Argus was already sitting in the driver's seat, and five seconds later we were on our way. It was a quiet ride, since you can't really start a conversation with someone who never speaks. I placed both of my elbows on the back of Argus' seat, and placed my chin in my hands, looking up at the ceiling for quite awhile. When I began to hear the pattering of rain on the roof, my eyes flickered to the window which was being splashed with rain. I watched them aimlessly for a couple minutes, and then my mind began to wander like it always does. What was I thinking? I want to go back! No, don't even think like that, you're horrible! Your family needs you! But Percy... What was he talking about anyways? Dreams aren't always the best news for demigods, but Percy does overreact. I wonder if I should be extra careful... I should've asked him what his dream was about. Dangit! My train of thought flew away as Argus pressed the brakes in front of the doors of the airport. "Thanks!" I waved to him as I kicked the door open and splashed my feet into a puddle. Sticking out my tongue, I waved as the car disappeared. I sighed, turning on my heel and striding inside to get away from the rain droplets that were sliding down my face now. I wiped them off with my sleeve, and then took a deep breath, digging in the front of my suitcase for my ticket. Heading over to the counter, I subconsciously searched every face for anything suspicious. Percy, gods, why'd you have to go and get me all paranoid? I handed the ticket to the smiling lady, who said a few words with some kind of accent. She's Polish, duh! My brain screamed at me. I don't freaking care. I reminded myself. That always happened, being a daughter of Athena and all. It drove me insane. "You're only seventeen?" The lady asked sweetly. I nodded, giving her a small smile. "Wow, you look very older!" My brain corrected her grammar, and I slapped my forehead, which got her staring at me worriedly. "Sorry. Headache." "Well, yes, if you always hit your face, dear!" the lady laughed, handing me my tickets. "Gate C13, on the west wing." she smiled. I gave her a grin, and looked at my bag. "Could I check this real quick?" I asked sweetly. "Of course." She smiled, looping a tag around it, and throwing it on the conveyor belt. I stalked away without saying thank you, too full of paranoia to even notice where I was going. I slammed into someone else, and we fell to the floor. I yelped, and gasped, "Oh my gosh, I... I'm sorry!" I pushed myself off the boy that ended up underneath me. He got up next to me, brushing himself off, a wide smile on his face. "It was my fault, I wasn't looking." He laughed, his face bright red. I studied his face out of habit, and my eyes opened wide. He had caramel colored hair that swiped at his deep blue eyes. He was about my age, maybe a year older, and was two inches taller than me. "No, I swear it was my fault. Kinda paranoid, you know?" I giggled, tucking my hair behind my ear. He smiled at me, holding out his hand. "I'm Carter..." he smiled, and I shook his hand, "Annabeth." I knew I wasn't going to fall for another guy... after all, Percy was everything to me... but that doesn't mean I couldn't have a guy friend. "So... where are you headed?" he asked, scratching his neck. "C13, I'm heading out to Los Angeles." I smiled, and his eyes popped, "You're for real? That's the same here!" He grinned, laughing. How ironic... keep up your guard. "Cool!" I grinned, now sort of awkwardly. "You a native to the big apple, or you live in LA?" "Well, sorta both." I laughed, and he raised an eyebrow, smiling. "Long story." "Maybe you can tell me on our plane?" "Maybe." I laughed, knowing I couldn't, and wouldn't. "We'd better leave then, our plane goes soon." He bent down to pick up the tickets we'd dropped on the floor. Handing me mine, it seemed he made certain our fingers touched, and he slid them away slowly. I rolled my eyes secretively. This guy was impossible. Security was easy, and I finally walked through to the terminal, flopping on a black chair. And the most awkward question came up as Carter took a seat next to me. "You have a boyfriend?" he asked out of nowhere. I looked at him, raising an eyebrow. "That was unexpected." I muttered. "Do you?" he asked, his hand sliding over to my knee. "Yes, actually, I do." I said, glaring at his hand on my knee. "What's he like?" Carter asked. I gripped the sides of my chair, my knuckled turning white. "He's amazing. Best thing that's every happened to me." "I meant his name..." Carter asked, like nothing was happening. "Percy." I said, "Why?" I turned away from him. When there was no answer, I looked back, and he was gone. My heart raced, and my mind spun. My hands immediately went to my knives, but they were in my suitcase, since they couldn't go through security. "Crap." I thought, as I saw Carter, across the hall, his eyes glowing blue. Like, they weren't even eyes. Only bright blue lights shining from his head. Crapcrapcrap.