Chapter One

Percy's POV

I internally sighed. We, as in the senior campers (head counselors, same difference), were still waiting for Chiron to show up at the emergency meeting.

The Stolls were passing the time by seeing how much Easy Cheese could fit on Clovis's face. Katie and Clarisse looked on in disgust.

Piper and Annabeth whispered back and forth to each other, Nico sat in his chair, as quiet and brooding a Nico could be, Jason was sketching something on a blueprint (most likely a temple or shrine design for Camp Jupiter), Rachel was slapping her blue plastic hairbrush against her thigh, Frank and Hazel, our resident guests, were just sitting silently, hands intertwined, Will Solace was staring intrigued at Clovis, and Lou Ellen was turning pencils into caterpillars and then changing them back.

Just your typical Saturday morning at Camp Half Blood.

Talk about boring.

Just when I was about to fall face first (alliteration anyone?) into the table, the door opened and Leo and Calypso walked through.

Let me explain the whole "coming-back-from-the-dead-with-an-immortal-daughter-of-a-Titan-who-just-so-happened-to-fall-in-love-with-Percy-when-he-was-15" thing. A few weeks after the war, Leo came back to camp on Festus with Calypso's arms around his waist. He literally jumped off of Happy the Dragon and launched into corny jokes and cheesy punch lines. At first, everyone (especially Piper) was mad at him for not coming to camp sooner, but then they were all happy to see him (especially Piper), and then they started making jokes with him (especially Piper). But that was before Calypso slid off of Festus.

Annabeth literally was about to kill her, immortal or not, for cursing her when were in Tartarus. I was feeling awkward because of well… you know. And Leo was well… he was Leo, by trying to keep the mood light (as if it worked).

But now Annabeth and Calypso are really good friends. They enjoy insulting me for their own amusement, just like Reyna and Annabeth…and Rachel and Annabeth (see the pattern here?). And Leo and I are pretty chill around each other, so it's cool.

And that's that.

"Sorry we're late. This doofus doesn't understand the definition of 'we're going to be late, Repair Boy.'" Calypso apologized.

"So not my fault, Calypso! You were the one who suggested I try to make a fire resistant sword." Leo grumbled.

"Yeah well-"

"Guys!" Piper called out.

The couple turned back to the daughter of Aphrodite.

"Have you seen Chiron? He isn't here yet." She asked them.

"No, we haven't." Calypso frowned.

"Ha! So technically we aren't late!" Leo pumped a fist into the air. Then he grabbed his girlfriend's arm and pulled her into a seat.

The door burst open a few minutes later.

Clovis snapped awake, his mask of cheese fell off in clumps. Everyone stifled laughter at his confused and muffled, "Huh?"

Chiron clopped in, a file folder in his arms. I caught a name on it, Leah Stone.

Who was Leah Stone?

Chiron seated himself at the head of the ping pong table. "Good morning heroes, Clovis." He nodded with a knowing smile at the son of Hypnos.

Clovis blushed very deeply.

"So, why have you called us here, Chiron?" Clarisse asked with her arms folded over her chest.

Chiron smiled. "Mr. D and I have selected a few of you to go look for a new demigod whom we suspect is very powerful. Originally, we were going to send one of the younger satyrs, but it seems that you spend a bit too much time here. So we decided to send those of you who were chosen instead. Besides, it will give you a chance to live as normally as possible."

Annabeth raised a hand. "Look for whom?"

Chiron handed her the file folder. "Leah Stone."

Annabeth opened the folder. Since I was next to her I saw the picture of Leah clearly.

My jaw almost dropped. Now don't get me wrong, I believe that Annabeth is the most beautiful girl in the world. But Leah could easily be a daughter of Aphrodite. And a very pretty one at that.

She had pale blonde curly hair that cascaded down her back. Her gold flecked navy blue eyes were framed with dark lashes.

Leah looked way to happy in the picture for it to be a standard photo, to be honest. She was smiling brightly, and her eyes shined.

