Kidnapped

17: The Truth

Percy POV

Someone stole my book. As soon as I came back from the pool room, I realized that my Animals of the Sea Encyclopedia was missing. It wasn't under my pillow where I left it.

My mother gave me the encyclopedia when I was younger. I always loved reading about the ocean, so I've had that book since I was ten years old. Now, it was gone.

"Bro, is everything all right?" Jason asked after noticing my expression.

"No, nothing's freaking fine. Someone stole my encyclopedia," I growled. I punched my pillow before looking around the room.

However, o one else was in the bedroom. I had no clue who could've taken my book. The only person that was in the clear was Jason, and that's because he was with me for the past three hours that we were hanging out in the pool area.

"Are you sure?" Jason asked. We both searched the contents of my bed and bag, but the search was fruitless. I left it under my pillow, and the book was now gone.

"What the hell? Who would steal your book?" Jason asked in frustration.

I sighed as I sat down on Jason's bed. My hands rubbed my face as I frowned in annoyance. This was so dumb. Why did anyone even want my marine biology encyclopedia? UGH.

Jason sat next to me while rubbing my shoulder. "Don't worry, man, we'll find it. Whoever took your book will be caught. Do you have any ideas?"

"I don't know. Maybe."

I could think of one person easily: Luke. However, it didn't make sense that Luke would want my book. While he was suspicious, he didn't care about our stuff. Luke greatly followed the philosophy of working by himself without meddling with others.

Then, Annabeth came to mind. As far as I could remember, she was the only person that was in the bedroom when I hid my encyclopedia under my pillow.

I had a very strong feeling that she stole my important possession.

Jason sighed before going to the bathroom. As I mentioned before, the bathroom belonged to the guys in the evening. I let him pass so that I could think clearly.

Gods, I was sick of this.

Annabeth wouldn't talk to me, but I didn't want to go to her. I've already tried enough to get her to open up, and it was useless. And yet, I was the only person that knew Annabeth's secret. I didn't feel like she trusted me, yet Annabeth interacted with me alone. She didn't even express her personal side around the others. I wanted to believe that this meant something.

I sighed again before leaving the bedroom. Yup, I was weak around Annabeth. I only lasted two days before needing to talk to her again.

Surprisingly, I couldn't find Annabeth anywhere. She wasn't in the bedroom, cafeteria, pool room, or gym. However, that left one final room, and I hated that room.

I hesitated in front of the blue room. Honestly, I didn't want to go in there. My life changed forever, I lost my beautiful mother, and I almost died within the confines of the blue-lighted walls. My right hand shook as I grasped the doorknob.

I opened the door and entered the room. The door closed behind me as I analyzed Annabeth, who was sitting on the floor. Her diary and my encyclopedia were open.

My hands rested on my hips as I stared her down. She quickly tried to hide the books but failed miserably.

"I caught you red-handed," I exclaimed. "Don't even try."

Blue light illuminated her features. Her hair was light blue while her gray eyes tinted into a dark color. The light made everything but our dark clothes blue. Normally, I would love a room like this. After all, blue was my favorite color. However, I hated this room so much.