Sarah Lesley

I slept through the night restlessly. I woke up a dozen times, from sudden bursts of pain. I finally fell asleep sometime in the morning, and slept through the day.

When I woke up, I was not in the same room. I was outside, laying underneath some bridge, on a blanket. I was sweating. My eye didn't hurt, and I could feel my lip now. I sat up and out a hand to my head, as I opened my eyes to a blinding light.

I shield my eyes and I see a freeway. I'm underneath a freeway. The light is streaming in from both sides, and the noise from above is giving me a headache.

I felt a hand on my shoulder, and I whirl around to see three girls, two with red hair, and one with short black hair.

"Hey. It's okay." I look up into her face, her curly long hair blocking part of it.

"Okay. I've lost it. I'm seeing the girl from my dream." I said, putting a hand to the side of my head and laying back down.

"You haven't lost it Sarah. I'm real, and so are you. We got you out of that prison, and now we're heading to camp."

For the first time, (I've said that a lot lately) I'm not flooded with a vision, and I can't see any of their past or future. "What camp?"

Lizzie gives Jazz a look. "It's a camp for people like you."

"There are no people like me. Trust me, if there were, they'd probably already be dead."

"What do you mean?" Jazz asked, crawling forward.

"It's complicated, and I don't want to talk about it right now. It's a little, well, I'm a little sensitive to it and I did just get out of my lonely prison cell. By the way, how did you fix my eye?"

Lizzie pulled out a half eaten brownie from her backpack. "Ambrosia."

"Wait. You gave that to me? I'm not even a demigod!"

Lizzie gave Jazz a worried look. "Are you hot? Feverish?" Jazz asked. I nodded my head.

"That's it. Lizzie, you killed her!"

"Whoa whoa whoa. Wait. Killed me?!" I said sitting up.

"Um, ya. About that. Only demigods and gods can eat it." Lizzie said sheepishly.

"And you thought giving some to me, a MORTAL was a good idea!" I spread my arms apart.

"No! Well, your not dead, and I thought you were a demigod."

I could feel my body getting hotter as I stood up. My vision sharpened and was tinged with red. "Ugh! How could you be so stupid! I was FINE in that prison! I was better off there, than I was here!"

Lizzie stood up. "Maybe you'd like to go back huh? Back to a prison cell, where you'll be beaten up everyday, and the prison cell with a bunch of Cyclops'? Fine. You wanna go back? Here!" She tossed a small cube at me.

"Press the button and you'll be transported back to where ever you want to go." She said crossing her arms. "Why did we even try and rescue you in the first place? If you never wanted to leave."

"I DID want to leave. I just didn't except my rescuers to 'accidentally' almost kill me." I yelled. I stumbled backwards as my vision goes red and I see an image. I tripped over a bump, and stumbled backwards and start rolling down the concrete hill, unable to stop myself.

I heard screams. Lizzie yelling my name, screaming at Jazz. I see a dark room full of spiders. They're crawling up the walls, on the table, and up a body. The scene changes.

I see a huge face. Blue eyes, black hair, and a long scar going across his left cheek. His eyes are sparkling with mischief as he backs away and reveals an orange shirt. He has a smile on his face as another figure enters. A blond with gray eyes, and the same orange shirt. She playfully shoves him away, and he trips over something and falls flat on his back.

"Annabeth! What was that for?"

She just smiles. "Do I need a reason, seaweed brain?"

He stands up and brushes himself off. "Yes."

She giggled and put her hand on his chest. "Well, then it was for letting go."

"Letting go of what?"

Her face darkened. "Of the ledge." His face looked drawn as he pulled her into a hug.

"I won't ever let go again." The mood has changed. It went from happy and silly to depressed and loving.

I open my eyes and scramble to my feet and dash to the right as a car come speeding underneath the bridge, almost slamming into me. I climb up to Lizzie and Jazz and Vahl. "Oh ya. That was an amazing rescue."

Lizzie just glared at me and crossed her arms, thus beginning my long trek to Camp.

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