We were in hell. Scratch that, we were in the very bottom of all hell.
"Annabeth, are you alright?" Percy asked as we kept walking.
"Yeah, I'm fine." I swiftly lied to my boyfriend. From the little I could see of his face, I knew he didn't believe me. I was extremely thankful that he let it go though.
"So, what's the plan?" he asked trying to strike up a conversation.
"Honestly? I have absolutely no clue." I admitted. It was true, I had never in a million year thought that one day I would fall into Tartus with Percy Jackson, the boy I've fallen for, and need a plan of action.
"There is a first time for everything." he mumbled and I could