I stared at the blond girl. We stared at each other for a long time. I awkwardly pulled her into a hug that lasted about 5 minutes before she pulled away. "S-Sophie?" She stuttered again.
I nodded. I turned around and punched Forkle in the face. I could have grow up with this seemingly amazing person, but of course he took that opportunity away. "So, how's this gonna work?" I asked. "Is Annabeth coming to the Lost Cities?"
Fitz looked at her and muttered, "She better,"
To be honest, it would be hard to leave all my friends. Percy looked at Annabeth. "She can't leave Camp Half-Blood! She just can't! Plus, if you don't want monsters in your precious city, I suggest you send them to us."
Keefe looked like he wanted to murder Percy. "Their coming with us." Fitz nodded his head, clearly agreeing.
"Guys! Can you please stop fighting over us like we're Bramble jerseys?" I exclaimed.
"Yeah, I'm not a shiny new dagger," Annabeth muttered.
Percy, Fitz and Keefe stopped talking and Annabeth and I started laughing. I was liking having a twin already.
"First we can get her to the lost cities for a Physical," Mr. Forkle said. "Then they can go to Camp Half blood. For the summer." He added as a yelling burst out. "And live in The Lost Cities during the school year."
Percy looked alright about the arrangement, Fitz looked a little mad, and Keefe looked like he wanted to break something.
"But Foster needs to be here!" Keefe whined. "And I mean full time."
"Yeah, who's going to stop the Neverseen while she's gone?" Fitz added. "I mean, we're a great team, but she's the best part of it." He smiled, but it didn't reach his eyes.
"I need to do this. I mean, it's only the summer." I said.
"That's too long," Keefe and Fitz said, unanimously.
"Well, it will be safest this way." Mr. Forkle said.
"We must be going," Chiron said. "I'm sure the monsters have already picked up your scents."
He ushered us into a van. The side read Strawberry Fields Delivery. I frowned to myself. It didn't appear to be anything special, until the driver poked his head out. He had so. Many. Eyes. I was kind of freaking out. They were bright blue, and there were about a hundred of them. I don't know about you, but that stuff kinda freaks me out.
We loaded into the car. Annabeth, Percy and I sat in the backseat. Because I am slightly OCD, I needed to sit on the right side of the car, by the window whenever I drive a car. I listened to the sound of the wind on the outside of the car. It had began to rain so I listened to the soft patter of rain on the roof. It was soothing, and it brought back so many memories of my life before Fitz came to me that day at the museum.
"Mom, where are we going?" Amy asked.
My human mom turned to her with a tear-stained face. She smiled a fake smile. My little sister seemed to buy it, but I on the other hand was not fooled.
"Mom, what's wrong?" My past self asked. I thought to myself, and asked: "Is grandma ok?"
My grandmother had been sick for about a year. Mom and dad didn't tell Amy and I what it was, but it sounded fatal.
She shook her head. "Sweetie, grandma's in the hospital. We're going to go see her." She said, eyes welling up with more tears.
I closed my eyes and tried to focus on my own thoughts. I had been hearing thoughts for 2 years now. My mother's thoughts practically seared into my brain. 'No, she can't have cancer. She's not going to die today.' She sounded firm, but no human can stop death. I started to cry my own silent tears, as I listened to the pattering of rain on the car roof.
I snapped out of my memory. That had been the day my grandmother died. I was seven years old, too young to have a loving figure in my life go away. I stared out the window till the bus pulled into a place known as Strawberry Fields.