Grover's P.O.V.

I sat at the table of elders. Now, I know that as a satyr I'm never supposed to feel sorry for myself, and I'm always supposed to put everyone else's needs before my own. And I know that somewhere else in the world, people had much worse problems. But I'm feeling pretty bad right now. I mean, how would you feel if you're best friend since sixth grade went missing. Then became a child (or teen) of a second great profecy. THEN returned home over a year later, with a new best friend!? Here's how you'd feel. Replaced. Abandoned. Alone. I'm obviously happy Percy's back, but I'm also jealous of this Jason character. He Stole Percy away from me! He seems nice, but he's also inconsiderate! He doesn't see me stomping in as the new hero and taking his best friend dose he!? "Grover?" Sheist!  it's Thalia. Wait..... Thalia? "Oh, um, Hey." She glared at me for a moment. Then she tilted her head and her expression softened. "Grover, Percy doesn't mean it." "Yeah, I know." "You will ALWAYS be his best friend! His fatal flaws is littarly his loyalty!" "I know, but I miss him. He NEVER has any time for me anymore!" "THEN MAKES TIME GROVER! Just go tell him your hanging out. Don't ask him. Tell him." "Thanks. How did you get so good at this?" "What? Not being wanted by the one person you want to be around?" I gave a slight shameful nod and looked at the ground. "Luke." And then I understood. I understood that even though Percy and I hadn't been as close as we used to lately, he was still alive. All I had to do was ask to see him more. He would gladly oblige. Thalia on the other hand, had no one. Her person had died. She Joined the hunt, because she didn't want to get hurt again. If she couldn't have Luke, she didn't want anyone. And all of a sudden, I didn't feel so bad for myself. I felt bad for people like Thalia. Then I enveloped her in a hug. Needless to say, she hugged back. Until she judo flipped me. Someone's been spending too much time with Annabeth!