I heard someone knocking at the door.

I looked at my watch, 12 o' clock, it wasn't Percy. At least, it couldn't be Percy. Unless he was an hour early. It was probably just the milkman, and since I was the only one in the house (Family had vacated. They were going on a "Family Trip) besides Annabeth, and she was taking a shower, I would have to answer the door.

"Okay, one second!" I yelled, brushed the remaining dirt into the dustpan. I threw it away, washed my hands, and answered the door.

It WAS Percy.

"Oh, hey Percy." I said. I saw a little golden package in his hand, he was fidgeting nervously, and pulling at his t-shirt.

"Oh, hey Claire." he said.

"You're an hour early, though, Perce." I said, then I showed him. "See? 12:01, on the dot. You weren't supposed to get her for another…" I waited a few seconds "58 minutes."

He showed me his watch, it was 1:03 on his.

"Actually, Claire, it's 1:03, I got here at 1:00, on the dot." he said.

"Oh." I said "No wonder was hungry."

He laughed, and my stomach churned.

I mean, it wasn't like a had had a huge crush on Percy since I met him, or anything, nope. Just regular old me, Annabeth's twin sister NOT liking Percy, not caring when they looked into each others eyes and everything was right in the world.

Oh, no.

NOT!

Percy had saved my life before, plus he was hot, and he was son of Poseidon, I mean, he was all around perfect. Except that he left a trail of dead monsters wherever he went, but that was a minor detail. I mean, if he was a regular person, and NOT a demigod, he would have no flaws. Almost like the Automatons that Annabeth had been so obsessed about for the last 2 months.

See, after we came back from the quest in the Labyrinth, Annabeth had been slaving over her silver, sleek laptop while I checked my email on my clunky, slow, obnoxious desktop.

I was so jealous of Annabeth, you couldn't even believe. She got a dude who showed up to her birthday party, a loving, caring, twin sister (that would be me), and an awesome computer.

I sat Percy down at the dining room table and went upstairs.

I brushed my ratty hair, and pulled it into a bun, then I put on some jeans, and a t-shirt. I threw the tornado I had left in my wake into my closet. I would have it cleaned before dad got home.

Hopefully.

I knocked on the bathroom door, and yelled at Annabeth that Percy was here. I silently prayed to Athena that she wouldn't hear me. That I would still have a few minutes with Percy and that he would realize that annabeth wasn't the girl for him and-

No, no, this was wrong.

All wrong. Annabeth belonged to Percy, Percy belonged to Annabeth. It was that simple. Except… if you threw me in the mix everything got suddenly complicated.

Why did I have to be born and mess everything up?

I stomped down the stairs, and plopped down in the seat next to Percy.

"Everything's so… clean." he noticed.

I looked around.

Usually, the living room is littered with Legos, the kitchen sprayed with flour, and everything a total mess, but this morning, there was not a single Lego out of place, not a speck of flour on the now spotless table.

"Yeah, um, new rule. Dad made it up. Me and Annabeth have to clean for 1 hour every Saturday until we get our own jobs." I said "It's REALLY obnoxious."

"Yeah, seems so. My mom, she only makes me keep my room clean." he said. "Unless I break a family heirloom with Riptide."

I laughed, and then I heard stomps on the stairs.

Either it was a giant, or Annabeth, and I was hoping the latter.

"Hey Seaweed brain." she said.

And the moment was gone.