This chapter is especially for Spotteddragon7since he reviews a lot of my stories and is always giving me kind words so thank you. Also a big thank you to everyone else for reviewing, it means a lot.
Before I started writing my own stories on here and just read other's I always thought everyone was crazy when they said reviews made their day and then I started writing and I realised how happy they make me! So, sorry to the people I call weirdo's in my head but don't worry it means I'm weird, too!
This is more of a filler chapter so it might not be that good…
Chapter Thirteen
(A Week Later)
Annabeth
We agreed that it would be best if we didn't talk to each other, that it would be easier. I still can't believe it. After all that, Percy and I becoming good friends, me laughing and then finally talking… it was all for him and now I can't talk to him because we'll end up kissing and that's breaking the rules. Who came up with that rule anyway?
He's been all I can think about for the past week: Percy! Percy! Percy!Everywhere I go, anything I do, I always end up thinking about him. See, I'm doing it now!
I mentally shake my head, trying to stop myself from thinking about him. Jeez, it's not like I'm in love with him. Wouldn't I feel empty inside and always sad like… like how I'm feeling now? Oh, well that explains why I feel like this.
Now I know how Mrs. Everdeen felt like in The Hunger Games when her husband died- I feel exactly the same way. The only difference is I don't stare at a wall and I go to school but I guess I'm like her a lot, too since I don't talk. Ever since Chiron decided to break the news to Percy and I, I haven't uttered a word.
Do you know hard it is? To talk to the one person you trust in the whole world and then a rule splits you up? We were only together for a day, if that. Oh god, I'm thinking about him again and I didn't even realise it.
I come back to reality when I notice my teacher standing in front of me, her eyebrows raised. "Can I help you, Annabeth?" she asks and I frown. She seems to realise I don't know what she's talking about and says, "The end of school bell rang a few minutes ago."
Oh. I jump to my feet, smiling apologetically at her and stuff my few items into my bag. I turn on my heel and I'm about to walk out of the room when she grabs my elbow. "Is something a matter?" she asks. I shake my head. "Are you sure?" she presses and I hesitate.
Could I tell her? Who would she tell? Besides, she's a nice teacher. I open and close my mouth like a fish. "You don't have to tell me if you're uncomfortable," she says quietly and tears fill my eyes. I force them not to fall. Why am I emotional anyway? I never cry in school.
"Hey…" Miss. McLean whispers, putting an arm around my shoulder and leading me to her desk. I sit down on the seat while she sits on her desk.
"Is anything going on at the care home?" she asks and I start to shake my head but stop.
I look up at her and she smiles sadly at me, pity in her eyes. I don't want her pity. I gulp before whispering, "I'm fine."
"Are you sure now?" she asks again and I sigh before shrugging. "Do you know what's up with Percy?" I raise my eyebrows in wonder at the question and shake my head.
"Why?" I ask, quietly.
"Well, he's been acting… weird lately. I mean, normally he's really talkative and now he barely talks. I have noticed him looking at you often, too." I feel my face heat up and realisation dawns across my teacher's face. "Oh."
"Yeah," I mutter and look at her. "Miss, have you ever been in love?"
"Annabeth," she sighs and crosses her legs on the desk. Suddenly, she looks younger- like a teenager. "I have been in love, yes. Why? Are you in love with Percy?" My eyes fill with tears again and I shrug.
"I d-don't know," I stutter. "I think so. I mean, we're not talking and I feel all empty inside and- oh god, I sound like one of those sappy girls."
Miss. McLean chuckles. "You sound pretty normal to me. I fell in love with a soldier. We were high school sweethearts and then he told me that he was going in the army. I was distraught. I thought he was going to die and I was terrified," my teacher whispers. I have a feeling I'm going to be here for a while. "One day a cop came to my door and told me there had been an explosion. Jason was dead." Was?He wasdead?
"I came to work and went home. That's all I did. I felt lifeless. You never know what you have until it's gone. Anyway, I found out I was pregnant and I hoped the baby would look like it's daddy." my teacher smiles, lost in her memories. "Then my waters broke- baby time! It was a long birth and I wanted Jason by my side. Silena came into the world the same time as her daddy ran into the hospital room. He was alive all along."
It's only when my teacher looks at me and asks if I'm okay when I realise I'm crying. I quickly wipe my tears and nod. "Sorry," I mutter. "That- that must have been really hard for you."
"It was," she replies. "But I learnt a lesson. Don't let anyone go, Annabeth. Whatever has happened between you and Percy sort it out. Be friends if you have to but never stop finding a way."
I nod, unable to speak with the lump in my throat. I cough and croak out a, "Thank you. I better go."
"Goodbye, Annabeth," Miss. McLean says and I leave.
I walk home slowly, thinking about my teacher's story. She's right, I realise, you never know what you have until it's gone. She said to sort things out with Percy. How do I do that? That means we'll have to talk and I don't think I can bare to talk to him without as least a hug or something.
I sigh as I reach the care home and go to knock the door. My fist hasn't even touched the door when it flies open. Percy grabs my hand and pulls me to the elevator. "What?" I ask, as soon as the elevator doors close behind us.
"I have a plan," Percy replies, nervously. "You might not like it but I don't think it's a bad idea."
"What is it?" I whisper. Percy squeezes my hand and our eyes meet.
"I think we should…" he trails off.
"Spit it out, Seaweed Brain," I mutter.
He gulps before saying, "I think we should run away…"
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