Just letting you know, demigod parties are the best celebrations you will ever attend. They're like your birthday, New Year's, Fourth of July, and whatever other holiday you want all rolled up into one. There's all the food you can eat, every imaginable (non-alcoholic) beverage you can drink, the latest hits playing on the stereo, and your best friends hanging out with you.
That's why I, Annabeth Chase, left early.
It didn't feel right. Grover was there, and Nico, and all my half-brothers and sisters from Athena's Cabin. Actually, everybody in the camp was there. Including Percy, of course...and Thalia. Yes, even the Hunters were persuaded to come. We were celebrating the finish of the new cabins. Percy used his brain for once and asked the gods for ALL the demigods--even the kids of the 'minor' gods--to be claimed and brought to camp. I for one had a lot more half-siblings, and there were a ton more cabins. And none of them were empty anymore. Even Zeus's cabin had an occupant--this kid named Ivan, who thinks I'm the smartest person since Einstein (who, by the way, was also a child of Athena). But I'm getting off-subject. I left because I wasn't having fun. True, I was kind of the 'guest of honor', since I designed about all of the new cabins. But it just wasn't right. You know before, how I mentioned that all of my friends were there? Well, I didn't tell the whole truth. There was someone missing, and my whole body aches when I think about the piece of my heart that's gone.
Luke. Yes, he gave himself to Kronos. Yes, he turned against all of us....including me. Yes, he tried to kill us on more than one occasion. But none of that matters. He sacrificed himself in the end, to save us. When we were up there on Mount Olympus and Luke asked me if I loved him, I said no. And it's still true. I admired him, looked up to him, and tried to be with him, but I never loved him. Not in the way he meant. Luke was like the big brother I never had, the father I never knew I had, the best friend I'll never see again. And that's why I can't enjoy myself. How can I, when he was ripped out of my life like that?
I sat on Zeus's Fist in the middle of the woods, enjoying the night breeze. Everything was so peaceful and quiet, especially after the whirlwind the past few months have been. Building the new cabins, finding new demigods...and the Prophecy. The new Great Prophecy. I frowned and pushed that out of my mind...I didn't want to think about it.
"Annabeth!" With a start, I heard someone calling my name. Then I realized I was crying, and I hurriedly brushed the tears off of my cheeks. Whoever it was, I couldn't let them see me cry.
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