Home Is Where You Are

Chapter 3

Disclaimer: I don't own PJO or HOO (I wish I did). This chapter is quite long - well, longer than the others : )

I am posting at least one chapter a day so stay tuned : ) 

This takes place a week before Morgans chapter, the day that Percy left. 

Annabeth

I missed Percy. I know that we'd only been going out for less than a month. But really it felt like it had been years. I'd known (and liked) him since I was twelve and with everything that had gone on and the fact that he was the closest thing to family that I had, I didn't like being without him.

He had started school today, on September 3rd and all I could think about was how he was there and I wasn't. 

The Aphrodite kids weren't helping either. They kept taking pictures of me and writing things like 'missing him' and 'love sick'. I wore his jersey, and when it lost the smell of the ocean, I put it back in his cabin to make it smell like him again. 

I'd had enough. I went to talk to Chiron.

~Six days later (September 9th)~

I was so excited. I was bouncing up and down in my seat so much, the airplane was practically rocking. The talk with Chiron had gone very well. Before I had even asked him he said,

"Yes, very well, you may go to New York and what not," I had just stared at him dumbfounded. I was so happy. 

There were (of course) a few conditions but they all seemed fine to me. First of all I had to IM him at least every other day, I had to return as soon as there was a monster attack, Paul Blofis had secured me a place at Goode and I had to surprise Percy when I got there rather than telling him that I was coming (that one was from Aphrodite and the other campers). 

My stomach did somersaults as we landed, knowing that I would see Percy the next day.

It was about 9pm when I got to the hotel. I was only staying there for one night, because if I, didn't Percy wouldn't be surprised. Don't get me wrong, I like Aphrodite, but sometimes she can really be a pain. 

I was standing at the elevator waiting for it to open, when someone walked up to me. It was a boy. He had short, curly chestnut hair and bright blue eyes.

"Hey," he said casually.

"Hi," I replied a little awkwardly.

"I'm Aiden... what's your name?" he asked.

"Annabeth," I replied curtly. I knew he was just trying to be nice, but it seemed a little annoying. Just then, the elevator opened and I stepped inside to my dismay, so did Aiden.

"So, are you staying here all alone?" he asked. I sighed. I didn't really want to talk to him, but it was better than an awkward silence all the way to the top floor.

"Yeah, but only for one night... then I'm going to stay with my boyfriend," I replied, putting emphasis on the word. Not the most subtle, but at least I got the message across. 

Then came the awkward silence.

"Where does he go?" he mumbled after a long pause,

"Goode," I said,

"Hey, me too," said Aiden, his tone picking up. The elevator dinged open and I stepped got out,

"Isn't this your floor?" I asked when I noticed that Aiden hadn't gotten out. He shook his head,