish it was faster, but hey- at least it's not a week or something.

I finished writing the last word onto the page and then stared at the long letter I had just finished. I wanted to crumple it up and start over, but something made me stop. Everything I had written down was honest, and I didn't want it any other way.

I put a stamp on it and realized I had been writing for nearly two hours. It seemed like time always flew when I was doing something important.

"Why didn't you tell me it's been two hours?" I asked my mom, handing her the letter as she sat in by the counter.

"I checked on you and you were so involved in writing, I didn't want to disturb you." My mom told me, drying off a plate.

"Oh," I nodded awkwardly. "Well, I finished writing it. So, can you please mail it tomorrow?"

"Okay, dear," she said, placing the plate in the cupboard. I was about to leave, but then my mom stopped to look at me.

"What?" I asked her.

My mom smiled. "So, what is this long letter to Annabeth about?"

"Nothing…" I lied, "Just camp stuff."

"Really?" My mom seemed unconvinced, "So there four long letters so far have been about nothing but camp stuff?"

"Yes, mom," I said as emphasizing the words, while casually opening up the refrigerator. "What else would they be about?"

"So, in that case, it would be alright if I read it, right?" She said, pushing me to my limit.

The thought made my face burned and I hoped it would show, but I couldn't get anything past my mom.

"No, they're personal."I spit out without really meaning to.

"Personal?" My mom raised an eyebrow.

"I mean…not like that. But-" I sighed, giving up trying to find words.

My mom tried to hide her smile. "Alright, fine. I get it, Percy." She said dropping it.

Frustrated, I plopped back down on the couch with my can of soda and flipped through the channel on the T.V. I stopped when I got to a show about architecture. It shouldn't have bothered me but the documentary just made me miss Annabeth more than I already did.

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