Percy Jackson and the mixed half-blood

15 avenue in new york

Percy's POV

It's been 2 days since I had spoken with the oracle. She basically told me to come here and walk around. Annabeth stood next to me, buried in her book trying to find the direct location of when I will meet the girl. She'd already figured out I would meet the girl today, but she was struggling about where.

"Annabeth, seriously take a break. Let's go get nectar or something." Grover pushed. "No! I am so close to this!" Annabeth breathed back. I put my hand on her shoulder. She looked up at me, her eyes twinkling. "Take a break." I whispered. She flushed red and closed the book, quickly stuffing it in her back pack. "I guess nectar sounds fine." She spoke quietly.

We walked into the nearest coffee shop. The waitress took our orders. Grover said hi to his 8 armed friend while Tyson sipped his nectar in aw. "Percy?" I looked over at Annabeth. "Hm?"
"Aren't you a little worried? About this girl and-"
"I need to see if she's ok, if she is I'll call a friend or bring her with us but otherwise the plan is to see her, check up, and leave." She looked away. Something was troubling her, I could feel it too.

We walked outside and stood in a small square. Annabeth opened her book again, quietly sipping her drink. "Strong aroma., Grover do you smell that?" Tyson asked. "Good or bad?"
"Smells sweet." Grover closed his eyes as if to track it. I fiddled with my pen, since I'm in New York couldn't I see my mom, tell her I'm doing great? No.. she would get mad at me.. I miss her so much tho- I felt a pull in my chest. I looked up and there was a girl laughing at her friends joke. She looked like Annabeth but had dark bronze hair and hazel eyes with freckles. She wore a blue button up plaid shirt with shorts over tights. My heart stopped. She looks like me... I felt hands grab me. I shook them off. "Percy?" I heard muffled voices. The girl turned towards me and looked at me directly in the eye.
It felt as though the world stopped. I slowly started forwards, she did the same. Her eyes were wide in shock. We moved at a walkers pace, the tension between us was so sharp I could cut it with my blade.
We reached an arms away. "Who are you?" I said in a raspy tone. She flushed and looked down. Annabeth rushed to my side. Her own eyes wide. She could tell this girl looked like her.. Annabeth turned to me. She wrapped her hands around my arm, I could feel her shaking. "Um-I-" the girl started. Tyson walked over. "Pretty lady." He smiled. The girl immediately tensed. Grover stood on Tyson's right, slowly watching the scene unfolding. "Who are you?" I asked again. "My name is Iris Jackson." She looked at all of us. Did she just say Jackson?

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