"Sorry... excuse me... can you move please...?" Such were the words Percy Jackson murmured, whilst rushing through the palace, a panicky expression on his face. Everyone knew who he was – with the huge blue trident on the white shirt he was wearing, and the orange shorts underneath, with the words 'Percy Jackson ' knitted on it carefully, in perfect cursive – and chose in that moment to flood him with questions, that were really stupid, if he did say so himself. I mean, what 's his eye colour? Couldn 't they see it themselves? Back to the story, the reason why he was rushing like a barbarian through the palace so fast, was mostly because he didn 't see Grover for the past three days, and it really was worrying him. The first day, he took no …show more content…
"I 'm sorry Poseidon, but I agree with Grover, you need to tell him, and soon in fact." Chiron, Percy clarified. He heard Poseidon sigh loudly. "Well, what do you want me to say, hey Percy, I 'm your dad, and you 're the heir to my kingdom–" Percy didn 't hear the rest of the sentence, because he was already backing away from the door, shaking his head in denial, his mouth twisted into a frown. To outsiders, he resembled a kicked puppy, with his whole demeanor. Apparently they heard him, because the next thing he saw was the door being flung open, and there were three guilty faces looking at him. Poseidon cleared his throat. "Percy–" "No, no, no, no," He kept on repeating, still shaking his head repetitively. His throat suddenly felt dry, and with his best friend 's gaze trained on him, along with his father and teachers, he did the only thing that felt natural to him: he ran. Percy didn 't know how long he was running for, but he could guarantee that it was for a long time. See, since he lived on the streets before, and pick pocketed people there, he made sure to run as fast as he could to get away from them. To elaborate, this made his fitness level very high, which meant that he could run for a long period of time