Hey guys! This is a new story that I'm working on. Let me know if you like it. I just wanted to work on something else besides my "Watching Percy Jackson" story. Cause that's something that gives me a limited amount of creativity, so I decided to start this.

Disclaimer: I don't own Percy Jackson! Ever.


Annabeth POV

Percy had finally had the guts to ask me out. It had been four months since we started dating. We couldn't be happier. He was such a dorky boyfriend though. He'd do all these cute boyfriend stuff like giving me chocolate's or taking me on a romantic date. I'm not complaining.

The day after our four month anniversary, we caught wind that a new girl was coming into camp. I wasn't worried a bit. Percy was mine and nobody, no matter how beautiful, would change that.

The day she came in, everyone was excited. The Stolls were saying that she might be an Aphrodite girl, given that she's going to be beautiful. Chiron wasn't releasing any information because he wanted to build up suspense He only told us that the person coming in was a girl. Whenever I asked Percy about the new girl, he just shrugged and said he wasn't interested. I was the only girl for him. I was happy for that. A guy with a girlfriend doesn't look for other girls or care too much about other girls. He was perfect.

It had been a while since we'd gotten any recruits, so we were all pretty excited. It was the thing that everyone was talking about a lunch. People were getting angry as to which cabin she'd be put into. Chiron had to come out and get everyone settled down.

It was towards the nighttime campfire when she finally arrived.

You could hear the silence when she showed up. Everyone was taking in her beauty. A couple of Aphrodite girls were sure that she belonged to their cabin.

"Hey!" she said to everyone at the campfire. You could see the excitement in her green, dazzling eyes. She wasn't afraid of being a demi-god, but embraced it. It seemed like this was the most exciting thing of her life.

"I'm Rachel. Rachel Elizabeth Dare," she put out. Her red frizzy hair didn't seem to matter, she was so beautiful. I could see that a few boys were already planning on how to try to date her, they were all drooling over her. I admit I was a bit jealous. I rolled my eyes.

She was getting so much attention. She was thin, but not too thin. She was tall, but not too tall. She was the girl that all other girls wanted to be. She had a sprinkle of freckles that crossed her face

She looked around at everyone.

"So…" she dragged on. There was still a lingering silence as she sat down, next to me. Eventually, the silence went away and everyone was talking to each other. There were still a couple of glances that flickered towards Rachel.

"Hi," she said. I grabbed Percy's hand, who was sitting to the right of me.

"Hey," I replied, "My name's Annabeth, daughter of Athena." I may have sounded a bit defensive, but I didn't like her. Everyone else might have, but I didn't. Any girl who walks into camp and is beautiful, turns out to be an Aphrodite kid. And I hate them.

"Cool cool," she said, "I don't think I'd be a kid of Athena. I'm not the brightest of the bunch." She let out a small laugh and looked towards Percy.

"Who are you?" she asked with level. She looked at me and before Percy could turn his head, she winked at me.

"Percy Jackson, son of Poseidon," he said, looking at her.

"Cool," she said, then in a whisper to me, "You hold onto that one, he's cute." I stared at Rachel. I think I may have been too harsh on her, she was pretty cool. Any girl who knows that I'm with Percy and he's not going anywhere deserves my trust.

"So, how's all this demi-god stuff been like?" I ask her.

"It's alright, I guess. Pretty huge news though, right?" I nod sympathetically.

"You get used to it," she laughs a bit, "I don't mean to impose on your personal life, but do you have a dad or a mom?"

"It's alright, I only have a mom, so that rules out that I'm a daughter of Athena, right?" she asks.

"Yeah, but there are plenty of great guy gods, you know? What's your personality type? You don't strike me as a daughter of Ares." She laughs a bit, but before she could answer, a symbol appeared over her head to answer for her.

Music notes with a lyre surrounded by it appeared over her head, releasing a bit of light and gathering everyone's attention. There were a couple of "Yes!"'s from the Apollo cabin.

"What's that?" she asked, looking up at the symbol

"Rachel, you are a daughter of Apollo," I answered her.


Please let me know what you think of this story. I just wanted a nice long story with some cool plot. I was talking on Skpye with my friend: ZoeTabbycat and she gave me this AWESOME idea. So… Yeah! Let me know if you don't want me to work on this story as much as WPJ, but if you like it, please let me know! I like the story idea of this, but I just need to write it out right :)

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