Percabeth at Goode [PJO]

Chapter 15

REMEMBER TO VOTE⭐️

Percy's POV:

"Percy, stop," a shaky voice said. I recognised it as my girlfriend Annabeth.

You're probably confused. Let me explain. I just found out that Joe kissed my Annabeth, and I was fuming.

I wanted to murder him and break his smug little face.

"Percy, please..." Annabeth pleaded.

"Why do you care!" I shouted, and she recoiled in shock.

"He's not worth you getting suspended for," she continued.

"Do you actually like him!? Are you two together!" I asked.

"No!" She replied, disgusted."How could you even suggest that!? After all we've been through together? We fell onto Tartarus together and you say that!?" Tears formed in her eyes.

She gulped.

"Aww baby. Don't be sad. What's Tartarus? Look, if it's that important to you, I'll fall through Tartarus with you as well. Sounds fun," Joe drawled.

I was mad. Then I saw Annabeth.

I softened up, realising my mistake. What had I done?

I was about to apologise, but she took off before I could open my mouth.

"Annabeth!" I screamed, and ran after her. Damn that girl was fast.

She weaved in and out of students and ran into the girls' toilets, knowing I couldn't follow.

I slammed my fist into the wall in frustration and said,"Argh!"

A stern looking male teacher in a suit looked like he was about to give me detention, but I gave him a death stare and he just gulped and walked on.

I was so angry.

I wanted to turn Joe into sashimi.

Then it hit me. The horrifying truth. It wasn't his fault.

Well, mostly. I offended her. I accused her. It's my fault she ran off.

I stormed out of the doors and walked off.

The house came into sight-line, but I completely ignored it, and kept on walking, on to the shore.

I kicked off my shoes and my feet touched velvet sand. At that moment I collapsed and started crying.

I was so angry at myself. I'd ruined everything. I held my face in my hands.

All of a sudden, my phone dinged.

It was Piper. She'd said, 'You've really messed things up, haven't you? You seriously need to apologise to Annabeth, she's really upset.'

Great.

That made me feel so much better.

I mentally slapped myself. I shouldn't be frustrated with her, she did nothing wrong.

Another ding. It was Jason. He said, 'what's up with you man? You're in a real mood today. Chill and apologise to Annabeth.'

Did everyone know? What was going on?

That was it. Enough pressure.

Jase was right, I needed to chill. I kicked off my reeboks, threw down my phone and jumped into the water.

Now, I know what you're thinking, why leave your phone and trainers if you won't get wet? That's the thing.

Once I was a few metres down, I willed myself to get wet, just so I could feel the cold, refreshing water weighing down my clothes, pulling me toward the depths.

Finally. Now I could think. And I was thinking...What the hell is wrong with me. Why did I snap at Annabeth.

I needed to fix this. Think, Percy, think!

Then, a metre below me, I saw the most beautiful conch.

It was grey with a pearlescent flow to it. I grabbed it and kicked my way back to the surface, with a vague idea of what to do.

Grabbing my shoes and phone, I went up to my room and grabbed some blue paper and a pen I scribbled something down and folded it up I side the conch.

I hoped this would work. Walking to Annabeth's room, I slipped inside and gently put the shell down on her bed.

The gang would be back any minute now.