If I made you cry... My job is done! Don't worry... I'll keep writing. But I'm so glad I got some tears from you guys! I'm actually really happy, because I really meant this chapter to be sad and I'm really glad you guys like it.

He was hugging his knees to his chest. It was about an hour since he sent the email. She still hadn't replied, or even come looking for him. That's when he ran up to him on the beach.

"Percy..." She was out of breath, and tears were streaming down her face.

He turned away. She'd ignored him... He was angry... But, not. How could he be? He was so terribly in love with the girl, and for a long time, he'd thought she'd loved him with that same kind of love. But now, he just wasn't sure.

One of the many things he wasn't sure of.

She threw her arms around him, and he tried to shrug her away, staring longingly at the water.

"People who seek advice from me compliment me, saying I'm the smartest girl at camp. If that was true, I would have seen your hurt long before now. I'm sorry Percy. I love you."

He didn't reply.

"I was going to tell you, it never crossed my mind that it might matter. But when I was late for our date I didn't want you to know why I was late. You might have gotten mad..."

"Do you really think that I'm the kind of guy who wouldn't understand? Do you know how much I love you? Do you? No, even you, Wise girl, don't know that. If you'd told me... I would have understood Wise girl. I would have. But, you lied to me." He tried to make the hurt leave his voice, tried to replace it with bitterness, but he couldn't. He so loved her...

"And that was stupid of me. I'd say I'll never lie to you again but... The best I can offer is to try and be trustworthy. That is, if I can ever earn your trust again." That did it. Percy started to cry.

"Annabeth. I love you. I'll keep coming back to you like a stray don, no matter how badly you hurt me. I just wish, I just wish that you wouldn't lie to me. And that you prove that you love me more than that laptop."

"Oh Percy..." Annabeth sobbed, and he held her like there was no tomorrow.

The next afternoon...

DING!

An Email, the part of the day Annabeth always looked forward to.

She turned on the screen, her hands lingered over the keyboard.

Then sh slammed the laptop shut. She would rather be with her Seaweed brain.

Travis Stoll wasn't getting his answer anytime soon.

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