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Percy
"Percy?" Asked a quiet voice. The voices owner took a step forward. She would have gone farther I f someone hadn't have put a hand on her shoulder to prevent her.
"Annabeth, you can't just walk up to a random praetor." Said some guy with blond hair, blue eyes, and an orange t-shirt identical to the girls he stopped running from me.
How had she known my name? " Jason, he's not random. I know him." She aid with a pain in her voice. I feel as if I know her to.
" How do you know a praetor from camp Jupiter? Oh, never mind." Jason let go of the girls shoulder. As soon as she was free from his grip she bolted towards me.
A wave of realization flooded over me. This was Annabeth. I ran for her. The first few steps I stumbled over my toga, but I got back up and ran after her. " Looks like we have a rouge praetor .I told you he was no good." Sneered Octavian in the background. If I wasn't running towards Annabeth I would have made some rash decision and smacked him upside the head, or given him a real feel for what celestial bronze really feels like.
Annabeth and I stopped an inch away from each others face. Her sweet aroma is just like I barely remember it. " You know who I am?" She sounded scarred.
" I never forgot you." And then our lips met.