A/N Sorry it's been almost a week since I last updated. I have drama rehearsals everyday and often I go straight from drama to dance class. I'm hoping to spend weekends writing chapters and upload them throughout the week. I am going away this weekend so whatever I manage to write today will probably be it for the week. Please bear with me, and I should have plenty of time to write next weekend.
Also, I NEED REVIEWS! Come on people I can see whenever someone favorites or alerts this story and I know you guys aren't reviewing. I have no idea what you guys think of this story and it's hard to write without any feedback. I hate to be that guy but I won't update until I have 5 new reviews. Please? Thanks again for those of you that did review; this chapter is for you, ReadingManiac98 and RoloPoloColoe.
Disclaimer: I do not own PJO
ON WITH THE STORY!
Annabeth's POV
I was so excited all day I almost chopped off Clarisse's head in sword practice (and she was NOT happy about that...). I couldn't even count the number of times I tripped over my own feet because I was lost in thoughts of Percy. The right leg of my jeans had been reduced to knee length from the rock climbing wall. (Just a reminder in the books the rock climbing wall has fireballs that fall down) I finally decided it was best to just go hang out in my cabin.
I went to dinner and once again asked to gods to help out. I could barely eat. I was so reckless I accidently flung a glop of mashed potatoes at an unsuspecting Grover. After rearranging my food in every way possible, I finally dumped my tray and headed to my cabin to get ready.
After shower and cutting the singed jeans into a cool pair of shorts, I put on those shorts, and a flouncy purple top. I slipped on my strappy sandals and blew out my hair into soft, flowing waves. I even let one of the more sane Aphrodite girls do my makeup. Just a soft outline of black eyeliner and a swipe of light pink gloss. It took about 7 minutes to persuade her that I didn't need gold glitter dust. I twisted back one section of hair, pinned it and walked towards the arena.
There, guarded carefully by Mrs. O'Leary was a bouquet of red roses and a note. I picked up the letter. There, in Percy sloppy handwriting read,
Annabeth,
Meet me in the clearing in the woods. Ask Juniper if you need guidance. I have something to tell you.
Percy
My heart leapt up in my chest. Something to tell me? Could that really mean what I thought? Was he going to say those words I'd been trying to tell him since July? Like a child on Christmas morning, I dashed into the forest with glee. I would probably get there earlier than Percy expected but I just couldn't help it.
Suddenly I dashed into the clearing and stopped dead in my tracks. I felt tears fill up my eyes, threatening to spill out. I could feel my heart snapping in half as I saw what was in front of me. Percy and Rachel lying on top of each other in the middle of a candlelit picnic.