"Who's turn is it now?" Thalia asked as she made her way over to our group on the bleachers of the sword arena.
"Jacinda should fight him!" Percy yelled. My eyes widened. We were having a sword fighting tournament and Luke beat Thalia meaning that I had to battle him. And to make matters worse, I still hadn't talked to him.
"No!" I whined.
"Why not?" Travis asked in the same whiny voice.
"He'll kill me!" I covered.
"Oh please, he'll go easy on you," Nico said.
"I'm too lazy!"
Luke raised his eyebrows, "That's a pathetic excuse."
"Go!" Connor said, pushing me into the center of the arena. I sighed and picked up my sword, taking my place across from Luke.
"Fight!" Somebody yelled. Our swords clashed. Dodging, and pairing, ducking and blocking, was sparred for several minutes. I spun, avoiding a blow from Luke. When I faced him again, Backbiter sliced my cheek like it was butter.
"Agh!" I yelp in pain, dropping my weapon.
"Oh my gods!" Luke also dropped his sword and slowly reached his hand towards my face. "Are you alright?"
I slapped his arm away a little harder than I meant to. "I'm fine!" I said, frustrated. I stormed back to my seat next to Thalia after putting my sword away.
Annabeth leaned over to me and, in a low whisper, asked "Have you not told him?" I shook my head and Annabeth bit her lip.
It went on like that for almost a week. I didn't tell anybody else about the baby until I found a way to let Luke know without having to say it.
I sat on my lower bunk in the Apollo cabin, staring at the positive pregnancy test, thinking of how much those two faint little lines would change my life. Alyssa, my half-sister, saw me looking at it, "What is that?" She asked.
"N-nothing," I mumbled, putting it down beside me. I tore a piece of paper out of my journal and scribbled '-Jacinda' on top of it, tearing it in half. I picked up the test and rushed off to the Hermes cabin.
Luckily, nobody was in the cabin when I arrived. Quickly, I threw the door open and threw back the sheets on Luke's bed. I placed the paper on the bunk, the test stick on top. Hastily, I threw the covers back over it and jogged from the cabin.
The breeze tussled my long hair. I watched the waves crash against the sand. "Can we not talk about this!" somebody shouted. I whirled around to see Luke marching through the sand towards me, the pregnancy test in his hand.
"What is there to talk about?" I said strongly.
Luke stopped in his tracks, "Um... how about the fact that I want nothing to do with you or this baby!" he screamed over the waves.
"It's not my fault! You were drunk too!"
"Why didn't you just tell me?"
"Because I was scared!" We were both screaming at the tops of our lungs, drawing the attention of several campers. "I was scared of this!" Tears streamed down my face. I turned around and stormed back to camp, angry and upset. I turned back around when I reached the center of the cabins only to see Luke throw the pregnancy test into Long Island Sound and yell, "Do you hate us?" He looked up at the sky and said something inaudible hear before falling to his knees in the sand, sobbing into his hands.