Annabeth's POV
As we were thrown into the lake I realized that I couldn't breath underwater and Percy could. What if he forgot about me?
He seemed to read my thoughts and made an air bubble around us.
"Hey Annabeth," Percy said.
"Yeah" I replied.
"You know how when you go in the River Styx, you have to think of the one thing that keeps you anchored to the mortal world?"
"Of course." I answered wondering where he was going with this.
"Well I thought of you." He said blushing.
He was blushing a pretty dark red but my face was definitely darker. I was speech-less, too. Did he really think of me that way?...
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