The Titan's Curse

“Wow,” Thalia muttered. “Apollo is hot.”

“He's the sun god,” I said.

“That's not what I meant.”

I couldn’t believe I’d come all this way and suffered so much only to lose Bianca to some eternal girls’ club.

It was bad enough I had to depend on my mom to drive me to my battles.

“Wow,” Thalia muttered. “Apollo is hot.”
“He’s the sun god,” I said.
“That’s not what I meant.”

“Are you putting blue candy in my stocking?”

She smiled. “If you’re not too old for that.”

“I’m never too old for candy.”

“I’ll see you then.”

That comparison didn’t make me too happy.

As she turned to climb aboard the pegasus Guido, Dr. Chase called, “Annabeth. I know… I know San Francisco is a dangerous place for you. But please remember, you always have a home with us. We will keep you safe.”

Annabeth didn’t answer, but her eyes were red as she turned away.

“You spoke the truth, Percy Jackson. You are nothing like… like Hercules. I am honored that you carry this sword.”

A shudder ran through her body.

“Zoe—” I said.

“Stars,” she whispered. “I can see the stars again, my lady.”

A tear trickled down Artemis’s cheek. “Yes, my brave one. They are beautiful tonight.”

Her blond hair was now streaked with gray.

“Percy,” Mrs. Chase called as I was leaving, “tell Annabeth… Tell her she still has a home here, will you? Remind her of that.”