Chapter 3
Percy's P.O.V.
I walked into my cabin and found Mary listening to her iPod. Her eyes were closed and she was lip syncing the words. I pulled one of the headphones out of her ear.
"What cha listenin to?" I asked loudly.
"Oh Gods! You scared me!" she exclaimed.
I laughed. "Sorry."
"Im listening to 3OH!3. 'I'm not your Boyfriend Baby'," she answered. "Some of the lyrics pretty much sum me up."
"Uh, which ones?" I asked nervously. I'd heard that song before.
"Kill the lights,
these children learn from cigarette burns,
fast cars,
fast women,
and cheap drinks."
"How does that sum you up?" I asked.
"My life before this was pretty crazy. I never knew my mother, I lived in an orphanage until I was twelve. Then I ran away and lived on the streets," she started. I met some high schoolers who really weren't the best influences. Actually they were horrible influences. They had fake ID's that got them cigarettes and alcohol. We stole some cars. Fast cars. And they didn't have licences. They usually let me drive. The whole 'fast women' thing... I don't really wanna explain that."
I pondered that for a moment. This innocent little girl who was my half sister was a criminal? How was that possible?
"Are you still like that?" I asked.
"Kinda," she answered. "I'm still trouble prone. Well, I am the trouble."
Oh great, I thought. Thats just what I need. A troublesome sister. Who might be dating...Luke.
I thought about the lyrics. Fast women.
Oh no...
I looked back at her. She looked so innocent. Could she really be a bad girl? I could picture it a little I guess. There was an edge to her. But that bad? It was a difficult concept to grasp that my sister was a wild child, but sure enough, I finally got it. I saw the wildness in her green eyes. I saw the playful smile across her lips. I was in for alot.I was already freaked out enough that Annabeth was keeping a secret from me. Did I really need this too?
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I went to look for Annabeth. I peeked inside her cabin. No one was there. I know it sounds stalkerish but I decided to look though her papers. They were all over her bed and too hard to resist. I sat on the edge of her bed and picked up a pile. Underneath was a small cardboard box. I picked it up and held it to my face.
Pregnancy Test.
"Oh no," I said to myself. "No, no, no."
I checked the test.
Positive.
The test slipped out of my fingers and clattered quietly on the floor. So thats what she had been trying to tell me. I was going to be a father. I felt myself begin to cry. This wasn't happening. This couldn't be happening. We were going to have one more year of high school. This couldn't happen. I couldn't handle this right now.
I picked up a blank piece of paper and wrote her a note.
Dear Annabeth,
I found this. I'm sorry but I have to leave for now.
I can't handle this right now. Too much is going on.
Don't worry about me. Don't forget that I will always love
you no matter what.
Love,
Percy
I felt more tears fall down my face. I placed the test on top of the note and put it underneath a stack of papers. Hopefully she'd see those. I tried to gather my composure but instead I sprinted back to my cabin. I had to get out of here.