Hello peoples of the world. My name is RaincomestoCampHalf-Blood and this is my first fanfic. I apologize for bad spelling, grammar, etc. I accept criticism but if you don't have anything nice to say don't say it!

Disclaimer: I don't own anything but my own characters, ideas, and the plot.

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Percy POV

I woke up to the sound of my annoying alarm clock. I groaned and rolled over. I smacked the button but I smacked it a little to hard. I heard a large *Crash* as not only the alarm clock break but I rolled off the bed.

"Ow!" I yelled. "Holy Hera, did that hurt!"

"Percy are you ok?" My mom yelled in. "What happened? Did you brake your alarm clock again?"

See my mom was the best person ever. She never raised her voice to anyone, not even when this hydra smashed her china cabinet a few years ago. Wait, I should probably tell you who I am. I am Percy Jackson son of Poseidon, defeater of so many dang monsters I lost count, but most importantly I am the boyfriend of the most beautiful, talented, strong girl in the world, Annabeth Chase daughter of Athena. I know what you thinking "A son of Poseidon and Daughter of Athena dating? Don't Athena and Poseidon hate each other?" Well yes they do but me and Annab- wait Annabeth and I are dating. So they put aside their differences (Well dad did. Lady Athena still wants to kill but won't because she would be hurting Annabeth by killing me).

"Percy if I come in there and find you asleep then I am telling Annabeth not to kiss you for a month." My mom said. I jumped up immediately. I really did not want Annabeth to not kiss me when she came over on the weekends!

"I am up and getting ready!" I yelled to my mom, just to hear her laugh at me. When I finish I realize I have ten minutes to eat and get to the car before Paul leaves. So I run down the hall to the kitchen to see a plate of five blue pancakes. I eat them quickly after saying a quick good morning to my mom. When Paul asked if I was ready to leave, i gave my mom a hug and she was smiling a little creepily and said "have a great day," then mumbled "i know you are going to,".

Little did I know what she meant. I had no idea how much I was going to love senior year.

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~Rain