Annabeth pov
It seemed so unfair. Me and Percy hadn't even gotten to finish college together. If only me and Percy hadn't visited camp. If only we didn't volunteer to help at camp. I could have checked on him, I could have just walked him to his cabin. If only I hadn't been so FUCKING STUPID!
Just then I heard a knock on my cabin door snapping me out of my trance.
Someone opened the door staring at me was Rachel. Today she had her frizzy red hair up in a messy bun, a camp half blood shirt with overalls over it 2 sizes too big and paint splattered on it. On the front pocket read, "I'm the oracle and even I can't understand my prophecies." In big green letters.
She walked in and hugged me. Holding me in her arms and wiping away the tears that I didn't even know were there. I cried into her shoulder. As if the tears would wash away the pain and cover up the scars.
I had always felt kind of guilty. When we first met I treated her like trash just because she liked Percy. She was just being a teenager and I was just jealous. Then I found out that she never really liked him and was just interested in him because she started to get prophetic visions. We made up and became friends but I had never really apologized to her.
We stayed like that for a while and once I stopped crying she asked, "Better?"
"Better. Thank you."
"No problem but we have to get going soon. We don't want to miss the bus."
"Ya ok."
She helped me get clean up and pack my bag.
Once we were all ready to go we went to the camp borders and started off to the bus stop.
We were heading to the Empire State Building to see if the gods knew anything or if they had pulled a Hera.
"Come on Annabeth, I'll race you!" Rachel yelled, already running trying to get a head start.
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Saving the Son of The Sea
FanfictionPercy has been taken and Annabeth and Rachel must work together to save him. But what happens when his sister Estella comes into the picture. This is after ToA and Estella is 5 and Percy is 18 don't ask me how that works.
