XVI: The Tracker, Caller, Unknown, Whatever-You-Want-To-Call-It!

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Caleigh's P.O.V.
My last day was very confusing. It all started off with my phone. It wouldn't stop buzzing, but...

It was buzzing for no apparent reason.
"Hello?..." I picked the phone up.

"Hello..." A raspy voice replied.

"Who is this?!" I say into the phone, worries taking over me. When no reply came, I got freaked out enough to hang up.

Jeffory walked over to me. "Long time no see, eh?" He said.

I nodded, still confused over the call. Jeffory looked at me, then down at my phone. "Uh, you haven't been using that? Right...?" Jeffory asked me.

"Uh, yeah. I have actually... Someone called me," I reply. Did I do something wrong?

"Who was it?" Jeffory asked, his voice now serious.

This scared me. Jeffory wasn't really... Ever... Serious with me. "Uh... I don't know...?" I say.

"You know people can track you on that thing... Right?" Jeffory tells me.

A sudden wave of realization flows over me. Was the person who called trying to track me?!

Jeffory has a worried look in his eyes, but quickly changes the subject, "Um... What did you have for breakfast?"

"Eggs and fruit. You?" I say, trying to turn my thoughts away from the caller.

"Yogurt and toast. You really didn't have anything special?!" Jeffory asks me in a surprised, but fun tone.

"Special?" I ask. What would he mean by special? Then I add with a smile, "My breakfast is plenty special! Are you jealous that I have a yummier breakfast?!"

"What?! Oh, no. My breakfast is totally yummier than yours!" He told me, laughing.

"Ahh, that's what you think! But really, mine is WAY more yummy!" I can't help it. I start laughing.

"I meant special because... You know. Last day here for a while and all..." Jeffory's fun smile disappeared.

I nod. He looks at me and puts on a smile, forced. "Well it's good you didn't have anything yummier than me 'cause now I gotta treat for us!" He tries to lighten up the mood.

I smile at him, as Jeffory pulls out the same exact basket from our pick-nic.
Ugh, I forgot about that. Though, who can resist the delicious treats that always appeared inside?

We each pull out a couple of chocolates. It may ease my mind on the quest, but the caller's raspy voice replayed in my mind.

It was like a catchy song you couldn't get out of your head, no matter how hard you tried... Unless...

Unless of course, you replaced it with another catchy tune! I was a genius.
"Jeffory, I have the most important task for you!" I say to Jeffory.

He nods. "I want you to make the creepiest sound you can!" I smile.

"Wha-?" Jeffory started.

"Just do it!" I laugh.
Just then, Jeffory made a weird noise between a screeching scream and a bellowing frog.

We couldn't stop laughing, and I forgot about the creepy caller... For now.

Unknown's P.O.V.
So, of course I'm Unknown... For now. I can't have you learn my identity, sorry. But not sorry.

First part of my plan: track her down. I pick up the nearest phone and dial the stolen number.

It rang for several minutes, but I knew the dumb girl would pick up. I mean, she is pretty dumb for the power of Athena. Maybe she has it because she needs it desperately, I think with a mean smirk.

"Hello?" A nervous voice replied.

"Hello..." I say, putting down the information of where she is.
After silence, the voice hung up.

After I finished putting the information into the computer, it read, "CAMP HALF-BLOOD".

I found my destination. I let out a laugh, "MWHAAAAHAAAHAHAHA!!! HAHAHA!!!!"

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