A/N: Okay, this is my first fanfic, so please review. I only need one review to publish the next chapter which I already wrote. Trust me, it's a lot better than this one. Again, please review!!! Flames are accepted, but not preferred. Constructive help is appreciated!

Chapter 1: Just Friends, Or not?

It was just after the Battle of the Labyrinth, and yeah, you could say I was nervous. I was glad that Nico had explained to me how to kill Kronos, but I was still a bit curious about how it would work. I mean, I know he can't die, but what IF we suspended his life like Nico said?? Would it work, or… Is that a new clock? ... Sorry, ADHD again…

Anyway, I'm apparently supposed to kill him with his own scythe. It should "kill" him for 1000 years. So, I'm on my way to Camp Halfblood, again. This time it's in the middle of the school year. I was kicked out of this school for "assaulting" a teacher who turned out to be a monster. His name was Mr. Chim, which I'd been a bit suspicious about from the start, but I didn't want to frighten an innocent mortal. He turned out not to be a native Chinese who could barely speak English but liked to growl at students, but a GIANT dog. The Chimera to be exact.

After being kicked out of another school, this one in the middle of the year, my mom let me go to Camp Halfblood to train for the final battle. And that's why I'm nervous. I haven't seen my camp friends since the summer, and now it's January. I need to see what's up with Grover and Juniper, and Annabeth. Boy, I think I'm most nervous about seeing Annabeth. I know we didn't leave each other on the best of terms. She was still mad at me for wanting to kill Luke. But these past few months, while I've been practically out of contact with the Greek world, I've had this image of her stuck in my head. See, it's me, back on Calypso's island. But, instead of Calypso, I'm there with Annabeth, and she is the most beautiful thing in the world. For all of you who are mad at me for calling her a thing, don't be. I'm merely stating that she is more beautiful than anything or anyone.

I'm trying to convince myself that I'm just exaggerating. I mean, I really don't believe that she looks like that. She doesn't REALLY radiate beauty. We're just friends; always were, always will be. That's just how it is with us. Okay, so maybe just a BIT more than that, but not romantic or anything. I mean—er—ugh. This is SO confusing. The only way we're more than friends is the way we feel for each other. Even with being so out of contact with her, I feel her pain. When she is sick, I know. When she is happy, I feel like leaping for joy. Sometimes I get sudden bursts of energy just thinking of her. It's almost as if I have an empathy link with her instead of Grover. Wait, what am I saying? ANNABETH CHASE IS JUST MY FRIEND.

Hey, there's the hill. As soon as I spot it I jump out of the car. "Bye mom!" I shout as I'm walking to camp, "I'll keep in touch!"

She replies, "Okay, Iris message me before the battle. Are sure you want to go through with this though?"

"Yeah mom, I'm sure. It's my destiny."

"Okay, well stay safe."

"I'll try," I say, but then I mumble, "But I can't make any promises."

I see a figure standing with its back to me at the peak of the hill. I call out, "Hey! Who's there?" The figure turns around, and I see none other than Annabeth Chase. I freeze, and she does too. We are both staring each other down when she says, "Well Seaweed Brain, are you even going to say hello?" I run toward her and we hug. I say, "Hello," and we both crack up. We walk toward the Big House while catching up on each other's lives.