Cause You Have my Heart [Percy Jackson]

Harmony: Music and Melody of the heart

How can I put this into words. What else can I say?

Shocked. Surprised. Scared. Insert 's' here.

She came up to the mic and gently held it, looking right into my eyes. Her gaze is still as strong as her mother's and I kept my composure in front of those watching. Oddly enough, I can return with a poker face of my own which brought a frown on her face.

"Hi...Percy." she began. Her ADHD wasn't helping as she tried forming a sentence without being too obvious.

"Hey." That was all I could say. On stage, I couldn't afford to show recognition to her. Past Jerome's annoying lectures, I wanted to keep her out of this. I chose this path and I will walk it.

"Oh, hum, sorry about that. What's your question?" Having a quick internal debate, I decided against chickening out. If I was ever going to successfully move on from her, I need to feel comfortable in her presence.

Going back to being best friends isn't an option to consider...at the moment.

The trip overseas did help me forget the pain but not remove the feeling.She was my best friend and someone whom I know as much as she knew me.

"Percy, Whom or what does your heart beat for?" There were a lot of 'oooh's Right after and again, that's why she's Wise girl. She knew how to push my buttons and wanted to test out the waters.

Too bad it's too cold.

"Uh...I would Guess Music? I dunno really."

I can still feel my heart beating but can't trace what it beats for.

It's been beaten up too hard like a beaten egg- And I just lost all meaning in the word beaten and ruined the moment.

At least, I try to say it beats for my new found passion of music but I don't want a certain God puffing his chest as he watches me right now.

One thing's for sure, she should really stop trying to hurt herself. I'd hate to see that face on anyone, even Annabeth. I know I should be indifferent or cut her off completely which I tried to do...

...but I can't. I'm just not that kind of person.

I was taken from my thoughts by Jerome tapping my shoulder and motioning to answer the next few questions. Fairly simple since they had been screened beforehand.

"How did that get there?" my brain thought, an effect of ADHD, but I just might have not noticed. Where the MC's were before the questions stood a very elegant white piano.

"Wow. Is it time for me to sing?" I asked the audience as I sat down on the chair in front of the piano, earning a round of applause and wolf whistles. I looked at the piano and marveled at its handiwork, the fans outdid themselves. Along with the guitar, the piano was one of the key instruments at the start of my career. It was an angelic white with golden accents with a glorious finish, simple yet elegant.

Whenever I felt confused and even after the night I met Annabeth again, getting lost in a musical trance keeps me happy. As I positioned my fingers on the proper position and got ready, I looked at her directly in the eye before looking down and start playing. I felt the pressure behind my neck and knew that this was all being recorded. Here we go again I guess.

Annabeth

Call me obsessed. Call me desperate. Call me crazy.

It was extremely stupid, but why do I keep following him? Something heavy was on my chest and I can't let it go. It draws towards him like a moth to a flame.