Author's Note: First off, I do not own anything about or to do with Percy Jackson and the Olympians. All designated rights belong to Saint Rick Riordian and anyone else they may concern. Next, this fanfic is NOT one of those where Percy Jackson and other demigods read the PJO novels. While I do find those amusing and an engaging read, this is different. In this story, Percy's diary chronicles important events in his life in brief and primarily with his thoughts on them. I intend to finish this fanfic, unlike many others I start, so if you have any questions regarding it; feel free to leave a comment or a PM.

Enjoy!

Chapter 1: An Unexpected Discovery

"Please, pretty please with cherry on the top?" Percy begged, batting his eyelashes and doing the whole puppy-dog look.

Anabeth sighed and shook her head.

"Alright, fine," She grumbled.

"Yes!" Percy exclaimed, punching the air in triumph.

"But only..." Anabeth added hastily making Percy's heart skip a beat. "...if you do my KP duty for one week from now!"

"What?" Percy gasped, scandalized.

Was Anabeth Chase – Daughter of Athena, Wise Girl, and all those other things – bribing him? Wait till the others heard about this!

"But that's bloody murder!" Percy protested, his glee vanishing at the thought of all that work. "After all, it's only one tiny room."

But the curly-haired camper remained tight-lipped with her arms folded snugly beneath her breasts. She even had that know-it-all-look that told Percy he would eventually give in.

"Okay, fine, you win!" Percy said, exasperated, and threw his arms in the air in surrender.

"Thanks, Seaweed Brain!" Anabeth said sweetly. "I knew I could count on you."

"Girls," Percy cursed, rolling his eyes. "Just when you think you know them..."

But Anabeth interrupted him by planting a brief kiss on his cheek, leaving a very flushed and stammering demigod in her wake as she turned around and fled towards Percy's cabin, laughing.

She couldn't help it. It was just that look of wide-eyed wonder at the simple gesture of affection she had just delivered. You'd think Percy had never kissed a girl before or something.

Suddenly, Anabeth blushed when she realised he had only, it had been her. And she was his first.

Heaving a sigh, Anabeth finally found herself in front of the Poseidon Cabin and took in a deep breath mentally preparing herself for a disaster. But no matter of bracing herself could prepare her for what lay inside: It was mass chaos!

Clothes were strewn all over the floor and tangled with the sheets on Percy's bed which was, naturally, unmade. Books, pencils, and other things like a baseball glove were scattered about as if someone had wrecked up the place searching for something.

But of course, she knew that wasn't true. It was just Percy Jackson being messy as usual. He was always such a lazy bum getting Tyson to clean up after him. However, since the Cyclopes was away she had to do it now because he was called to some private meeting with Chiron.

Anabeth sometimes wondered if Percy was cursed to be messy or if this was just a trait common in boys his age. At least, he was a good-looking boy she had to admit, what with his sea green eyes and shaggy, black hair...

"Hey, Annie!" A voice called out, startling Anabeth from her reverie.

Starting, Anabeth spun around unsheathing her dagger in the process only to find herself face to face with Nico Di'Angelo. Glaring at him until he blushed, Anabeth stuffed her dagger back in its sheath and placed her hands on her hips.

"Well?" She demanded, wondering why he was here.

"Well, what?" Nico asked, looking genuinely confused.

"What brings you here?" Anabeth questioned, rolling her eyes.

"I could ask the same thing to you," Nico smirked, nodding pointedly to the mess in the room.

Anabeth's ears went pink when she realised what he was implying.

"Hades, no, Nico!" She stuttered. "You've got to be kidding me. Percy and I...we didn't...I didn't..."

"Calm down, Wise Girl," Nico laughed. "Hey, I only came because I needed to ask Percy something and I know you too aren't an item or anything. Or are you?"

Anabeth simply glared him into silence.

"Fine whatever, be that way," Nico said casually. "What are you doing here anyhow?"

"Cleaning Percy's room," Anabeth said, ignoring Nico's eyes widen. "I could use some help you know."

"Ah, um, err, sure, whatever you say!" Nico said, clearly caught off-guard by Anabeth's unexpected answer.

"Good," Anabeth said, nodding in approval. "Why don't you start with his bed and just shake off any clothes which I will fold and put away."

"Sounds like a plan," Nico agreed.

The two young people were just about to get to work when the door burst open loudly making both of them jump.

