Good day to you guys! I'm back with Chapter 13. When I was writing this chapter, my brain was unable to think of good plot. So I'm sorry if this chapter sucked. Or very badly written. I was sick when I was writing this. But there is one part I enjoyed writing here. This might be my shortest chapter that I've ever done. The first scene here is only in this chapter to emphasize that Annabeth fulfilling the promise she made to Percy prior her letter. Wait. Did I just make sense? Anyways, I'm having a huge author's block with Chapter 14. Gaah.

I would love to have the Throne of Fire in my hands right now. Really. Yeah.

Disclaimer: Seriously?

A week had passed as Annabeth was living her life normally. As she stepped outside her house and hailed a taxi heading to the Empire State Building. It has been a routine to her, going to the Empire State Building every night. She must love Percy so much to do this.

She actually thought if Percy was doing the same. Of course, he's not doing it with her simultaneously. There was a six hour difference between Italy and New York. As it were seven in the evening in New York and an hour after midnight in Italy. He must be sleeping now, Annabeth thought.

The full moon was shining brightly towards her. She had reached the Empire State Building in a matter of fifteen minutes. She went to the top, looked at the stars, and reminisced.

It was quite a pleasant view.

Annabeth poured coffee into her cup and drank it silently as she watched TV. After watching TV, she did her morning jogging. She wasn't able to jog when she was in Italy. She actually wondered why she didn't give time for her morning jogs.

When she returned home, she checked her mailbox to see if there were letters in it. Sure enough, there were three envelopes sitting inside her mailbox. She took them all and went back inside her house.

She placed all the envelopes down her table and went back upstairs to take a bath and brush her teeth. After she got dressed up, she went back downstairs to see the content of the envelopes. She picked them all up and examined each one. She looked at the first—which was a bill—and threw it at the table. She did the same with second one as it was another bill. She almost did the same with the third one because she thought it was another bill.

But she noticed something with the third one. Her name was scribbled in a very familiar handwriting. Her eyes widened because the handwriting was Percy's. She opened the envelope and read the letter.

Dear Annabeth,

Hey! How are you? I don't really know how to start a letter but a 'hey' sounds legit right? Well, anyways... I received your letter. It actually pained me a little when I read it. And for your information, I chased you down the airport to see if I could see you again, touch you again, hug you goodbye or rather kiss you goodbye like what they do on the movies. But my travel ended in disappointment to see your airplane take off. I was too late. Blame me for sleeping in.

I already missed you. From the moment you left me that letter until the present moment. Grandma and Alberto are already engaged. I don't know how it happened. I'm actually happy for them. But I wished it was the both of us. It actually feels weird seeing that if they got married, Luke would be my cousin.

I didn't know that it was you who would break our friendship. Oh, don't blame yourself. We're friends again. That dickhead apologized before I left the hotel. I was lucky to have you, Luke was right about that. Lucky because I was with the world's famous author. And not just that, it was also because I was with the most beautiful girl in the world for me. I don't know how you did this to me. It seemed that when I fell for you, you seemed to catch me. Cheesy comment wasn't it? I know you love cheese.

You're laughing at the joke. Me either. But it's so corny. I know you so much; I can predict what you're feeling right now. You're probably smiling knowingly or having a straight face. Smiling because you're noticing how bad I am in writing. And for that I apologize. I'm not as good as you. And having a straight face because you don't know what feeling is dominant.

I' m doing what you instructed me to. I'm always at out garden at night, watching the stars. They remind me of your eyes. They're mysterious but beautiful. Just like you.

Anyways, I don't know what to say anymore. It's time for me to finish this letter.

I love you,

Percy Jackson

(Your Seaweed Brain)

After Annabeth had finished reading the letter, her smile was bigger than the crescent moon. She can't believe that Percy still loves her after leaving him. She hugged the letter to her chest. Annabeth loves getting a letter because it kept the scent and personality of the person who wrote it. She reread the letter. Percy wasn't bad at writing a letter. It even made Annabeth fall in love with Percy even more.

A knock came by and Annabeth hid the letter as quickly as possible behind her back. "Who is it?" Annabeth asked.

"It's me, bighead." A familiar voice answered.

"Key's under the mat." Annabeth said.

Annabeth heard the jingling of keys and Thalia opened the door. When Thalia saw Annabeth's expression, she looked weirdly at Annabeth. "Why are you smiling like that? You're freaking me out."

Annabeth frowned, "Really?"

"Is it that Percy guy again?" Thalia asked as she sat down beside Annabeth.

"I'm glad the doctor let you out already." Annabeth said, changing the subject.

"Well, yeah. I'm fine now. You haven't answered my question yet."

"What question?" Annabeth asked, avoiding that certain topic.

"Oh, never mind." Thalia gave up and Annabeth sighed.

Annabeth stood up taking the letter with her. "What's that?" Thalia noticed the letter.

"What's what?" Annabeth said, hiding the letter behind her back.

"That thing you're hiding on your back." Thalia said like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

Annabeth held up the paper, "Uh, this? This is just a paper." Annabeth smiled.

"Duh. But what's inside it?"

"Uh, just a poem I've written."

"Really? Can I read it?"

"No!" Annabeth panicked. "I mean... I'm not finished with it yet."

"So?"

"So you can't read it. Yeah, you can't" Annabeth shook her head.

"But I wanna read it." Thalia insisted.

"But you can't."

Annabeth tried to go upstairs but Thalia beat her to it and got the letter. "Hey!" Annabeth tried to get the letter back but Thalia stopped her and started reading.

"So, I see that this is a poem." Thalia said sarcastically.

"Okay, fine. That's from Percy." Annabeth said scowling at Thalia.

"I thought so." Thalia smirked.

After Thalia had finished reading the letter she said, "Wow. This is the sweetest thing a guy would ever do. Why'd you let go of him?" Thalia asked Annabeth.

"I didn't." Annabeth said obviously.

"If I could meet a guy like him, I'll marry him right away." Thalia grinned.

"Thalia!"

"I was kidding." Thalia chuckled.

"Lemme have that." Annabeth took the letter and kept it on her pocket.

"You know, I'm curious about Percy." Thalia said sitting back down and Annabeth did the same,

"What do you mean by that?" Annabeth asked.

"Tell me about Percy." Thalia grinned at her best friend.

Annabeth sighed. It was going to be a long day for the both of them.

I told you this chapter sucks! I'm not satisfied. But at least... Percy wrote a letter. Yey! Anyways, I don't know what to say anymore. Review? Gaah, this sucks.

-BE18