Sorry for any crap grammar or whatever guys, this is my first fanfic. I do not own PJO, credit to ol Rick.
The sun crawled into the skies above Camp Half Blood, painting the skies blood red as Apollo began his daily duties. All was well in camp; The hunters were here beating up boys, the Apollo cabin was singing obnoxiously loudly at three in the morning and Percy was snoring even more obnoxiously. Everything was good.
Or so it seemed.
The day began the usual way for Percy. Annabeth was practically kicking the Poseidon cabin door down in a (vain) effort to wake Percy up.
"PERSEUS JACKSON, GET YOUR ASS UP RIGHT NOW!"
Followed by a chorus of mumbling, groaning and grumbling.
"All right, all right, I'm coming!"
He staggered to the door, rubbing his raven locks out of his hair to unveil his sea-green eyes to the world. He opened (Well, more like fell in to.) the door, flinging it open so he could promptly face plant on Annabeth's sneakers. She delivered a "mild" kick to his ribs.
"Get up, Seaweed Brain!"
And so began his grand adventure.
He really should have stayed in bed.
Aargh, sorry for the shortness please dont kill me!
