Here's part five for all bạn guys!
I took Percy and finished hiển thị him around. I showed him the Climbing wall, which his eyes bulged at, probably wondering why lava was trying to scorch kids, and it shook violently at times. The whole time we we’re walking I thought about how I thought of this kid. He seemed pretty cool, still trying to figure out who he was of course, but there was something about him…
Ok, Annabeth, I thought to myself, this isn’t the time to get interested in some guy. I wasn’t an Aphrodite girl, I was Annabeth Chase. I didn't Kiss guys, I kicked their butts in the sword arena. I quickly got rid of the thought of kissing Percy and when we got the canoeing lake I stopped and told him,
“I have training to do. Dinner’s at 7:30. Just follow your lều, cabin to the mess hall.”
He gave me a guilty look and said, “Annabeth, I'm sorry about the toilets.”
I was still dripping wet in poop water, and I was mad for two reasons: One, because I was sopping wet, and two because I wanted to know how Percy could’ve done that. He couldn’t have been the son of Poseidon. They swore on the Styx… But there was Thaila, Zeus daughter, but have two gods broken the promise?
“Whatever.” I đã đưa ý kiến with an attitude.
“It wasn’t my fault.” He đã đưa ý kiến looking down. It was his fault though, he might not know how he did that, but he did it. He was the reason my áo sơ mi was wet and water swished around in my white Adidas.
“You need to talk to the Oracle” I told him. He looked at me as if I was speaking in an alien language.
“Who?” He asked.
“Not who. What. The Oracle. I’ll ask Chiron.”
Naiads began flirting with Percy, and I warned him that they were terrible flirts.
“Naiads.” He repeated shaking him head, “That’s it I want to go home.”
He was so naïve. He couldn’t go home, unless he has a death wish. “Don’t bạn get it, Percy.” I asked him, “You are home. This is the only an toàn, két an toàn place on the earth for kids like us.”
“You mean mentally disturbed kids?” He asked. Did he just call me mentally disturbed? I think he did.
“I mean not human. Not totally human, anyway. Half-human.” I corrected him.
“Half human half-what?”
“I think bạn know.” He had to know after everything I’ve showed him and after everything I had told him.
“God.” He said, “Half God.”
I nodded, I was relieved he knew cause I didn’t want to get into another lecture with him about gods and what not.
“Your father isn’t dead, Percy He’s one of the Olympians.”
I took Percy and finished hiển thị him around. I showed him the Climbing wall, which his eyes bulged at, probably wondering why lava was trying to scorch kids, and it shook violently at times. The whole time we we’re walking I thought about how I thought of this kid. He seemed pretty cool, still trying to figure out who he was of course, but there was something about him…
Ok, Annabeth, I thought to myself, this isn’t the time to get interested in some guy. I wasn’t an Aphrodite girl, I was Annabeth Chase. I didn't Kiss guys, I kicked their butts in the sword arena. I quickly got rid of the thought of kissing Percy and when we got the canoeing lake I stopped and told him,
“I have training to do. Dinner’s at 7:30. Just follow your lều, cabin to the mess hall.”
He gave me a guilty look and said, “Annabeth, I'm sorry about the toilets.”
I was still dripping wet in poop water, and I was mad for two reasons: One, because I was sopping wet, and two because I wanted to know how Percy could’ve done that. He couldn’t have been the son of Poseidon. They swore on the Styx… But there was Thaila, Zeus daughter, but have two gods broken the promise?
“Whatever.” I đã đưa ý kiến with an attitude.
“It wasn’t my fault.” He đã đưa ý kiến looking down. It was his fault though, he might not know how he did that, but he did it. He was the reason my áo sơ mi was wet and water swished around in my white Adidas.
“You need to talk to the Oracle” I told him. He looked at me as if I was speaking in an alien language.
“Who?” He asked.
“Not who. What. The Oracle. I’ll ask Chiron.”
Naiads began flirting with Percy, and I warned him that they were terrible flirts.
“Naiads.” He repeated shaking him head, “That’s it I want to go home.”
He was so naïve. He couldn’t go home, unless he has a death wish. “Don’t bạn get it, Percy.” I asked him, “You are home. This is the only an toàn, két an toàn place on the earth for kids like us.”
“You mean mentally disturbed kids?” He asked. Did he just call me mentally disturbed? I think he did.
“I mean not human. Not totally human, anyway. Half-human.” I corrected him.
“Half human half-what?”
“I think bạn know.” He had to know after everything I’ve showed him and after everything I had told him.
“God.” He said, “Half God.”
I nodded, I was relieved he knew cause I didn’t want to get into another lecture with him about gods and what not.
“Your father isn’t dead, Percy He’s one of the Olympians.”
