A/N: Me again! Okay, enjoy! If there's anything I missed, this includes previous chapters, then tell me please! Thx!
Warning: This may be short.
You know, no matter how much Percy tried to comfort me, I couldn't help feeling that something terrible was going to happen.
"What is it?" Percy asked me. "Is it the prophecy?"
"I'm sure it's fine," I lied. In fact, I didn't think anything made sense anymore. I was so confusing.
"What was the last line?" Oh, man. Not that. I wasn't really ready to tell anyone the last line of the prophecy. I brought out my arms, hoping Percy would give me a hug, because I really needed one. And Percy did. It felt nice to know that he cared. It was probably the only thing I knew at the moment. And somehow, I sort of like that he was hugging me right now.
"Chiron might be right," I said. "I'm breaking the rules. But I don't know what else to do. I need you three. It just feels right."
"Then don't worry about it," Percy told me. "We've had plenty of problems before, and we solved them."
"This is different. I don't want anything happening to...any of you." I really didn't want anything to bad to happen to either Grover, Tyson, and especially Percy...
Just then, someone cleared his throat. Malcom, one of my half-brothers, was staring at us, and his face was crimson. This couldn't be good.
"Um, sorry," he said. "Archery practice is starting Annabeth. Chiron said to come fin you."
Percy stepped away from me. "We were just looking at maps," he told Malcom. What an idiot. Malcom didn't seem convinced. His gaze stayed on Percy.
"Okay," he said.
"Tell Chiron I'll be right there," I said. Then Malcom sped out of the room. I massaged my eyes. "You go ahead, Percy. I'd better get ready for archery." And I followed Malcom out the door.
A/N: Okay, well, that was the whole page. I hope I did well. Review nicely please. Please. Please. PLEASE!! Thx! Okay, bye!
