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Luke Jackson (POV)

It has been exactly 173 seconds since the last one bombarded me. It was close, so close, the place I call my second home! If only those two would stop their pestering.

"Luke, did you remember to bring your sword?" Aaagggh! So close!

We were about to arrive at Camp Half Blood, my sister was reading, so basically not bothering me, my father had given up on asking if I forgot something, because apparently, "You lose something, then you go to the Hermes cabin!" Everything was perfect, that is except…

"Luke wake up Bianca, we're almost there! Also honey, did you forget your toothbrush, how about your sister's toothbrush?"

"Mom, yes, yes, and yes there is nothing I forgot. And if Bianca forgot something, then sucks for her!"

"All right I just wanted to be sure!"

When we finally arrived, I hopped out of the death trap of a car and ran to my friends.

"Why hello there master Wise Catfish," my best friend-close-to-being-more said.

"Oh shut it Airhead!" I playfully responded.

Clap! Clap! Clap! "Wow that was really touching you guys! I don't know about you, Luke, Clio, but I can practically feel the testosterones in the air!" my other best friend, Jake said.

"Oh shut it pupil Static Scull!" Clio and I said at the same time. Well, along with the blushing and saying-things-at-the-same-time, Clio and I were already practically dating, and the rest of the camp, plus are parents thought we should.

"Hey Luke, can we talk for a second?" asked Clio.

"Sure" We all looked at Jake.

"Oh, I get it! You guys want to be alone for this!" He finally caught on.

"Glad you noticed!" After Jake finally left, I turned towards Clio.

"So, what was that you wanted to talk about?" I asked Clio.

"Well, since everyone thinks we should, and I think we should…" Clio said trailing off at the end.

"Just do me a favor," Clio said

"Sure"

"Tell me how you feel about this," she said.

Before I got to ask what she meant by this, warm, soft, lips collided with mine, thoroughly preventing me from processing a complete thought, much less a complete sentence. I would love to say that I pushed her away, but her lips were like liquid fire, sending electricity through my body. Just as the kiss was getting a bit more passionate, a first year interrupted us.

"What?" I replied out of breath and aggressively.

"Chiron told me to gather you, something to do with your parents, Annabeth and Percy Jackson."

That instantly energized me. I quickly ran to the Big House.

"Chiron, what's wrong; where are my parents?"

"It seems child, that the Hermes cabin has pranked them and turned them back into teenagers."

"What!" I exclaimed

"I know right!" said Bianca; she was so quiet I didn't notice she was there.

"Where are they?" I asked

"You just missed them, they went out to kill-I mean visit the Hermes cabin."

I ran towards the Hermes cabin. Now I wasn't one to spy but, I heard some angry voices inside.

"I can't believe you! No, scratch that, I CAN believe you would do this!" I heard someone a definite female yell.

"No, don't bring out the knife" I heard someone say

"Come on" the person said, "Don't you have my back on this man?"

"No!" I heard a male voice say.

After that I heard a series of thumbs, whacks, and screams of words so bad that if I as much as think about them, I would be grounded. When that finally stopped, a pissed off looking blonde came out followed by a guy. The guy was tall and looked just as, if not more pissed than the blonde. He was about 17 with tan skin, green eyes and raven hair. But the girl, she was smoking. Tall, lean. and curvy! She had princess curled blonde hair and intimidating grey eyes.

"Come on Seaweed Brain," the blonde said. Hmm … Seaweed Brain, that sounded familiar.

"We have to find Luke and Bianca," she continued. I wondered what she needed me for. I ran away to Bianca and told her the news.

Bianca Jackson (POV)

I was just reading when my brother, Luke burst through the door. He started talking about people wanting to see us, but I wasn't listening. I was staring at the picture of hotness. He had sea-green eyes, so deep that you could lose yourself forever. He had the perfect build, muscled but not too muscle, lean but not lanky. It was official; the mystery boy had a swimmer's body. Next to him was a blonde girl with grey eyes. I guess I was staring, because Luke was snapping his fingers in my face.

"Bianca, Bianca, Earth to Bianca, do you copy? Houston we have a problem, my nerdy sister is acting strange, stranger than average." That got me out of my trance.

"Oh, shut up!" I said.

"So, who are you guys?" my idiot brother asked.

"Don't you recognize us?" the blonde asked.

"No," we both said.

"Well, it's a sad day Wise Girl, when your own kids don't remember you!"

Luke Jackson (POV)

That meant these were our parents!

Did I just mentally call my mom "smoking?"

Does my sister think Dad is "hot?"

Eeewww!