"Hey, guys!" A voice said with an obvious smirk. "Did I catch you in the act?"

"Gah!" Nico yelped, stubbing his toe on a chair he was moving.

Anabeth turned around warily to find Thalia Grace leaning casually against the door-frame with a smug grin on her face. She looked every bit like a punk as usual but that didn't stop Nico from gawking at her which Thalia obviously enjoyed although she tried her best not to.

"Perhaps I should ask that about you and Nico," Anabeth grinned, which caused Nico's mouth to click shut and Thalia's eyes to darken.

"Careful how you insult a Daughter of Zeus," Thalia said with mock anger. "Besides, Hunters of Artemis don't have time or the desire for silly boys."

"Why are you, gasp, dare I say it...lesbian?" Nico said with exaggerated drama.

"Shut up!" Thalia blushed, causing Nico to snicker.

"Okay lovebirds, enough chit-chatting," Anabeth said and quickly held up her hands for silence before they could explode. "I'm trying, without much luck, to clean up this hell hole and would appreciate the extra help. So if you could please be so kind as to ditch your petty squabbles I would appreciate it."

Neither demigod looked like they were willing to give up without a fight but they resigned and nodded.

"Great," Anabeth muttered. "Time for Round Two! Nico, you get the bed again. Thalia, you get the miscellaneous items and I'll get the clothes. Three really is a perfect number."

With that, the three demigods set to work. A few minutes later, however, they were interrupted yet again by the sound of something hitting the floor with a dull thud. Wincing at the sound and hoping that nothing broke, Anabeth looked towards the location of the noise and saw Nico picking up a small but fat black book from the floor.

His eyes widened and Thalia surged over. Anabeth hurried over too not wanting to be left out of a juicy secret.

"Well?" She demanded.

"It's a, a diary!" Thalia exclaimed in surprise.

"Well I'll be jiggered!" Nico quipped, causing Thalia to giggle.

Anabeth frowned, puzzled beyond measure. Thalia...giggling? What was the world coming to these days?

"Give that here," She said, giving herself a mental shake.

She knew that if she ever wrote a diary she would not want anyone to discover it, even her friends.

"Nope," Nico grinned, snatching it away from Anabeth's outstretched hand. "I am so not gonna pass up a find like this."

"Same here, it's just too sweet to ignore," Thalia agreed. "Read it, Nico."

"Guys, come on!" Anabeth tried. "What if Percy found us reading his diary. He would be pissed!"

"We'll just say you ordered us to read the diary," Thalia grinned. "That way, we're fire-proof. Or should I say, water-proof!"

"Good idea," Nico nodded.

Anabeth finally relented knowing that it would be futile to argue against a Son of Hades and a Daughter of Zeus when they were banded together for something like this.

Oh, well! She sighed. If you can't lick 'em, join 'em.

"Fine," She said curtly. "But you have to read it out loud and we should take turns reading. Otherwise, we'd all fall asleep listening to the sound of your voice."

Nico just nodded, rolling his eyes and muttering something. Without another word, he plopped himself onto the floor leaning his back against the bed and pulled his knees to his chest.

Thalia sat cross-legged on the floor and took this as an opportunity to stare at the mysterious Son of Hades.

Shaking her head at their antics, Anabeth reclined lazily on Percy's bed, leaning her chin on her elbow. And then, Nico opened the little black book and began to read.

"If I should die before you wake," Nico read with a frown.

"Don't you mean 'If I should die before I wake?'" Thalia interjected.

"No," Nico said darkly.

Anabeth held her breath. Something fishy was going on here...

"If I should die before you wake," Nico repeated. "Don't you cry. Don't you ache."

Thalia's facial features looked puzzled but Anabeth suddenly felt a cold chill of fear. It was as if Percy was talking to her since that was just on her mind before he asked her to clean his room. And that was really the only reason why she agreed to, to keep her mind off it.

"Nothing's ever yours to keep," Nico continued. "Close your eyes and go to sleep."

His voice trailed off and an uneasy silence fell on the gathered campers.

"Well that was depressing," Thalia said after a while, being the first to break the silence.

"Just read, Nico," Anabeth huffed.

Now she really wanted to know what was going on in Percy's mind and this was a good a chance as any to find out.

"Very well," Nico sighed, flipping the page. Then he began. "Dear Diary..."

To Be Continued...

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