Calypso's POV 7

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I woke up shivering.
"Something's wrong with Leo." I breathed.
I threw off my covers, and hopped over to my closet.
Grabbing some jeans and a white t-shirt, I bolted for my bathroom.
I quickly got dressed and brushed my teeth, grabbed a bagel from my kitchen, and flew out to my garden.
Then I stopped.
What was I going to do?
Leo, as far as I knew, was at Camp Half Blood, and I was stuck here.
Literally.
So, in conclusion, I couldn't help him. And I was not going to try another telepathic call, considering how much Leo was confused the last time.
Noticing I rushed out of bed for nothing, I slumped on a near-by bench, and put my head in my hands.
"Stupid, stupid, stupid Calypso." I scolded myself.
You're not stupid, my head fought back.
"Yes I am."
No you're not.
"YES I AM!" I shouted.
The birds that were previously resting in a cedar tree to my left sprouted their wings and flew away.
Well, excuse me.

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