Novel & Cerita Percy X Annabeth

she finally interjected, slamming her register shut and waving her pen at me from a distance, earning a disapproving glance from Percy. "I heard you, and let me tell you, I don't give a damn," she hissed, her eyes piercing through me. "What? How can you not care? You're a girl too, just like me," I persisted, trying to reason with her. "Huh! We're not the same. You're from the group that remained strong while everyone else suffered during those chaotic times. You've got some nerve calling me out for not wanting to help you," she retorted angrily, tossing the pen in my direction. Percy swiftly intervened, catching it before it could hit me.

She sharply shut me off, not tearing her gaze from Arya. “Oh, finally, you have chosen to pay attention to me, how wonderful. I guess pulling her away from your sight could finally spark some attention from my own mother.” “You always think everything is about you, Arya. How often do I need to keep pointing out that the world and realm need us? You act this way each time I offer my time and energy to each and every one who steps into this camp looking for sanctuary. What is your problem?” Annabeth asked, grabbing her daughter's arm. Arya struggled to snatch her hand from her mother's, but it seemed like her efforts were drowning in vain.