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Someone pointed out that they saw almost the exact same letter on tumblr and if you read my note I said I got it off facebook, however it could have come off tumblr since a fan run page posted it. I did say it was not mine.
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My breath caught in my throat. His sea green eyes seemed to pierce through all of my barriers. My brain shut down and for the first time in my life the silence became suffocating. Slowly and awkwardly Percy retracted his hand.
"I didn't mean to bother you. Umm I guess I'll just go..." before I could stop him he spun around and left, shooting a look at Mr. Litt as he went. I guess he wasn't told I didn't talk. For the first time ever I packed up and left the library early.
It was sunny and warm so I decided to go somewhere I haven't in a while, Central Park. As soon as I got there I wondered into the woods, following a route I had committed to memory long ago. Five minutes later I arrived at the base of a large willow tree that looked like it had been standing for hundreds of years. It was also taller than any other tree in the area. Making sure my bag was secure and wouldn't fall off I climbed to a bough of the tree about halfway up that was flat on the top side, a natural bench. It was invisible from the ground and my most favorite natural spot it the whole of New York. I looked out of a gap in the branches and over the treetops all the way to the skyline. I replayed the event in my head. The way his eyes were an ever changing green that reminded me of the ocean. How his hair seemed to be darker than black, like the deepest pit of an underwater chasm where the light doesn't shine. As I was replaying the memory I noticed something I hadn't before. He was wearing a white long sleeve dress shirt with the top button undone and a crest of a lightning bolt on the left breast pocket. A silver and blue tie was tied casually around his neck. He went to the private school a few buildings down: Olympus Academy. Jeanette had offered for me to go there, but I wanted a normal high school experience. I'm regretting it more than ever now. I leaned back against the trunk and took in the world.
There is a certain harmony to life, a song sung by the birds and the sprawling metropolises. The sun that glints off the glass also glints off a pond. In these moments, where everything is connected, we are infinite.
As the sun was high in the sky, opposed to beneath the horizon, I traveled home.
My house was cold and empty, not like I was expecting it to be anything else. In my head this would one day be a home where I could belong. I hoped that would come true, no matter how far fetched. Since it was only around four o'clock I decided to go for a run. Quickly changing, I threw on my reeboks and headed back out the door. I only run about once a week if I have time, but I run for kilometers. Starting out slowly to warm up I run back to central park. I run off the paths, feeling connected with nature around me. Even though I lived in New York I didn't like running on pavement or gravel, it seemed too manufactured. Loosing myself in the rhythmic pounding of my feet and the noises of nature around me I run, faster and faster. For once my mind was comfortably blank and I could relax.
Two hours later I was winding down my run, my muscles ached and a smile was on my face. I took out my phone and checked the Nike+Running app. I had run a total of thirty kilometers, twelve short of a marathon. I walked into the nearest convince store and grabbed a water and energy bar. Paying with the money I always keep on me I walked out, trying to figure out the fastest way home.
After my shower I walked into the kitchen to find Jeanette making dinner, my jaw nearly dropped. She was never home this early! She saw me standing in the doorway and explained,
"We finished our research early." I nodded and sat at the table where she then placed a plate with spaghetti and garlic bread on it on front of me. I dug in enthusiastically. Jeanette doesn't cook very often, but when she does it is to die for. She tried to make small talk as we ate.
"Did you go running?" I nodded. "How far?" I held up three fingers. "Three kilometers? That's pretty good." I shook my head and held up three fingers and then made a zero with my hand. "Thirty! Wow, that's incredible Annabeth." I smiled slightly in thanks to her compliment. We finished the rest of dinner in silence.
That night I was able to finish Will Grayson, Will Grayson and I will admit that I cried at the end. It was extremely sweet and thoughtful. My thoughts drifted to Percy as I wondered if he was going to read this book in a few days. For some reason I wanted to be able to get to know him, and that unsettled me.
We live in our own world, sometimes alone and sometimes with a few other people, for so long that when someone else comes along and wants to enter, it unsettles us. Some people come in and make barely a ripple, others tip the boat.
That's what Percy is, the wave that sunk my boat. Without even trying he made a dent in my world and now I have a feeling he won't ever leave. I was frustrated how it had only taken two letters and one brief meeting for him to wiggle into my life. I needed to take my mind off him or else I'll end up doing something rash. I pulled out my blueprint and began working on the Athena cabin. It was number six of twelve cabins, one for each major god, and it was also my favorite. Ever since I was little, and my Greek Mythology obsession phase began, I thought I'd be a child of Athena. I've always been told I'm too smart for my own good, paired with the grey eyes and my love for owls it just seemed to be the perfect fit. The one thing in this camp that I would make sure is perfect, is this cabin. There are rare, rare moments when I'm sketching that I want something other than my thoughts to fill the silence. Grabbing my phone I opened the "Rdio" app and chose my Bastille album "All This Bad Blood". Clicking on the song "Poet" I synced my phone to my speakers and let the music flow.
