Percy had gaped at Annabeth. She rolled her eyes and commanded, "Mouth-up. Yes, I'm breaking up with you. I TOLD you, I got another guy."

"In the MIDDLE of our RELATIONSHIP?" Percy grumbled. What kind of guy was he, anyways? A few months, and it would be their one-year anniversary.

Well, not anymore, of course.
"Percy, look, we were never meant to be. I'm a daughter of Athena. What did you expect, marriage? A baby?"

Percy bobbed his head up and down, and Annabeth sighed and stormed off.

A/N OK. Don't kill me. Please.

The next day Annabeth had left camp and came back in at noon with a blue-streaked male hanging off her arm. He had blue eyes and skin tan enough to take him out of the 'emo' category. He recited factoids and theorems and quotes and made all the girls swoon.

Within a month he was replaced by a college stud, blonde of course, with bright brown eyes and even tanner skin, and bulging biceps and triceps and quadriceps. He told stories of football and soccer and basketball, and made all the girls swoon.

And then there was the guy with the light brown hair and sharp green eyes. He wore casual clothing and spoke with a thick Australian accent. He joked around and had a great laugh and made all the girls swoon.

And there was Annabeth's current boyfriend, a guy with red hair and hazel eyes and a big, big wallet and a hair flip that looked distinctly like Justin Bieber's. He stood there, flipping his hair, and made all the girls drool.

Percy hated every single one of those perfect boys. And he knew Annabeth knew.

Annabeth knew everything.

Percy shook off the annoying thoughts and returned to checking the cabins with Annabeth. He felt her sharp gray eyes boring into his cheek, but he pretended not to notice.

The Apollo cabin had been filled with sunlight. It blinded him and made him too hot to stand still. Percy took off his jacket and graded it a 2.

"Well, someone's biased."

Annabeth squinted at the paper. Percy laughed at the expression on her face.

"Like you wouldn't do the same."

"I'm a fair, non-judgmental person! Unlike you!"

"Well, that's not fair," Percy muttered under his breath.

"What did you say, Seaweed Brain? What did you say?"

"You know what, Wise girl," Percy answered with a mouthful of pearly whites.

"You seriously need to make me a better nickname."

"Nah. I like Wise Girl."

"Aww, the sweet little couple," Ryan, one of the few campers who survived the Second Titan War, teased.

He wouldn't be a survivor for long.

I lunged at him.

He laughed and dodged me. He laughs like a girl.

I ran at him and Ryan jumped back again. He crashed into a table and his hip started bleeding.

And of course that would be right when Chiron came.

Of course.

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