Okay.
School's gonna start in a day. NOOOOOOOOOOOO.
Anyway, let's get on with the chapter.
Here we goo!
This book is coming to an end folks. In two chapters. I know. I'm sad too.
Annabeth:
I shouldn't be so miserable. I shouldn't want his touch, back on me.
I was with Luke in the fancy restaurant he brought us to.
As we reached the doors, the attendant asked if we had a reservation. Luke answered.
"Yes, for Mr and Ms Castellan. Right this way, sir, ma'am." She told us and guided us to the rooftop.
I sat down when Luke pulled a chair out for me.
I looked at the stars above me. They seemed so close, yet so far. Just like Percy.
No. I can't be thinking about him. I should be thinking about how Luke is such a gentleman. And how he's good for me, whereas Percy isn't.
"Penny for your thoughts?" Luke asked, smiling. I can't believe I'm thinking about Percy when I have him before me.
I shook my head and smiled in return. The hostess gave us our menus and told us that someone named Ryan was going to serve us.
Luke nodded at her and thanked her. He was so polite and nice.
I looked at the menu. It had a lot of fancy stuff on it. There were cheeseburger and fries but it was written in French. I let out a laugh.
"What?" Luke asked.
"It's just that a cheeseburger costs us 12 dollars," I said, still laughing.
He let out a relieved sigh. "I know right? I was worried you wouldn't like a diner, so I brought you here." He said.
"I would love to go to that diner," I said, shaking my head.
"Then let's ditch this place," Luke said, grabbing my hand as we rushed out of the doors. I felt happy for once.
"We're overdressed," I said, giggling. We entered the diner.
"Yep." He said as he waved at the people who were looking at us weirdly. Probably because we were out of breath from running and because of our clothes.
"Next time, I'm wearing jeans," I said, tugging at my dress.
"There will be a next time?" Luke asked, smiling wide as ever. I blushed.
"Yes," I answered, curtly and walked over to a table.
I could see him pumping his fists up in celebration, from the corner of my eye. I chuckled. He was so adorable. I composed myself and coughed.
"Aren't you coming?" I asked. He immediately walked over to the table and sat down.
We ordered burgers, fries and sodas. We talked about a lot of things.
We were hyped up from the sugar we had and were giggling like children as we climbed into his car.
Suddenly, Luke asked me a question that blew my breath away.
"Can I kiss you?" He asked, his voice changed.
"I don't know, can you?" I said, using the famous quote I find in every romance book.
He didn't answer but he kissed me. His lips moulded into mine. His hands were on my cheeks and didn't wander further from there. I wrapped my arms around his neck, the other on his cheek.
This was the kiss I wanted. The type where fireworks would burst and butterflies flutter in my bellies.
Maybe what I had with Percy was mere infatuation, and Luke is the one I'm meant to be with.
And a small part of me didn't like that.
But I ignored it. This was what I deserved.
Percy:
As soon as she walked out of the door, I rushed to the balcony.
She looked beautiful in that dress. But because of my stupid mistakes, it wasn't me she was meeting. It was freaking LUKE.
I stared at her, sinking in my mistakes. Why? Why did my brain be so late to comprehend? All those signs she gave me, I just- I feel terrible.
I shouldn't be the one standing here and watching her hug freaking Luke, or kiss him on the cheek!
I shouldn't feel like a stalker. I shouldn't do this.
I was supposed to be the one who should take her out on a date. I was supposed to be the one who she should be dressing up for. But I wasn't. It was freaking Luke, of all people.
I should be happy for her. I should be. I should be.
But my brain kept reminding me of her warmth on my chest. Her hand over my heart. Her smell.
I kept watching their interaction as she laughed. She laughed. A genuine one. She hasn't laughed since the last time I brought her down.
I watched as they drove away into the sunset. I watched as she drove away from my heart.
And I didn't know how to pull her back close to me.
I walked into the pool. I stripped off everything except my boxers and dived into the water, my haven.
I stayed in the water. It made me calm. Just as the way Annabeth used to.
I should stop thinking about her. I shouldn't be thinking about someone else's girl. I shouldn't be dreaming about holding her close and apologizing for my mistakes. But here I am. Doing all of those things.
She seemed to have moved on. And I need to too, with Rachel.
I won't give up on her, of course. I'll be waiting because I lost all the strength to chase after her as she embraced another who wasn't me.
I'll be waiting for her to come back to me.
Come back to me.
Okay.
Is it just me or did they take the wrong decisions?
(A secret between you and me... I imagined Percy on the date, and I typed Percy instead of Luke so many times.)
I can't. PERCY GROW A PAIR AND RUN AFTER HER! AND ANNABETH WHAT THE HECK?
You might be thinking that eh?
You must hate me so much. *evil laugh*
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~Bhavya