A/N: THAAAAAAANK YOU SO MUUUUUUUCH to all those who read, reviewed, alerted and favorite-d my other story. :D YOU ARE ALL VERY MUCH AWESOME. :) So, since I assume that you like the way I write, here's another story! YAY!
OH, and THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU SO MUCH to AWESOME PIE for adding me as a favorite author. I really appreciate it. :)
Please take note that there are more chapters to come. :D This was supposed to be a one-shot but then it was too long so I divided it into chapters instead. I'm really sorry if it's too short. And I promise, it will get better in the future chapters. (Well, I hope. Hehehe. JK. It will. kinda.)
Disclaimer: I do not own Percy Jackson and the Olympians and its characters and such. I also (obviously) don't own April Fools. Basically, I don't own lots of things that have copyrights…
Annabeth's POV
Worst day ever. Well, actually my worst day ever was when I got a B in a test; I forgot some of my lines in an important speech, lost in a debate and got attacked by a Nemean Lion all on the same day but this, oh THIS comes a close second.
Everything was fine until I got out of my cabin. That's when it all started. The moment I got out of Cabin 6, I tripped on a pebble and got a handful of dirt in my mouth. I got up quickly and spit the dirt out before anyone would notice but just my luck, Seaweed Brain was there. Laughing his head off. And then things got a little weird.
"Are you alright, Ms. Chase?" Percy asked, with what I know as mock concern.
"WHAAAAAAAAAT? What do you mean Ms. Chase, since when have you been calling me that?" was my reply.
"Are you ok? You seem to have forgotten that you are indeed, Annabeth Chase, the greatest singer alive." He just said.
"Really now, Seaweed Brain? REAAAAAAAAAAAAAALLYYY?" I said with a raised eyebrow.
But then, to tell you the truth, it was quite funny that he was treating me like someone famous. This went on and on until it got annoying.
How, you may ask? Well, because now, everyone would call me some other nickname that was related to music but what irritated me the most was that they would give me "the special treatment". You know the one where they would treat me like I was actually famous. Most campers would just watch EVERY single thing that I would do (even when I'm eating, well, trying to eat anyway), there would also be screaming fans who would want an autograph or picture with me or even both (they would usually be in groups which was reaaaaaaaaaaaaally bad), they even stalked me and asked a ton of questions like "Are you a dog or a cat person?", "What shampoo do you use?", "Are you going to be in High School Musical 4?" and other weird questions like that.
But then they crossed the line. Those campers who were stalking me were going through my stuff! They played with Daedulus's laptop, drew things on my blueprints, turned on my cellphone and even played with my teddy bear! That's when I lost it. I screamed at them to leave me alone and to get out of my cabin. But while I was herding them out, I tripped. AGAIN. This not only made me embarrassed but also earned me a huge gash on my left leg. I just let out a huge groan.
Luckily, Percy was there to help me get to the infirmary. But then I realized something. All of this started when he called me Ms. Chase and that this must be his idea all along.
"YOU STARTED THIS! I accused him right away.
"What? Pshhh, no! No wayyyy!" was his hurried answer.
"Perseus. I'm serious. I know you planned all this."
"Well, that's not exactly a question. Isn't it?"
"PERCYYYYYYYYYYY! Stop avoiding the topic. Did you or did you not do this to me on purpose?"
"Ummm…maybe I joined in on the plan a teeny tiny bit. Hehe." He just replied to me with a pleading smile.
"Seaweed BRAIN! How could you? Come here! I won't hurt you in a disastrous way; I'll just TRY to go easy on you." I told him angrily while trying to grab him. But he already led me to a chair and before I could reach him, he sprinted away.
I couldn't get up because every time I tried it would hurt my leg. I let out another angry groan.