A/N: Hey guys! I'm back! Sorry for the long wait. I'm bolding all this because I don't actually know how to do the lines to separate things. I've been really busy lately, with all the tests and benchmarks next week. And of course to top it all off, I have mid-terms next semester. Someone really close to me died last week, and I wanted to dedicate this to them. Hope you guys enjoy.
"Perseus Jackson!" I heard an angry voice yell. I was heaving by the sidewalk, trying to catch my breath. A pair of grey eyes met mine and I knew there was no getting out of this one.
"What is going on? You owe me some answers."
I looked at the blonde girl and took a breath. "I might have chopped off her sister's head."
"What?"
I shrugged my shoulders in reply. It happened so long ago. The vague memory of sending Medusa's head to Olympus popped in my head.
"C'mon" I gestured her into the café, regretting my promise of explaining.
"I'm a-a… demigod."
"A demigod?"
"Yea, but I'm just like you, with some super powers though."
Annabeth laughed and took a sip from her coffee.
"You're taking this extremely well" I noted.
"Daughter of Athena" she said as she stretched out her hand to me.
I took it, trying to cover up how surprised I was. "Son of Poseidon."
This was going to be a lot easier since I didn't have to explain about being a demigod to a… demigod.
"Thalia's a daughter of Zeus and Luke's a son of Hermes" Annabeth said as I started getting my attention back.
Thalia being a daughter of Zeus was no surprise. Luke? A son of Hermes? Probably. It didn't explain the sudden anger or hatred towards him though.
"Seeweed brain, are you ACTUALLY thinking?" Annabeth asked as she put her hand in front of my face.
I slapped it away back to laughing Annabeth.
"So have you been to Camp Half Blood?" I asked.
She nodded and I scrunched my eyebrows in response.
"How come I've never seen you there?"
She shrugged her shoulders at me and I could tell that I've got her curious now.
"I started camp when I was 7, I've been there practically my whole life."
I looked at her and for a moment, could see all the gears turning in her head.
"I started camp when I was 12" I told her, letting her piece it together for me.
"That doesn't make sense. I should have seen you at capture the flag or something."
"And how come I've never seen you sitting at the Athena table?"
She scrunched her eyebrows at me this time. "I've always been there, next to Malcolm."
I looked at her strangely and couldn't wrap my mind around the thought of it all.
"I've been wondering… how did you meet Thalia?"
I waved it off, like it was an easy question. "I saved her one year with the golden fleece."
I expected her to be awed or shocked maybe. But instead she looked at me as if she had seen a ghost.
"That can't be true." Annabeth said.
"I saved her from the golden fleece."
A/N: For those of you, who might be confused, Annabeth said the last line. Thanks for reading. Stay tuned for the next chapter!