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About a week after Percy and Annabeth's underwater kiss, all of the campers were in the Dining Hall for dinner, just like normal. However, all normality of this particular meal was about to be shattered. Which totally sucked. All I wanted was to be normal.
With all of the new demigods arriving, the Dining Hall was pretty filled. We had to combine Cabin Tables since we hadn't built the tables for the new cabins yet. Although Percy and Annabeth were still separated they kept staring at each other.
I was sitting with the Stoll brothers and Andrew. We were all laughing at a story that Andrew told us about one of his half-sisters.
I was the only one still laughing when a hush fell across the occupants of the Dining Hall. I realized that the three boys were all staring at me, or more accurately, something above my head.
In fact, everyone was staring; even Percy had finally torn his gaze away from Annabeth. When he saw whatever it was, he looked stricken.
Looking up, I saw it. The sign that I had waited for. However I never thought it would be that particular sign.
It was a sea green trident.
Slightly recovering from their shock, they followed Chiron's lead and kneeled. "All hail Brooke Melia Jackson, Daughter of Poseidon."
The first thing I thought was, "So much for normal."
PercyPOV
Holy crap. Who was this girl? Everyone was staring at her. However, she turned to stare at me. She looked confused but then understanding dawned on her face, about 5 minutes before it clicked in my head.
Brooke Melia Jackson. Brooke Melia Jackson. Jackson. Percy Jackson. This girl who I don't think I have ever even spoken to was my sister, as in full sister. Same mom and dad and everything.
The gods sure had a cruel sense of humor.
How could I not have known I had a sister? How come no one ever told me?
She walked over to me, through the crowd of people who were still kneeling.
"I'm sorry," she said. "I never knew either."
"Well I think it would be best if Peter and Becky go discuss their newfound family status in their cabin," said Mr. D, purposely messing up our names.
I shot a look to Annabeth, silently asking her to come with us. My sister did the same with that Aphrodite boy. I think his name was like Adrian, Anthony…Andrew! That was it. Andrew Perez.
So the two of us walked over to our cabin silently, Annabeth and Andrew shortly behind us.
As soon as we arrived in our cabin, Brooke collapsed onto a bed and Andrew wrapped his arms around her. She had tears pouring down her face, which kind of surprised me. She had seemed so calm and collected on the way over here.
BrookePOV:
"I just wanted to be normal," I sobbed into Andrew's shoulder.
"Everything will be okay Brookie," he comforted me, using my old nickname. He stroked my hair and wiped away my tears. "Now come on. This is not like you. Embrace your inner-Brookeness and face your fears."
Although it took a while for his words to truly sink-in, my tears eventually subsided and I looked Percy in the face.
"What now?" I asked, coolly.
"I think there are some people you guys need to talk to," Annabeth piped up.
Walking over to a fountain in the room that I had just noticed, she took out a drachma and said, "Oh Iris, goddess of the rainbow, show me Sally Jackson."
An image appeared in the mist, an image of a woman and a man. They were laughing at something.
"Mrs. Jackson!" Annabeth called. The lady jumped as did the man.
I realized that this lady was my mother. I instantly felt a surge of hate towards her for having abandoned and rejected me.
"Oh hello Annabeth," said my mother, locating the source of the voice. "Where is Percy?"
"Oh he's here, slightly in shock but still here," Annabeth told her. "Seaweed Brain, come say hello to your mom."
"Hey mom," he said, not very enthusiastically.
"Is it okay of we come over like now?" Annabeth asked, ever the diplomat.
"Of course, is everything okay? Percy, what's wrong?" she asked, worries obvious in her voice.
"Of course," I thought, "she's worried for him. He will always be her favorite."
I didn't even know why I was here. I didn't want to be and sure as hell no one else wanted me. I would be ruining a perfectly happy family.
"Brooke, can I talk to you?" Annabeth asked. Percy assured his mom that he was alright and ended the IM.
I nodded and we walked outside the cabin.
"You should know that Percy isn't mad at you. He's not mad that you are his sister, he's just mad that no one told him about you," Annabeth explained, making me feel somewhat better, but only barely.
"It doesn't matter anyways. These people- Percy, his mom, Poseidon- will never love me. They don't want me. I'll just be ruining their happy lives. While Percy might not be mad at me, he will never love me," I said, tears rolling down my cheeks.
Annabeth had a sad smile on her face. "Although you might not like me saying this I can see the family resemblance. You are just as stupid as Seaweed Brain," she said, laughing. "How can you honestly think that? These people will love you."
I really hoped she was right.
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