Jonathan's POV
What Annabeth was saying was the opposite of true.
"She is a clever little brat. She will make you think that she loves you, then tear your heart right out of your chest. She will ruin your life Jonathan! Believe me, I know" She said. I smiled and shook my head.
"You're wrong, Serena's different. She doesn't even want to be a siren. She wants to be a demi-god! And I will do everything in my power to help her do that" I said, jabbing a finger in her face. She huffed angrily and stormed away. I sighed and walked up the hill to the strawberry fields. They help me think. I heard some rustling and saw Grace and Than making out. I made a gagging sound and walked away. Then I saw Serena. She was curled up in a little ball, asleep with a notebook and pencil next to her. Her ivory hair was spread out and she was breathing softly. One hand was under her head and the other was resting on her stomach. Her knees were curled and she turned to her side. I took a step closer, and sat down next to her. I thought about waking her up, but decided against it, since she looked so peaceful. Then my eyes slipped to the notebook. I reached across her slim, perfect body, and grabbed it. I brought it to my chest. I opened it up to a random page and saw a drawing of me, smiling. My arm was wrapped around a girl with no face, but a question mark. She had gotten every detail right, even the scar on my neck from when a Lamia attacked me (A/N for those who don't know what that is, it's a monstrous woman who ate little children). I looked over at Serena, who was still sleeping soundly and then back to the book. I closed it, and then set it back down where I found it. I leaned over Serena and shook her shoulder.
"Serena, it's time to get up" I whispered. She waved her hand from me, and turned. I laughed and grabbed her by the wrist.
"Let's go, Serena" I said, pulling her. She squealed and stood up.
"I hate you so much right now" she said, pulling a leaf out of her hair. I laughed and led her out, back to camp, where there was some commotion.
"Annabeth. Lay off" Grace said to Annabeth.
"Why should I?" She said, pushing Grace out of the way and walking over to me and Serena.
"What's going on?" I asked.
"She needs to go" Annabeth said.
"She's not going anywhere! What's the meaning of this, Annabeth?" I asked.
"She is not wanted here. She is a monster" Annabeth replied. I turned back t Serena, whose eyes were now glassy. She turned towards the hill and began to run out of camp.
"Now look what you've done. She's probably the only person who could help us find Percy! Nice going, Owl Head" Grace said, shoving Annabeth out of the way, and chasing after Serena. Annabeth turned towards me, with a shocked look.
"You're going to let her talk to me like that?" She yelled.
"Yes. Yes I am, because what you just said was mean. It was a cruel thing to say because Serena would rather die than be anything like a monster. She thinks she is a monster and she will do anything good so she can try and convince herself otherwise. Now, she's probably going to go jump off of Brooklyn Bridge because of you. And Grace is right. She's the only Siren in the world who would help get back Percy. And now, the amazing and wise Annabeth, daughter of Athena, just ruined it" I spat. Now Annabeth eyes were glassy, but stone cold. I then ran up the hill to find out that I was to late.