Previously:

"Yes, Annabeth, that's right. Percy and I are going out now." I laid my arm over his shoulder. "So..." I waved her away,"You can leave now and leave us to be."

She gave Percy a weird look and left.

Percy immediately turned toward me. "What the Hades was that?! We are not dating! I didn't even know it was you that came in last night!"

Ouch.

He turned to leave, but I grabbed his shoulder, and said,"Look, Percy, I'm really sorry, but it was just the way that she was acting, it just made me snap at her like that. I swear it didn't mean anything. Can we just start over?"

He stared at me with those gorgeous eyes and told me exactly what I wanted.

"Sure."

Annabeth's POV:

"Percy?" I stepped into the cabin. I saw him, tangled up inside the sheets. I surveyed the room, but froze when I saw that there was another occupied bed. Stepping closer, I recognized the face halfway buried into the pillow. I freaked. Immediately.

"Percy! What were you thinking, letting Drew into your cabin!" I pulled the tangle of sheets off of him and shook him awake.

"Wahh?" he mumbled.

"Y-you... Urg!" I turned, and noticed she was staring at me with a somewhat glare, nothing compared to mine, of course. Remembering that we had "broken up," I spoke quickly,"I meant, hello Percy. How's it going? I see you're going out with Drew now?" trying to hide my emotions.

Drew smirked at me, which of course made me want to slap her, but I restrained myself.

"Yes, Annabeth, that's right. Percy and I are going out now. So...you can leave now and leave us to be."

What?

Um...

Did you mean that?

Oh no you didn't!

While in my mind I was screaming, I composed my self and walked out the door because if I stayed in that room, I might just have to kill someone. Not mentioning any names, of course.

I swiftly ran to my room -thankfully, it was empty- and screamed all my emotions into a pillow for a few seconds. I regained my breath and dropped to my knees on the floor. I leaned my head against the back of the headboard of someone's bed. I stared blankly into space.

Would he really stoop that low? First of all, he would technically be cheating on me. Secondly, we technically only "broke up" a few days ago. why would he let Drew sleep in his room only a few days after they started going out? Third of all, he-

"Annabeth!" he gasped as he burst through the door.

"What!?" I choked out.

"I just...Look, I didn't even know it was her! I would never, ever cheat on you. she never did anything, she just needed a place to sleep! I swear!"

I switched my position so I was no longer sitting on my knees, and buried my face in the crook of my arms, which laid on my knees. I wanted to believe him, I really did. But this is Drew that we're talking about, right?

Besides, I couldn't simply believe that Drew had spent the night and hadn't tried anything. there was no way, not after what I found in her cabin.

The crisp and ripped paper in my hand held the word that was scrawled in Drew's purple pen:

Percy.

There was no more hope for us, Percy and me, to get back together again. What competition did I have against a beautiful Aphrodite girl like her? She was everything that I wished I was, except the part about where she was never helpful on the battlefield. Unlike other Aphrodite girls, she was cunning, and could charmspeak. How was I special, really. All I had was wisdom. Percy had powers over water. Katie could make plants grow. Leo could set himself on fire. Hades, some mortals could be as smart as I was!

I found myself rocking myself to sleep, while humming a couple depressing songs, that I didn't even keep track of. Right before I fell asleep, I heard myself singing,"If we could only have this life for one more day, if we could only turn back time." (A/N: Moments by One Direction)

I woke up to a conch horn, calling us for, lunch? Dinner? Or maybe the campfire.

I got up, dusted myself off, and stared at myself in the mirror.

I was a mess. I quickly ran a brush through my hair, and flicked some water at my tear-stained face. No use. I normally didn't care about my ooks, but this would show Drew, heck, it would show everyone that I was weak. I would never, do that.

One of my siblings carried some makeup -I forgot what it was called, since I didn't care for such matters- that covered up my tear-stained face.

When I was done, I strolled confidently to the pavilion as if there was nothing wrong in my life. Nothing. At. All.