She had tanned skin that you could only get from working in the sun, not from just sitting on a pool side chair reading a magazine. Her pearly teeth brought out the dimple on her left cheek, which seemed to bring out her tan even more. But it all seemed to draw attention to the thing that sort of marred her (I admit, just don't tell Wise Girl, beautiful) face.

Leah had a scar on her right cheek that was shaped like an x.

It was obviously healed, but it looked old, like she got it as a child. The thought made my stomach churn, which reminded me that I hadn't eaten breakfast yet.

"She's 17, like most of us. There's nothing about her birth parents. It says here that she was put into foster care by the state when she was 4, and was adopted by the Stone family when she was 8. So it might be a little difficult to find out her parent if she's adopted." Annabeth explained before passing the folder to Piper.

When the Stolls got a hold of it, their jaws dropped. "Woah…" Travis breathed.

"Any thoughts to share, Travis?" Katie asked her boyfriend. Her grass green eyes glinted murderously.

"Uh, n-n…er…it's j-just…um…" Travis stuttered.

"It's just obvious! She's a daughter of Aphrodite!" Connor exclaimed. "I mean, just look at her!"

Will Solace raised an eyebrow. "She could easily be a daughter of Apollo. Here it says her main interests are basketball, singing, and archery in her free time. Plus, she has the blonde hair and the blue eyes. My guess is that she belongs in the Apollo cabin." He said.

Connor remained silent.

"So, you're sending us to high school to see if she's a demigod?" I asked Chiron.

Said centaur nodded.

Clarisse grunted. "So you're sending over a dozen of us to some random high school. Yeah right, and we won't attract monsters like moths to a light."

Chiron chuckled. "The gods, mostly Hecate (cue Hazel perking up at her basically patron goddess), have pulled a few strings and allowed the Mist to cover your scents, Miss La Rue."

Clarisse huffed, but said nothing.

"When do we start?" Annabeth asked.

"Monday morning. The gods also supplied you with a house for you to live in and these," Chiron spread his hands.

The air shimmered and 14 smart phones, 14 laptops, and 14 tablets appeared on the table.

"Hephaestus has taken the liberty in inventing monster proof technology. All of these have an Iris messaging application to keep in touch with those of us that stay here." He explained.

We dove for the electronics (Yes, I'm aware that I just pronounced a four syllable word. I do have a brain in there, despite what Annabeth says). They all looked like Apple devices, but if you looked closely, you'd notice 3 words under the Apple logo: Hephaestus Technology Corporation, or HTC.

When Chiron dismissed us, I left to go pack, since breakfast was long over. I started looking for my duffel bag in my cabin. I swear to all the gods that I saw it in the back of my closet last week when I was digging for a sweatshirt, only to find that Annabeth had taken it. Hoodie thief. I should probably go and ask for it back. I was getting a bit – oh here it is!

I grabbed the handle of the bag and pulled. It barely budged. I frowned. I pulled harder. It finally gave way and I flew back. My back crashed against a bunk leg, but I barely felt it. I grinned in triumph.

"Seaweed Brain: 1, Duffel Bag: 0." I said.

Afterwards I packed. As I zipped up (or tried to) my bag, I heard a knock at the door.

"Come in!" I called.

Annabeth walked in, sporting my stolen hoodie, jean shorts, and her gray Converse hi-tops that I had (apparently) vandalized with doodles and messages.

"Hey, Perce." She greeted.

"Hello there, pretty lady." I grinned before giving her a peck on the lips.

Annabeth rolled her eyes, but I could tell she was (poorly) trying to suppress a smile. "Gods, Percy, must you be so cheesy?"

"Always, Wise Girl." I told her.

"Whatever. I came to tell you the name of the school we're going to." Annabeth grinned a grin that basically said "I-know-something-you-don't-know."

But then again, she grins at me like that every day.

"Well?"

"I'm sure you'll remember the name."

"Will I?"

"If involved blood sucking cheerleaders and an exploding band room."

I grinned. "We're going to Goode?"

