Percy and Annabeth Ch. 28

Annabeth's PoV. Chapter 28.


    So it's been a week since we've left Camp Half-Blood. Percy's mom and Paul are pretty nice, but I have a really bad feeling about Calypso... Percy doesn't talk much to her, he tries not to touch her too. I feel kind of... Jealous? That's not fair, I knew him first! Percy and Paul were out running errands while Calypso was- I don't even care. She just wasn't here and I'm glad.

"Why the long face, Annabeth?" Ms. Jackson asked me. I was sitting at the kitchen table pretending to read a book.

"What? I'm- I'm not-" I was caught off guard thinking about Percy. Dang it, she was good.

"Come on Annabeth, I used to have a face like that. Boy troubles?" She sat down next to me. Gods, this was embarrassing. I crossed my arms on the table and dumped my head down so she couldn't see me face. I nodded and sighed.

"Well what's wrong, dear?"

"I think I'm losing my guy." I mumbled. Can't believe I was saying this! Ugh! Stupid Seaweed Brain.

"Percy?" She giggled and rubbed my back. "Annabeth, sweetie, you are not losing Percy. I can assure you that. Did you know the whole year he was away from you, he has talked about you non-stop! I mean, really, he loves you."

"B-but that was last year, Ms. Jackson. Things change... I think he likes Calypso more now."

"Oh, Annabeth. Percy is just a little confused right now, but I promise you, he loves you more than anything. I mean, the way he looks at you! I wish I could get a guy to look at me like that when I was younger!" I thought of Poseidon and Ms. Jackson when they were... young. Okay, not the best idea.

"Anyway, Annabeth," She continued, "You don't have to worry about Calypso. Percy just wants to help. Always helping people, that boy. I taught him to be a gentleman, you know. To someday grow up just like his father..." She trailed off and got up to continue cooking something.

I got up and climbed out the window to sit on the fire escape. The only place in Manhattan that I thought was a little peaceful; if you try to mute all the cars honking and noise on the streets.
I heard clanking and down the steps of the fire escape came Calypso, strolling along where you least expect her. Hmph... I could kill her right now maybe...

"Hello, Annabeth." She said casually. I wanted to scream 'Don't hello Annabeth, me!'

"Hi, Calypso." I said as light as I could. Curse it Aphrodite, she was way prettier than me without make-up. I thought about a couple years ago when Percy said he was in Ogygia. He could've stayed there with Calypso; escape his prophecy and live in peace and happiness for eternity. But I was the reason he came back- the thing that keeps him tied to the mortal world. He could've became a god... He could have. He could have done a lot of stuff, if it weren't for me.

I feel so stupid, but maybe Ms. Jackson is right. That one time Percy thought I was going to join Artemis' huntresses, he was stuttering, begging me not to go.
I laughed silently.

"Are you okay?" Calypso said suddenly, interrupting my thoughts. I nodded.
"You seem stressed. Well whatever it is, I am sure you do not have to worry about it." She climbed into the window back in the apartment.

She's literally killing me with kindness. I wonder how she would feel with a knife to her throat.