I haven't gotten on here in years, but I'm bored and just thought to myself, "Why not"? I don't know where I'm going to go with this story or how long it will be but I'm just having fun.

This story is currently rated T, but that might change it might not, just depends.

This takes place a year after Percy's prophecy and the prophecy of the 7 never happens.

-Drew

It was the peak of July, a hot day with the sun beating down like rays of fire on campers as they bustled along with their daily activities. Percy was teaching some new campers the basic sword combat skills, while Will worked with another group in the archery range. Annabeth with no war to strategize for was drawing up architecture plans for a new stable under a large pine that just so happened to have a perfect view of the sword fighting arena. Katie was content in the strawberry field singing to the plants as a certain Stoll crept up behind her with a tub of water. SPLASH!

"TRAVIS STOLL!" Katie screamed, as Travis turned and ran. Katie hopped up took off after the insensitive prick. She tried to catch him but him being a son of Hermes and all it was to no avail. Travis loved picking on Kit-Kat, she was such an easier target, and she gave him exactly what he wanted, a reaction.

"Gods Travis, grow up," she hollered.

Some things don't change though, and this is how it has been since she came to camp when she was 15. Travis was 16 at the time and just thought 'hey, an easy target', but as the years went by it became more of a reason for her to give him attention, how he longed for her attention. Katie on the other hand wanted nothing to do with the punk. She thought by the time you turn 20 you should have some sort of maturity about you, but in Travis's case and the case of his younger brother Conner, there was no such luck.

After trying to catch Travis to teach him a lesson for a couple minutes Katie gave up and went to the Demeter cabin to change clothes. Miranda, her sister, was sitting on the bed reading the latest issue of 'Better Homes and Gardens'.

"Woo, what happened to you?" She asked as Katie walked in the door.

"What do you think happen?" Giving her with a 'do you really have to ask' look.

"Stolls'?"

"More specifically?"

"Travis?"

"Ding dong we have a winner." Katie replied with a grim look.

"He's just doing it for a reaction you know, and you always give him one."

"I know he just ticks me off and I can't help it."

"Next time he does something, don't react. Don't give him the satisfaction, and he might just stop all together."

"Maybe" Katie said picking out a sundress and stepping into the restroom.

_Two weeks later_

Travis was depressed, like really depressed. His Kit-Kat stop giving him attention. He didn't care if everyone at camp stop recognizing his existence but the fact that Katie hadn't even looked his way in two weeks was breaking his heart. She didn't even react when he coved the Demeter cabin roof in syrup killing all the grass. He just wanted her to look his way.

What made it worse was that this was his last year being a full-time camper. He had been accepted into NYU to study law. He figured since he was a criminal it might be easy for him to spot criminals, and he was a lot smarter than people knew. A lot smarter than Katie knew. This was his last chance. He had heard that she was leaving camp once the summer had ended and he didn't know where she was going. He was scared that this was his last chance to get his Kit-Kat and she was ignoring him.

As the days rolled by Travis was drowning in depression, he had less than two weeks before he had to move to the city. His mother being a wealthy designer and model had rented an apartment for him only five blocks from the college and with Conner only being 17 and too young to leave camp yet Travis was about to be on his own for the first time in his life, completely alone.

Several cabins down Katie and Miranda were excitedly talking about their class schedules. Miranda was going for Sustainable Food and Farming. While Katie decided to go for biochemistry. The girls had been planning all year for this, and it was so close, in less than two weeks the girls would be moving into their new apartment only five blocks from their new school, NYU.

Well that was chapter one. It was a shorter chapter but when I first started writing I had no clue where I was going to go with it. Be sure to review and give me your input and if there is some things you would like to happen in this story.

XOXO

Drew