Him or her? (A Pipabeth story)

Chapter Four

Annabeth's POV

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Annabeth paced around in the Athena cabin. Why?! What?! But- Argh!

Her mind was spinning from all the different thoughts in her head after what happened at the capture the flag game two days ago. She couldn't go a few seconds without her mind going towards what had happened. How their faces had been mere inches apart. Not to mention the quick moments when their eyes had met. Piper's eyes. Gods, what was she thinking about?! Annabeth scowled in frustration, quickening her pace.

She noticed a couple of her siblings walk into the cabin. They must have noticed something was off because they instantly stopped what they had been talking about.

"Are you okay Annabeth?" She stopped her pacing when her brother Malcolm spoke and sat down on her bed sighing, contemplating how to answer. It's not like, she thought, I can just say 'No I'm not fine. I'm feeling things I haven't felt since all the time spent with Percy, I don't know what to do, and when I look at my best friend my eyes immediately stray to her beautiful eyes and those lips—Gods what is wrong with me?!

"Annabeth?" Annabeth looked up to realize a few of her siblings had gathered around and were looking at her with concern.

"Yeah, sorry. Just... I'm fine, really."

"Is this about Percy?" One of her sisters asked. Annabeth was mildly surprised.

"Huh? Oh, uh... Yeah, it is." Annabeth inwardly cringed at her awful attempt at lying. She was too distracted obviously. None of the others seemed like they believed her, she definitely didn't believe herself, but they decided to leave it.

"Well, if you really think you are okay... Then I guess just find one of us if you need someone to talk to," Malcolm spoke. He gave another wary, concerned glance her way before going back to what he and the others were discussing before-hand.

With no one else talking to her, Annabeth decided to go for a walk outside. See how her other friends we doing maybe.

She walked outside. A large group of campers was hanging around in the large space circled by the cabins. Annabeth walked up to where Frank, Hazel, Thalia, Reyna, and Piper were standing.

"Hey, guys. What's going on?"

Thalia snorted but there was a faraway look in her eyes. "Nothing. It's just a new camper. I honestly don't see what's got everyone excited."

"Hey," Hazel spoke up, "It's not 'just a new camper', It's a couple young kids. A boy about nine or ten and a girl that looks about three or four. They were brought in by one of the satyrs"

Annabeth looked over the crowd of campers and there was, indeed, a couple young kids in the middle of the clearing being talked to by Chiron, Will, and a couple other older kids that were good with the young ones. She noticed that both the kids had blonde hair and blue eyes and realized that the faraway look in Thalia's eyes was her remembering Jason.

Annabeth almost had to laugh when she realized how opposite the kids were reacting. The young girl who couldn't have been older than 5, was holding the shock of someplace new and multiple others around well and had a stern curious and determined expression on her face. The boy, however, was crying with a look of terror and panic on his face and appeared to be the one that Chiron and the others were trying to calm down.

"She could be a hunter when she's older," Annabeth heard Thalia mutter. She turned to her left and her eyes met Piper's for a second before she turned away quickly. Annabeth had a weird feeling in her chest. Weird, she thought, but recognizable. The thing annoying her was the question why.