She nodded. "But it's changed from a prestigious private high school to a performing arts prep school."

I nodded. "I'm fine with that."

The next day, we were getting a tour of our new house designed and built by the gods.

"And here's the swimming pool for Percy (and others) to use. Percy, if you decide to try out for swim team, you'll be able to practice from home." Poseidon explained.

I smiled. "Awesome."

So far we had seen the living room, numerous bathrooms, the kitchen, "family" room, dining room*, training room, basketball court, backyard, and the beauty room, "for the females to freshen up and apply makeup before school (Aphrodite's words, not mine)."

As if that would happen.

Zeus led us to the bedrooms. There were 8 rooms in all. Roommates were divided into couples, except for Connor and Rachel. Since Travis and Katie were rooming together, they had to sleep in the same room, because there wasn't enough.

That would be beyond awkward, since Rachel isn't allowed to date, due to the whole holder-of-the-spirit-of-Delphi gig.

Hephaestus explained the mechanism for the beds. Apparently, they could be put into separate ones, by flipping a switch on the side of the bed. And they could merge into one by flipping the same switch (like a light switch).

Athena was all for having me and Annabeth sleeping in separate beds (surprise, surprise).

But then Aphrodite started telling her to stop being such a stick in the podex and let us be. This resulted in Athena nearly impaling her with a book (who knew that was possible?), but Artemis and Hermes held her back while Hephaestus and Ares held back Aphrodite, who was spitting some pretty nasty insults that I won't include because there might be younglings reading this story, and giving her choice suggestions where she could stab herself with a knife (cue Hazel looking proud [A/N: Son of Neptune reference]).

After the goddesses calmed down, silence and tension donned the air. Zeus cleared his throat.

"Athena, why don't you lead us to the library?"

*The dining room table was a lot like the one on the Argo II. It made me happy, nostalgic, and sad at the same time.

I saw down on the edge of my bed. I watched Annabeth as she unpacked her clothes and stuff. When she finished, she sat down beside me.

"You okay, Seaweed Brain?" She asked.

I nodded. "Just thinking."

Annabeth grinned. "You? Thinking? That's dangerous, Percy."

I rolled my eyes. "I was thinking about school, O Wise One."

She grinned again. "Even more dangerous."

I nudged her and subconsciously began playing with her curls. "How do you feel about going to school?" I asked her.

Annabeth shrugged. "Putting aside the whole daughter-of-the-wisdom/knowledge-goddess thing, it seems pretty okay to me. We have the gods' protection, Paul's knowing that we're demigods, which is basically a "get-out-of-jail-free-card," and our friends alongside us. We have a shot on being normal teenagers, Percy, or as normal a demigod can be, but still. I'd say we'll be fine."

I smiled and nodded. For some reason, I felt a surge of emotion flow through me. I loved Annabeth. So. Much.

I pulled her closer to me, my hand cupped her cheek and our lips met.

It wasn't the most passionate kiss, but it was still pretty awesome.

Our lips moved in sync. Annabeth slipped her arms around my neck and began playing with my hair. I rested my free hand on her waist. She was practically on my lap now, not that I cared or even noticed. I was too busy focusing on the girl in front of me, the love of my life.

We broke apart, panting and with pink cheeks.

"W-what was that for?" She asked.

I smiled and pulled her into a hug. "I love you, Annabeth. You know that, right?" I whispered into her hair.

I felt her smile against my shirt. "I love you too, Percy."

We stayed like that for awhile, but then decided to hit the sack. She got ready for bed, pulling on leggings and a large t shirt. I slipped on a tank top and shorts (don't judge, I hate wearing shirts to bed, it makes me feel hot in an uncomfortable way).

Annabeth shut off the lights and climbed into bed beside me. She rested her head in the crook of my neck, and placed a hand to my chest. She was dead asleep in a matter of minutes.

I placed a hand on her waist and found myself getting drowsy. I let sleep overtake me and slipped into a (thank the gods) dreamless state. I fell asleep wondering what I did to deserve a girl like Annabeth.