The life of Annabeth Chase (a Percy Jackson Fanfic)

Heatbreak

Hey guys sorry for the late update, we were just a bit lazy.

Hazel P.O.V

I sprinted away, not knowing if Drew had even seen me. I didn't want to stay around and hear lame excuses, I just wanted this aching in my chest to go away.

While I was running I passed a janitor's closet, and to my chagrin, it was locked. I must have looked so pathetic, tears streaming down my face and desperately clinging to the door handle as if my life depended on it.

I could've just sunk to the floor, and stayed there all night, but along came a middle aged couple who gave me weird looks and lowered my self esteem even more. I left to wallow in pity elsewhere.

In the end I found a nice spot outside near the back of the building tucked under a grand staircase. I burrowed myself deep into the corner to cry.

Percy P.O.V

(A little while earlier)

Frank was talking to Leo, as his date had left to go somewhere and I decided now was the best chance I'd get to talk to Annabeth. So I quickly told the guys that I was heading out for some air. Not wanting them to think that I was abandoning them or anything.

I rushed down the set of stairs in the back, but there was no phone reception - and way too many people. I looked despairingly at the pods of people standing near each other, talking and laughing.

I really wanted to talk to Annabeth, but I was wasting time with my other friends trying to call her. I looked down at my phone, Annabeth contact pulled up, my finger close to the call button. She might not even pick up for all I know. I looked back at the door, where I could go and hang out with my friends. But as I gazed out a horse barn caught my eyes. The perfect place to call Annabeth, no one would be in the barn at this late hour. Thoughts of my friends momentarily left me as I sprinted toward the barn, thinking only of my conversation with Annabeth.

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It turns out the best reception here was sitting on the fence that faced the hotel. Not only did I have five bars, but I had a gorgeous view of the hotel. I pressed dial on Annabeth contact and waited. Voicemail. I try again. Voicemail.

I looked at the time and to my dismay it was ten thirty. Annabeth always went to bed around nine thirty to ten, no wonder she isn't responding. I spent all that time trying to get away from them so I wouldn't hurt their feelings and now it was to late to even talk to Annabeth.

I felt a presence on my back, right before I fell, or rather, was pushed off the fence. I quickly dusted myself off and spun around to face my attacker. Apparently they were a horse.

"I'm so sorry, I don't know what got into him, he just cantered right toward you. I tried to stop him but I guess he thought you were a threat or something." I saw the girl on the back of the horse, she had tanned skin and her hair was pulled back under her helmet.

"Uh, it's ok." I mumbled, not expecting to run into anyone up here.

"By the way," she added, "I'm Brinly, Brin for short." She winked  The horse she was on looked really friendly. He didn't seem like he would get mad, but I don't really know anything about horses.

"I'm Percy." I reached my hand out awkwardly, forgetting for a moment that she was on a horse. Her horse nuzzled my hand.

"So what are you doing out here all alone?" Brin hopped off her horse and tied him to the post.

"I was trying to call my friend." I sighed internally, wanting to talk to Annabeth.

"Oh, cool. Do you maybe . . . wanna ride with me?" She leaned towards me and grabbed my arm. Was she flirting with me? No, she was just being nice.