House Guests

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(I've been messing around with ArtBreeder and decided to make and try and show you guys how I see Skye)

Skyler's POV

It was weird, lonely almost but...at the same time, it wasn't. Percy and I had decided it probably be best if we weren't dating. Of course, it hurt, but deep down I knew I'd never truly feel for him the way I did for Luke. The way I craved for his touch and to hear his voice, the way my stomach did flips when he'd look at me.

Percy made me happy, like a school crush, or a summer fling. But it wasn't what my heart wanted and deep down I knew he knew it too.

Annabeth didn't really trust me the way we used to, and I knew Percy didn't either, though he tried to be nice. Will and Lee cared for me like a sister and always stood up for me, but I hardly spent time at camp this winter and spring. I visited my mom in San Fransico, even attended a school...for a few weeks...before it mysteriously caught fire...

I talked to Thalia a few times over Iris message. She was doing well, enjoying her time with my immortal aunt hunting down monsters across the country.

Eerily whenever I'd go out I felt like I was being followed, not the hair raise on the back of my neck when I felt like a monster was near but like that "Creepy guy is following me down the road, make three rights and a left." Kinda feeling.

I was surprised when one morning I received an Iris message from Annabeth, who was apparently in San Fransico visiting her dad.

"It's been a while, Brainiac," I said with a smile.

"Glad to see you're still alive here." She said with a weak chuckle. She looked tired, the way she did when she'd spend days and nights awake doing research.

"You too," I saw one of her half-siblings running around behind her as she sat in the kitchen. I couldn't tell you which boy it was I could hardly tell them apart. "This just a check-up or do you need something?" I asked, shooing away my moms' bird as the grey parrot squawked loudly and tried to land on my shoulder.

"Little of both actually. You had any word from camp?" She asked she looked worried.

"No... Should I have?" I asked raising an eyebrow.

"Maybe contact Chiron soonish. But besides that, I wanted to know if I could come over for a bit. Need to run something past you." She asked, looking at someone off her right side and smiling, probably her dad, I thought.

"Sure, come over whenever you want. Anything important I should be worried about?" I asked.

"No, just.." She paused, turning and shouting something at the twin boys behind her. "I need to get out of this house." She groaned, rolling her eyes.

"See you in fifteen?" I asked and she nodded. I waved then ran my hand through the mist from my moms' humidifier.

...

Annabeth and I sat on the brown leather couch. "It's good to see you," I said with a smile, holding the tubby honey-colored cat my mom kept around. "How's camp?"

"It's...well it's not really ideal. But that's not why I'm here. I know you've been looking. I know that's why you're here." Her grey eyes stared into me.

"I'm here to visit my mom.." I said slowly.

"Skye."

"Okay, so what if I have been? There's no harm in knowing-"

"There's plenty of harm in knowing." Annabeth cut me off, her face stern.

I sighed and leaned back against the couch. "I haven't found much if you'd like to know," I said, a lie. I had seen a few of Luke's goon half-bloods down by the piers. But if Luke's yacht was here he was keeping it well out of view. "Nothing exciting besides setting part of a school on fire."

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