I do not own Percy Jackson or the Gods. I'm just a writer and a fan. The title comes from the How To Love by Lil Wayne. It's like the theme song for this story.

Courtney's POV

I woke up to the sound of the crouch horn. I opened my eyes, staring up at the ceiling of the Hermes' cabin. I sighed. I was still here. I sat up from my make shift bed of two blankets and a sleeping bag, looking around the room with narrowed eyes. The Hermes' kids were racing to get dressed and some were running out of the door. I knelt by my bed and grabbed the bag that was full of my clothes, and hurried off to the bathroom. Some of th kids turned and stared above my head. With a inch of hope, I looked above hoping to see a symbol, but only saw...nothing. I sighed, walking to the bathroom.

After I was dressed in my normal camp t-shirt and shorts, I silently followed the Hermes' kids, who were all chatting and laughing over stupid pranks they had pulled and ones they were gonna play. Gods, why was I stuck in the cabin full of thieves and pranksters?

As we sat down to eat, I picked at my food, wondering if my parent even cared that I was suffering. I had been at camp since I was 15, I was now 18. I was alone at camp, the only one without a cabin or a parent. I hated it here, but there was nothing for me to go. See my mom had died when I was 8, so I'd been alone all that time. The whole day was like any other, wake up, eat, sword fighting class, eat, archery class (which I loved), kinfe throwing class, eat, sleep. When we were walking back towards the cabin at the end of the time, I asked if I could go down to the beach.

"Sure," Travis replied, "Go head, just be back by curfew," Connor nodded towards the beach.

I pulled by hood over my head and shoved my hands into my hoodie's pockets as I walked down the beach, splashing my sneakers in the cold water. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw figure sitting on the beach. I turned my head to see a boy about 18 or 19 with blonde hair staring up at the stars and moon. I stared at him for a few minutes, before I shook my head and started to head back to the cabin. As I was walking, I heard someone yell, "Hey!" I turned to see the blonde boy looking at me. I looked behind me and then pointed at myself. He chuckled, then waved me over. Against my will, my legs walked towards him and I sat beside him. "Um, hi," I said, nervously pushing my long, brown bang behind my ear. He smirked, "So, who are you?"

"I'm, um, Courtney, and you are?"

He frowned, "It's not important." After a few minutes of silence, I coughed, "So, I've never seen you here...are you new?"

"Not really, I just stop by at nighttime."

"Oh..." I said, looking down at my hands. "Well, I have to go." I stood quickly and started to walk off before I embarrassed myself more then I had.

The boy's hand caught my shoulder, "Will I see you tomorrow night?"

I took a deep breathe and said, "Yeah, sure." He let go and as I walked away, yelled, "See ya tomorrow, Courtney!"

That night I stared up at the ceiling, hoping it could make the next day go faster. Finally, around midnight, I closed my eyes.