PERCY

It was a dark day on the Argo II. Everyone had a secret that was secret from everyone else and their secrets. And no one knew of the other and their deep, dark secrets. Until now. The dark day when all must be revealed… and no one is safe. Dare to read on.

Percy Jackson ran to his cabin and plopped on his bed, exhausted from the day. He sighed heavily and reached his arms around his pillow, hugging it to his face. "ALDKJFSALDKF" He tried to say, but it didn't really work that way. You know what I mean. But then his hands hit something cold and hard. He grabbed the rectangular shape out from underneath his pillow.

"GASP!" Percy gasped with mock surprise. Yeah I don't know. He took out his secret prized possession…. The Lightning Thief DVD. He was so much hotter than Logan Lerman. He debated for a few minutes on whether or not to watch it. After all, anyone could burst through the doors at any second. Was that a risk he was willing to take?

Yup, he thought to himself. He put in the DVD and started watching it making remarks like, "I don't hold my breath under water, stupid. I can be under water longer than seven minutes!" or "Annabeth is blonde. And waayy prettier than you." Or "Grover isn't that funny."

Then Percy got an idea. Technically, he and Logan/Percy were the same, right? So Percy could say and do all the cool stuff Logan was saying and doing, but it would be TEN TIMES cooler. Because come on, Percy is way better.

Percy grabbed his pen from his pocket and held it out in front of him. The movie was playing the same scene. In unison, Percy and Logan said, "This is a pen."

Percy almost squealed like a fangirl because it sounded so cool.

Then, a second time. "This is a PEN!" They both yelled.

"What the heck are you DOING?!" Screeched a voice from behind. Percy whirled around only to be face to face with Annabeth.

"Oh! Hi Annabeth," Percy stumbled across the room and sat on top of his mini DVD player. "Did you see that? Because if you did, I have no idea what you're talking about."

Annabeth raised an eyebrow. "Were you pretending to be Logan Lerman who was pretending to be you…?"

"ITS NOT WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE!" Percy defended himself. "Uh, I'm Percy, so naturally I was being myself and Logan just has telepathy…?"

"Percy, that doesn't even make SENSE."

"Uhm, uh, well, what are YOU doing here?! Haven't you ever heard of knocking?"

"The door was wide open."

"LIES!" Percy yelled. "I will not stand for this any longer. Leave. I must use the bathroom." He said, standing up, taking his mini DVD player with him.

"You're bringing that into the bathroom with you….?"

"LOOK, I DON'T JUDGE HOW YOU LIVE YOUR LIFE!"

Annabeth rolled her eyes. "Ah, I'll just leave you two alone…" She slowly backed away from the door and walked away.

Alone at last in the bathroom, Percy practiced his acting skills. He took out his pen from his pocket and looked at himself sternly in the mirror. "This… is a pen."

"THIS IS A FREAKING PEN! You can't do anything with this…" Percy said, imitating Logan.

"Percy," He began, this time in a deep Chiron voice. "This is a powerful weapon."

"NO IT ISN'T OLD MAN I'M CRAZY YOU'RE CRAZY I SHOULD BE ON MEDICATOIN1?!"

None of the others in the cabins slept that night. All they could hear was Percy and his bad acting.