The reason Drew is always so mean and cold is because the one person she had every truly loved went and died.

   Drew skipped out on the burning of his shroud. She couldn't stand it. She knew she would break. The dumb boy had gone out and gotten himself killed. Drew ran into the forest, where she knew no one would find her. Sinking to her knees by a tree, she broke down and started sobbing. After awhile she heard footsteps, but she couldn't stop herself. Turning around, she saw Annabeth through tear-streaked eyes. " Drew?" Drew didn't reply. What would she say? That she was just out here randomly crying because she felt like it?

   " Are you alright?" Drew shook her head mutely.

   " You loved him, didn't you?" Again Drew nodded her head mutely.

   " Why did he have to die? He promised! He promised me that he would come back! We had our whole future planned! We were going to get married..." Drew burst. Annabeth flinched, and then sat down next to her and put an arm around her.

   " The dumb, stupid, idiotic little boy went and made me fall in love, and then he left!" Drew sobbed quietly.

   " Did he say he loved you?" Annabeth asked after awhile.

   " Yes. He did," Drew whispered, staring at the sun.

      I will. I promise. I love you. Those were the last words that Drew ever heard from Lee Fletcher.