Percy and I sat in complete silence for hours, driving from New York to the Midwest. "Where are we going exactly?" Percy asked.
"I don't know, I'm too stupid to figure it out." I said bitterly.
He rolled his eyes. "We're looking for a place where Demeter might be," I said, thinking out loud. "Lucky Charms is a product of General Mills, which is a cereal company. So their headquarters should be at least close to Demeter's place."
"Are you gonna tell me where that is?" Percy asked.
"What? I'm not too stupid and idiotic to figure it out?"
"You're acting like a stupid teenage girl," Percy said.
"Thank you, cause I really need to be told by you that I'm a teenage girl," I said sarcastically.
"Annabeth," Percy started.
"Don't say my name," I said.
"Fine, just find out where we're going," he said.
"Minnesota," I said. "Specifically Minneapolis." He snorted.
She knows this by heart. What a freak.
I reached over and punched his shoulder hard. He swerved slightly. "Don't call me a freak." I snapped.
Fucking bruised my shoulder the evil witch.
I punched him again, this time in the side. After that, we rode in silence. We drove for eight hours until dark, when we reached Athens, Ohio. We got a hotel and put our stuff away. "I'm hungry," Percy said.
"And I don't give a damn," I said.
"Let's go get food," he said.
"I'm not going anywhere with you," I said.
"Fine," stay here and starve," Percy said, exiting and slamming the door behind him.
Oh my gods I messed up. She hates me now. Why did I have to open my goddamn mouth? I always make things worse. Now there's no chance of her ever—
I looked up, seeing an Iris-Message waiting for me. That's weird. You'd have to know where I am to be able to call me. Curious, I answered, and was greeting by my mother. "How'd you know where to find me?" I asked.
"Sweetie, you're in Athens," Mom said. "This is my city."
"Well, how are you?" I asked.
"Annabeth, I'm calling to talk to you," she said. "It seems as if you and that son of Poseidon have come to a small disagreement."
"It's nothing," I said. Minus the fact that he wishes I was dead.
"Just don't forget about how much the two of you accomplish together. Don't let something so small come between you two." she said. "I must be going now. Remember what I said."
Annabeth, you want me to bring you something?
No.
Fine. Whatever.
She's so annoying. She's so—she's so full of herself!
Its that stupid hubris.
Can't believe she wishes I'm dead.
Great, now there's this random chick following me.
What the hell type of pick up line is 'I lost my number, can I have yours?' I'm gonna play stupid.
She wasn't even that cute. Compared to Annabeth, she was a pig.
Compared to me?
Fucking shit you scared me!
Why are you comparing people to me?
None of your damn business.
Fucking unbelievable.
I lay down on the bed, sighing in frustration. I couldn't stop thinking about what we were fighting about earlier. He probably thinks I'm just a stupid girl who can't do anything. Just cause he got lucky on a few things. He's so annoying and so-he's so stupid!
I got up, pulling out my sword. I quickly made a dummy out of pillows and blanket and destroyed it in less than five minutes with my sword. "Stupid Percy," I grumbled, tearing through the pillows. "Stupid stupid. Wishes I was dead." I drove my sword into the heart of the pillows, sliding it down as I sank on my knees.
"Stupid jerk!" I yelled. I got up and pulled out my sword, then started swinging it around.
"Annabeth!" I heard Percy yell, making me scream and drop my sword.
"Holy Zeus you nearly killed me!" Percy exclaimed. I turned to look at him, seeing him holding a bag of McDonald's and a drink. "Why are you crying?"
"I-I'm not crying," I stammered. "What's that?"
"I brought you food. You haven't eaten in a few days." he said. "Annabeth, you're crying. What's wrong? What were you doing?"
"Nothing, I'm fine," I said.
"Here, it's a cheeseburger and fries, and ice tea," he said, handing me the bag. "You murdered those pillows."
"Whatever," I said, taking the bag from him.
"I'm going to go take a shower," he said.
"I don't care what you do," I said.
This is what I get for being nice.
I don't need your handouts, dumbass.
Am I not worthy of Seaweed Brain anymore?
Seaweed Brain is what I used to call my best friend.
What so I'm not your best friend anymore?
No. Best friends don't wish each other were dead.
I finished eating, then lay down on my bed. I didn't have any pillows that were torn to shreds. I slowly fell asleep, to tired to even clean up.
