Annabeth~
I woke with a start, and hit my head on the bunk above me. There was something I was supposed to be worried about. Something that was wrong. Then I remembered:
Percy.
I jumped out of bed and pulled on a random sweater over my nightclothes and ran outside. It was early morning, and the sun was peaking up over the trees. I practically sprinted to the infirmary where I hoped to find Percy humming, or up and talking. That is not what I was greeted with.
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You Can't Save Me Now ✔️
Fanfiction"I hate you, Perseus Jackson!" That's how I knew she was mad. Annabeth never uses my full name unless she's seriously mad. But those words, they hurt more than a dagger through my Achilles' spot. ---------------- Welcome to my first book...