At around ten thirty Jeanette came into my room.
"You should get some sleep Annabeth," she told me. I nodded and shut off my music.
"What are you working on?" I quickly flipped the blueprint over, Jeanette sighed. "Alright, you don't have to show me, but you can tell me anything you want. I realize I haven't really gotten to know you, but I guess I've just been lost since Logan died. I'm going to try and be different from now on," she finished. I was stunned, absolutely stunned. What had convinced her to change? How did this come around? She smiled at me and I couldn't help but smile back.
"Goodnight Annabeth," I nodded and crawled into bed.
For the first time in a while I dreamt of what ruined my life.
I shuddered as the scream ripped through the night air. I clutched my stuffed owl to my chest as I lay under my bed, my five-year-old self curled into a ball. I made sure to keep my sobs muffled, but I wasn't quiet enough. The door to my room opened, the light flooding in nearly blinded me as I had been in the dark for so long. Rough hands grabbed me and yanked me from under the bed and it was now my scream that flew through the air.
I shot straight up in bed, the last of my scream dying in my throat. Jeanette came flying into my room, knowing what my scream meant. Sobs racked my body just like in my dream. The last time I had that dream I was seven, I had just moved in with Jeanette. The last time I had that dream I was fifteen and I had hoped hey were gone for good, but as soon as things started going my way they had to come back. The ******* that ruined my life, and began my silence, just could not leave me alone, even after death. Jeanette wrapped me in a hug and rubbed my back soothingly until I calmed down.
"Better?" she asked when I had calmed down. I nodded.
"Same thing as before?" I nodded once again.
"Oh Annabeth. You know he can no longer get to you, don't worry," she said soothingly. I nodded for the third time.
"Do you want to go to school? If you do you'll have to get up," she explained. It was Friday and I had a math test I couldn't miss. I nodded reluctantly and made to get up.
"Breakfast will be ready when you get down." With that she left.
After an amazing breakfast of bacon and eggs I looked at the clock and realized I missed the bus. My eyes widened in panic because the next bus didn't come until halfway through first period. Jeanette seemed to pick up on my panic.
"I'll drive you to school, just give me five minutes to get ready," she assured. I still couldn't believe how here motherness seemed to take a 180-degree turn. One day I'd figure out what brought this on, but for now I had a math test to ace.
Fifteen minutes later I was waiting for the bell to ring to move to first when Thalia walked up.
"Would it be okay if you took me for a tour today?" I wasn't planning on doing anything after school so I nodded. Thalia smiled,
"Great!" Just then the bell rang and we made our way inside. Thalia noticed how I was getting pushed aside and took it upon herself to clear a path for me. Walking in front of me she shoved her way to our math classroom. As soon as we were seated she turned to me.
"Why do you let them push you around?" she whispered. Scribbling on my notepad I passed it to her.
Because I am invisible and have been for such a long time that I no longer care if someone does not see me.
I see you. Was her simple reply. I shook my head. It just doesn't work that way.
But you don't SEE me. She looked at me quizzically. I went to reply but the teacher walked in.
"You all have a test today with the exception of Ms. Grace since she only joined us yesterday," she informed us and Thalia smiled victoriously. "However, since I cannot let you go with out supervision Ms. Grace, you will be staying here and doing whatever work you have," at this her smiled faded and I couldn't help but snicker at her fallen face. In the end she just shrugged and pulled out some headphone while the tests were being passed out.
After I aced her math test the next two periods passed uneventfully, and then it was time for gym. Thalia and I stood at the back of the group as Coach Hedge addressed us.
"Alright cupcakes, listen up! Today we're starting our basic weapon and combat unit with help from our lovely neighbors," the sarcasm on the word lovely was so heavy it could be felt, "from Olympus Academy. Don't do anything to make me look bad!" Just as he finished five people in t-shirts and shorts with the academy logo on them walked through the door on my right. Three were male and two were female. The two females both had long black hair braided down their back. One had silvery blue eyes and a regal expression and the other had dark brown eyes and looked like a leader, her expression hard and unwavering. One of the males had golden blonde short cut hair and sky blue eyes. He looked like a blonde superman. There was a shorter boy beside him with black hair and obsidian eyes. Finally my eyes landed on the last member of their group. It was Percy Jackson…
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