kind of inspired by Maroon 5's song, Payphone! I ALWAYS think of that scene in SoN, when Percy calls his mom.
24. No Time
Hazel stood aside as Percy dug in his pockets for any spare change. He tapped his foot in irritation on the floor of the subway staion's tile floors, almost like he was mad at the payphone in front of him. Maybe he was.
The next subway would be at the station in three minutes. Whoever Percy wanted to call, he needed to hurry.
Hazel felt great sympathy for the handsome boy. He was like her older brother, and he was hurting. It was obvious in the way his shoulders shook slightly; and the fact that he was so tense that he had failed to notice the dime right in front of him that he'd been searching for for the past minute. She couldn't blame him. Percy had told her that he couldn't remember anyone from his past. He had admitted later that he had a fuzzy image of one girl; Annabeth, he said. And, just now, as they were waiting for the subway to come, he'd gotten these numbers. And the girl's face had clicked with it.
Percy had been so hopeful, and Hazel hoped it wasn't for nothing.
"Percy, we need to hurry." Hazel hated to rush him, but the train would be here any minute, and they still needed to find Frank and leave for Chicago.
"Just give me a second, Hazel. Please." She closed her eyes and listened as he punched the dime into the slot of the payphone and hesitantly pressed one button, then two, and another. Every one had a purpose; Hazel prayed someone would answer. Percy needed it.
She watched Percy as the phone rang. And rang. And rang.
He kept waiting. The subway pulled to a stop almost ten feet away. Hazel pulled on his sleeve. "I'm sorry, Percy, we need to-"
She heard him sigh in defeat. He rubbed his face once, then turned to her. "You're right."
They began running for the subway, but, just as Percy had hung up, there was one lonely girl in New York, who had been up all night worrying, and had been awoken by a strange call at four in the morning.
By the time Annabeth had answered the phone, though, there was nobody there.
Hope you enjoyed! made it a little longer this time! :D D.C. trip in... 5 days I think!
~this is just a rant I need to get out, not related to the story, so you don't have to read any further xD~
Okay, the one TCAP test I didn't worry about (social studies) turns out to be the hardest D: EVRYONE thought it was tough. (alot of the ?s were passages in a speech, and you had to figure out what they had meant in the speech D: I've never been good at reading comprehension xD) I'm hoping James K. Polk was the vice pres. for Lincoln, but now I get the feeling it might have been Andrew Johnson D: I hate second guessing myself.