Dreams (A PERCABETH AU)

Chapter 8- I Miss You

Silena POV

Saturday 12th December

So, I guess it's been a little over seven weeks since Annabeth left—seven weeks of torture.

Maybe I'm exaggerating a little. We were coping, you know. We were patching things up, but Percy was still utterly miserable. I can't remember the last time he was truly being himself since that awful, awful day.

I walked into Starbucks with Jason, we were going to meet Piper and Thalia in Central Park and they sent us to pick up the coffee. I was still depressed about Charlie leaving me but I tried my best not to show that in front of the others. With the Percy and Annabeth problem still in full swing, the last thing our group needed was another messy break up or we would just fall apart. We were still friends, I guess, but it was awkward whenever we found ourselves alone together and I hated it.

I sighed as we stood at the back of the queue and waited impatiently. The thing I like about Jason was that he didn't pry. He knew I was upset about the whole Charlie thing but he wouldn't question me about it, he would just act normal and treat me normally and I needed that right now.

A few moments later, something caught my eye; a girl, maybe around my age, possibly a little older, walked into the cafe, skipping the queue and going straight to the front. I would've been annoyed but there was something fascinating about her. She had a certain confidence but elegance to her walk. That walk belonged on a run way. She carried herself with such poise it almost made me jealous and her outfit...don't even get me started on that.

She must be rich, I thought. She wore warm winter clothing; dark navy skinny jeans, a burgundy coloured blazer and black suede pointy heeled pumps. A big navy scarf with lines of red, white, blue and yellow tartan was wrapped snuggly around her neck. She carried an expensive looking burgundy leather handbag and her blonde hair was done up in a gorgeous, volumous messy bun.

She had her phone out, it was the latest rose gold iPhone, same as me, and she looked as though she was about to call someone while she waited for someone to serve her. A guy, probably in his late teens, came over almost instantly holding up a brown paper bag and a coffee cup to her with a crazy grin on his face. I could see she came here often and this guy was head over heels for her. To be honest, she made most heads in the cafe turn, even Jason was gawking at her a little. I mean, so was I, so I don't blame him.

"Thank you, Daniel." She said in a beautifully tuneful but elegant voice and for a second I thought I recognised it.

No. It couldn't be...could it?

At that moment, she turned around and I saw her. It was. Oh my Gods, it was her.

Annabeth Chase.

She looked good. Scratch that, she looked better than good, she looked amazing. What had happened to her?

She tucked the paper bag into her handbag and held her coffee cup in her hand which was covered in a stylish black glove that complimented her long, dainty fingers. Her heels clicked on the floor as she walked out, holding her phone up to her ear and speaking elegantly through the phone. It sounded as though she meant business and was running her own company or something. She pulled a pair of sunglasses over her eyes and both Jason and I stared at her in shock as we watched her leave, utterly speechless.

Jason took our order in his hands and I managed to snap myself out of it and run after her with him at my tail. I just couldn't believe that the woman standing out there was actually Annabeth. We burst out onto the street and she was standing by the road with the phone to her ear.