The Violin That Started it Again

Part 4) Chapter Twenty-Nine

Okay, so since I'm almost done with this story, I'm just going to update for this story and put Ignorance on hold for a bit. There will be a smut scene sometime soon toward the end of the story, and... There are probably around ten chapters left or so.

And sorry I didn't update last weekend; I got busy and then when I decided to update during the week, I got sick. So here I am, the next weekend.

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Percy Jackson

"When is the check coming?" Annabeth sighed, swirling her water around in the cup.

"Oh the check?" Silena batted her eyelashes innocently. "I already paid for it."

Annabeth and I slammed whatever we were holding onto the table simultaneously.

"You what?!" We both cried practically at the top of our lungs since the restaurant was so loud.

Silena laughed and nodded. "Yeah! Tyson told me the waitress came by a few minutes ago asking for who was paying, and so I gave her my credit card when she came by again."

"So it was your fault!" I pointed accusingly toward my own little brother. What a traitor.

Tyson grinned. "You guys looked busy, so I told Silena."

"We were arguing about what Nico's favorite color was when he was little!" Annabeth retorted.

"Oh, so it's my fault now?!" Nico shot toward Annabeth. "It's not my fault Percy wanted to know if I used to like the color blue when I was little!"

"Blue is a great color!" I argued. "How can anyone not like the color blue?"

Annabeth scoffed. "But Nico doesn't look like he'd like that color! He looks like he would like red or green when he was little."

"You do realize that I hate Christmas?" Nico groaned, slouching in his seat. "Half of my family passed away around Christmas time you know."

"Are we honestly arguing about this again?" I stopped Annabeth and Nico before they would lash out at each other again. "We've already established that he liked the color orange when he was little so can we stop?"

"But why would he even like the color orange?!"

"Because Halloween was my favorite holiday!"

"Halloween shouldn't even count as a holi--"

"Guys!" I yelled. "Stop! Please."

Annabeth and Nico both grumbled under their breaths. Even if they were best friends, I couldn't even believe they would argue over Nico's favorite color when he was little. That was the most ridiculous thing to quarrel over, but I guess it was my fault since I asked Nico if he ever liked the color blue at one point in his life. It was then that Annabeth started guessing what Nico's favorite color should be.

Silena and Tyson were just watching in amusement at the little argument that took place. Man, Nico and Annabeth could really argue about anything. It was just their competitive nature or something. Did all smart people have that competitiveness in them?

Silena giggled. "Who knew Annabeth and Nico could get into an argument about something other than Percy?"

"He started it!" Annabeth and Nico accused, pointing dangerously toward me.

"I just wanted to know if he liked blue alright?" I raised my arms up into the air as if I were getting arrested. It certainly felt like it with the way Annabeth and Nico were glaring at me.

The waitress returned and handed Silena her credit card which she thanked her for. The waitress nodded and proceeded to attend another group at a different table.

"Okay guys." Silena stood up from her cushioned chair. "Let's go home. I want to bake a cake!"

"We just had cake," Nico remarked tiredly, gesturing toward the empty plates that were set on the table.

"And?" Silena grinned from ear to ear. "Come on! We just went to the grocery store to buy stuff to make something! Let's make a cake! And you two"--Silena turned toward Tyson and me--"are going to bake the cake with us!"

I raised an eyebrow. "We are?"

"Yes you are!" She exclaimed. "Come on! Let's go." Silena tugged on Nico's arm who almost fell out of his chair at the action.

"I'm going, I'm going!" Nico stumbled, holding on Silena's shoulder for support. Annabeth and Silena both laughed at his antics, and Nico tsked in annoyance.

But I just couldn't help but feel jealousy run cold throughout my body when I watched Nico and Silena. The kiss between them earlier did not help my situation. I had to ask one of them about that later.

Tyson jumped up from his seat and raced over to my seat. "I want to make a cake!" His eyes were wide and dilated from excitement, and I smiled at him.

"Fine, fine. I have to tell Mom were going first, okay?"

Tyson nodded excitedly before following Annabeth, Silena, and Nico out of the restaurant. I trailed behind them, reaching for my cell phone in my pocket.

And of course, my luck ran out. My phone wasn't there.

My heart beat fast in my chest as I checked every pocket that adorned my clothes. I even checked the chair that I sat at in the restaurant. But it wasn't there.

What if it fell out when I was talking to my dad? It could've fallen out anywhere in this damn mall!

I gritted my teeth in frustration before storming out of the place. Silena, Annabeth, Nico, and Tyson were waiting for me outside. Maybe Tyson told them that I was telling my mom we were going with them.

Nico was staring at me curiously. "Something wrong?"

"My phone isn't here." I sighed exasperatedly, running a hand through my hair.

Annabeth arched her eyebrows. "It's not? Did you check the restaurant?"

"I did. It could've fallen out anywhere."

"Do you want me to come help you and find it?" Nico offered, stepping forward.

I shook my head. "It's fine. Silena, why don't you go take them around to other places and I'll just retrace my steps or something."

"Are you sure you don't want someone to go with you?" Annabeth asked. "Nico or I could go with you."

"It's fine, Annabeth, but thanks anyway." I nodded and turned around, heading toward Wetzel's Pretzels once again.

I ran a hand through my hair once more. Where could it even have gone?

I ended up stopping in front of the cursed pretzel store. I scanned the store through the transparent glass entrance quickly, and to my luck, no one was sitting at the table I was at before. That was good since I didn't want to look for my phone while random people were over there at the same time.

I proceeded to open the door until something hit me lightly in the side of my head. I narrowed my eyes and turned around only to find my phone in my face.

"You left it in there." It was the voice I hoped to never hear again.

I snatched it out of his head and shoved it into my pocket. My eyes flickered up to the pair of eyes that I seemed to have as well.

"I don't owe you anything if that's what you want," I spat at him.

He shook his head. "I just want you to tell your mother one thing if that's alright?"

"Why would I do anything for--"

"Tell her I'm sorry."

My eyes widened and everything around me froze. But before I could say anything, he was gone.

That was the last time I ever saw Poseidon Jackson.