Chapter 29

It was several days after the Mexican Grand Prix, which I couldn't attend, and I was sitting in my room alone thinking about the girl who was by my side when I woke up. She must mean something to me if she was the first person that I'd seen and seemed to have stuck by my side the entire time. The main problem was is that, who ever the girl is I know I have got strong feelings for her which was ridiculous because I'd only just met her, and I can't seem to get her out of my head. I still don't even know her name let alone had seen her again since she walked out crying.

I was brought out of my thoughts by the girl herself clearing her throat, a hesitant uncertain smile on her face. "Hey, I just came to tell you that you can leave in a few, Sally is just signing the release form and then you can get going." I nodded and looked at her. She soon averted her gaze and blushed after we realised we had just unintentionally stared into each others eyes for a good five minutes.

"Who are you to me?" I asked aloud, unable to keep my big mouth shut. I saw a flash of hurt cross over her face before it steeled over with a determined look.

"Someone you hold and cherish dearly." She took a deep breath and sat on the bed next to me, grabbing my hand gently and slowly as if I'd retract it from her grasp, I noticed a ring on the hand she used to grab mine, "I'm your girlfriend, and I'm going to do everything in my power to make you remember who I am Percy." She whispered as tears rolled down her cheek. I wiped them away before I could stop myself, again my mind was flowing making me spill things I didn't mean to say.

"How am I with someone like you? You are way out of my league." To my shock she just smiled slightly and leaned on the bed, her head resting on my shoulder.

"We are more a like than you know Perce." She hesitantly pecked my cheek and squeezed our interlocking hands, smiling as we watched them lace together as if they had done them thousands of times. 'I will remember you.' I told myself in my head, running my thumb over her knuckles.

It was the Thirteenth of November, practice for the Brazilian Grand Prix. I awoke to the sound of my phone ringing, the chime being Van Halen's chorus to Why Can't This Be Love. I got a jolt of recognition and memory flood through my brain to the Café after Australia where I first met the mysterious girl. That was one piece to the puzzle. The song later became our song when it came on through my playlist in Greece. I answered immediately seeing the caller ID being Annabeth. "Hey!" I said excitedly, before she could answer or say 'hey' I continued. "You are the best. I just remembered the first time we met after Australia." I grinned.

I could hear a sniffle and a smile on the other end,"Really?" She said, her voice barely above a whisper.

"Yeah." I chuckled with glee, "This is the first time you've called and your ringtone's Van Halen." I grinned.

"Great. Percy, this is great." I could hear her smile and laughing on the other end, "Anyway, I just called to wish you luck and sorry I couldn't be there with you. It's your first time back on the track and all. Are you nervous." She wondered. To tell you the truth, I was. It had been so long since I felt the way the car handles and the power of the car. But I didn't tell Annabeth that.

"Excited really, I can't wait to get back on track." I smiled, partially telling the truth.

"Be careful, Perce." She said softly. I smiled,

"I will." and we hung up. It felt weird knowing Annabeth but not remembering anything about her or the time we've spent together. I knew that as soon as I walk out that door, I was going to be swamped by media and fans, so I went into the bathroom and took a shower. The warm water relaxing my muscles, loosening all the knots in my back from worrying about being back in the car. I glanced in the mirror at my back, seeing the tiny white scars dotted around my shoulders and neck, I pulled on the fireproof under shirt, which annoyingly only do a little amount of protection against fire, and pulled up my race suit, tying the arms around my waste. I took a shuddering breath as I walked out of the bathroom in my race suit, out of the room and the hotel. I was instantly swamped by media and photographers, taking photos of my return. I smiled and waved, as I walked by, answering peoples questions and signing things for my fans. I soon met up with Claire in the garage and she smiled when she saw me.

"It's good to have you back Percy. Suzie has been doing exceptionally well in your absence. How are you doing?" She wondered as I picked up the race helmet I had recently got redesigned. The design now was a matte black helmet with a flame design and a trident on the side and back of the helmet.

"Its good to be back, I've been okay. The only problem is is that I can't really remember who my girlfriend is. I know who she is, now, I just don't know where we are in the relationship and stuff. All I know is her name and our song and how we met." She frowned at me slightly, in worry and smiled.

"I'm sure they will return soon." She smiled. I nodded, "How do you feel about driving, are you ready?" She wondered. I took a long breath.

"Yeah. I guess I should go to the drivers meeting then I kinda wanna be first out on track so I can get into the swing of things. Is that okay?" I wondered. She smiled and nodded.

"Of course, the car will be ready for when you come back." she said. I nodded and said my thanks, and walked to the conference room.