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Andrew POV
I woke up the next morning to find an eerie silence. I couldn't figure out what was wrong, though. Something was….missing. Looking around, the realization hit me. Percy wasn't in his bunk. He must be at breakfast already. I slipped off my bed and tiptoed over to his spot, only to find a lengthy note on the bed covers.
It was folded neatly and addressed to Annabeth, so I decided to just take it and give it to Percy so he can give it to her. He always seems to forget these things.
As I walked out of the cabin, freshly dressed, I flashbacked to last night's events…Claudine and me, out on the beach….singing on the stage….finally getting a dance with the girl of my dreams. It's almost too hard to believe it happened.
I snapped out of my daydreams once I heard the bustling of the mess hall. I looked around, and saw something strange—Percy wasn't at our table. I began to feel uneasy, and an eerie chill ran down my spine. I gripped Percy's note tighter, and yet it seemed like it was expanding, trying to tear free from my hands.
I looked left and right, and finally found who I was looking for. "Annabeth!"
She was at her table, joking with her siblings and had just about to tell a joke when she heard me. Annabeth turned and said, "Well if it isn't little lover boy! How are you doing, Andrew?"
I ignored her comment, and simply replied, "Have you seen Percy?"
"Actually, I haven't seen him all morning," Annabeth said, her eyes scrunched, "I thought he was still sleeping."
"Well, he wasn't there when I woke up, but I found this on his bunk." I handed her the note, and sat back down to devour my breakfast.
Annabeth POV
So much like Seaweed Brain to do this. To forget a note he wrote for me? Gosh. But I just can't help it….I love the reckless, brave boy, his goofy smile, and the way he just is always there for me. I am just a really lucky girl.
I shake the fluffy thoughts away and turn my attention to the note. It had my name on it, and also looked a little strange; there were little splotches on it that would indicate tear drops.
Dread filled my heart as I opened the note, and the feelings burning through me were spread greatly as I skimmed the note. My eyes widened when I realized what it was.
Suddenly, my sight grew foggy, my mind darkened, and before the lights went out, the last thing I remembered was the first line of the note: I'm sorry Annabeth. I don't believe in the gods anymore. I'm leaving you and Camp Halfblood.