However, long before I got to the pavilion, it came to my mind that it was long before even lunchtime. And the only other time they blew the conch was to- Oh, gods. I stumbled aimlessly around the camp and found my way to the Big House.

Piper ran out the door, and left the door open. There was no one in the Big House. Piper stared at me with a panicked look on her face, but didn't say anything as she sprinted past me.

I stood there, shocked, so it took me awhile to catch up to her.

"Piper? Piper! Where are you going? What happened?"

She turned her head to face me, but she simply shook her head.

What?

I jogged alongside her, while we reached the edge of the woods.

When we reached the cliff that I didn't know were there, I pulled Piper's shoulder back and demanded an answer to my question.

"Annabeth, there's no time! We have to go, or he's gonna die!"

Gonna die? Not Percy, surely.

We ran for a little while more, and she stopped abruptly at one point.

"What? Keep going!" I urged her on.

"This is it."

"B-but there's no one here."

She took one more step towards the edge of the cliff and pointed down.

Down...So either they fell off, or attempted suicide.

"Well, how are we getting down there?"

"Watch."

She jumped off the cliff. I waited for her to scream, but she didn't. I peered down and saw some kind of mist thing that was carrying her gently down. Okay, what the Hades? I jumped as well. The feeling was indescribable. the worry about hitting my head on the rocks below was infinite.

The rocks... the person must have fell and hit their head on the rocks. As the cloud caught me in mid-fall, I was able to get a good look around. There were many people swarming around, mostly paramedics. However, I couldn't see who was hurt and Piper had disappeared as well.

I followed the stream of paramedics from Apollo's cabin and reached where they were gathering. Chiron stood there, over a body that wore an orange t-shirt and jeans. Nothing out of the ordinary for campers, nothing to help identify the person except for his gender.

"Who is it?" I asked one of the paramedics.

He looked at me in disgust and asked,"What are you doing here? You're the cause of this! Go away, Annabeth!"

I wished he hadn't said my name.

Upon hearing this, several people began yelling at me about how this was my fault.

How could it possibly be my fault? I hadn't even done anything significant today. Well, except for...

I jolted upright. The boy was Percy. Of course it was. After I broke up with him, he must have come and jumped over the cliff, not seeing the rocks, only the rough ocean waves.

I wasn't that arrogant, really, to think that a boy would jump over a cliff for me, but it was the only thing that made any sense at all.

Great, Percy could be dead right now and it would be all my fault. Of course they wanted me away from him. I had only one question. How did they know that it was because of me?

Percy would be unconscious, so he couldn't have told them. Who could it be?

I scanned the crowd and zeroed in on a girl that definitely wasn't from the Apollo cabin, since she wore a designer parka with her hair braided in an elaborate pattern. Yep, it was Drew.

Sure, I wanted to go and punch her face out, but that would make me look even worse. After all, she was really the cause of all this.

She turned around, feeling my gaze on her, probably. Her eyes ,locked with mine and she smirked, then went back to being genuinely (100%), concerned about Percy's well-being, and not at all about how great her hair looked.

I was so immersed in my thoughts that I somehow found my way back to the top of the cliff and dawdled back to the cabin. Finding nothing to do, I took out my drawing pad and began sketching something random.

As the minutes dragged on, the sketch took the form of statue. I thought it was a god, but then I recognized the face. It was Percy.

I'll admit, it was slightly weird that I was doing that weird thing that Rachel does with her paintings, but hey, as long as it works, right?

I woke up to a bright and hopeful day this morning, and look what I did to it. It's been turned a... a dark hurricane that brings down everyone.
Nevertheless, I wouldn't allow Drew to win this. She couldn't barge into my life and ruin everything, take everything I valued.

Okay, so in the previous update, I talked about the whole guessing the POV. Well, a lot of people guessed Piper, but t was Annabeth (if you didn't get that from the chapter above.)

Anyways, until next time...

Iridescent Coconut