SUNSPEAKER, percy jackson.

0𝟐𝟏. vacation to paradise

twenty one
vacation to paradise

PERCY WAS IN THE amphitheater. They were having their usual campfire but... that couldn't be right. He was on the quest in the labyrinth, right?

He glanced over, and to his surprise, he saw Annabeth sitting beside him, except she was way younger. She looked 12 (he'd never realized just how much older he'd gotten since then). He vaguely remembered the moment, almost like it was a memory— maybe it was. Since Percy was the only person in his cabin, he could sit with Annabeth and Grover; they were two of his only friends.

Sitting under their banner, Apollo cabin was finishing up one of their camp songs, like Down by the Acheolus. Apollo usually led their campfire songs (which made sense, cause of the whole god of music thing), which pretty much everyone enjoyed.

"Now who wants to go next?" Lee Fletcher called out once the song was finished.

Percy had almost forgotten Apollo cabin did this. They let someone choose to sing a song at the campfire. Usually, it was other Apollo kids, and very rarely someone else from another cabin. Percy remembered the time the Stoll Brothers did a screechy rendition of Under Pressure.

As soon as Lee spoke, the kids of Apollo cabin spoke over each other, pointing at each other before someone says one name and all the others agreed. They point to a dark-haired girl with a pale-yellow ribbon tied up in her hair.

"Lennon!"

Holy shit it's Lennon. Is what current Percy thinks (or dream Percy? But would 11-year-old him be dream Percy? He's not sure) as Lennon starts shaking her head.

Annabeth lets out an enthusiastic whoop and cups her hands around her mouth to say, "Yeah! Go, Lennon!" The girl in question shoots her a glare and Annabeth only laughs.

Percy watches as younger Lennon's eyes widen in horror, her cheeks flushing pink. The light of the fire made her glow in a mesmerizing way. Offhandedly, current Percy (he's decided to call himself that) thinks of how he'd always liked the ribbons in her hair. When he saw her again, he'd ask her about the ribbon.

Grover shot him a curious look, his brow raised. Young Percy must have thought something interesting that Grover picked up on the psychic link.

Soon there are hums of agreement from the other cabins and it's decided: Lennon's singing. She speaks with other siblings quickly, probably deciding on a song. She has a different guitar than the one she has now, Percy notices as she prepares to sing.

Percy can tell she doesn't like the attention. She may be a younger version of Lennon but she still furrowed her brows unsurely and bit the side of her cheek.

Lennon strums the first few notes on the guitar. They're slow and soft as she focuses on the song.

Here comes the sun,

Percy immediately recognizes the Beatles song. His mother used to sing it to him sometimes when he was younger.

Her voice doesn't sound as mature as it does now ( Percy's not sure if that's true, he's just heard Lennon say something like that before), but it still has the same warm feeling. Her voice is soft and floaty, wafting through the air, touching each person listening.

Yes, Percy remembers this. It was nearing the end of summer and Percy had always heard of Lennon from Annabeth but the daughter of Apollo wanted nothing to do with him. Every time she was hanging out with Annabeth, and he came near, she would find a way to be gone. It kinda made him sad because he wanted to know the girl Annabeth always talked about.