A/N: So here's my first FanFiction! I've had this idea for a while now, and I finally put it on paper. Or a word document, since I typed it up. Anyway, you know what I mean!

This will be an ongoing story and I hope to be able to update regularly. Probably more than regularly right now since it's still summertime.

Anyway! Read, review, favorite and follow!

DISCLAIMER: I don't own PJO, Uncle Rick does.

Annabeth smiled at Percy, who was sleeping next to her, slightly snoring, and drooling a little bit, too. She was cuddled up to him, her head on his bare chest, listening to his heartbeat.

He stirred, and began to wake up. He took a deep breath of the salty air that surrounded them, and looked at Annabeth.

"I love you so much," he whispered to her, kissing her ear.

"I love you too," she said, placing her lips forcefully on his. Annabeth could feel his smile under her lips. She pulled away for a moment to take a look at the alarm clock on the wall that Tyson and Leo had worked together to install after the war against Gaea. Percy had slept in many times after they had gotten back to camp, and Chiron had begun to get frustrated with the son of Poseidon missing his classes in the morning.

Eleven. Fourty. Seven.

"Percy, Percy, we have to go. It's 11:47. We've missed our morning classes," Annabeth said, slipping her camp T-shirt over her head and hopping around trying to pull on her jeans.

"Oh, gods," he muttered, rushing around to try and find his camp t-shirt, the one Annabeth had thrown late last night, only to find one a couple sizes too small. Annabeth realized that she was wearing his and quickly whipped it off and tossed it to him.

"Trade," she said, as Percy tossed her the other one. She pulled her top over her head and slipped on her purple Nike shoes. Annabeth pulled her hair up into a quick ponytail before deciding to wait a few more minutes before leaving. Percy was tying his sneakers when she walked over to him.

"Why wasn't the alarm on?" she asked, playing with his hair.

"I don't know. It was on last night when we fell asleep. I know I checked," Percy responded. He stood up and kissed her on the cheek.

"We better go now," Annabeth said, "It's almost lunchtime."

Annabeth and Percy walked out of the cabin, and to the Dining Pavillion, where all the campers were headed at the moment.

"It's a good thing that it's now that we woke up, it's not barren like it would have been half an hour ago," Percy said.

"Although it probably would have been better if we woke up three hours ago," Annabeth responded.

"You're right," he sighed.

"I better get to the Athena table. I'm going to have about 20 seconds to figure out some sort of explanation for this," Annabeth said as she walked toward the Athena table.

She was right. She had about 20 seconds, 15 to get to the table, and 5 before someone questioned her about her whereabouts this morning and last night, when she wasn't in the cabin at curfew.

This was the first time something like this had happened. She didn't know what to say, so she excused herself from the table, taking her plate to the fire to throw in an offering. She needed all the wisdom of lying that she could get.

Tyson, who had been staying at the camp for a little while, taking a break from his metalworking job in the water, had been walking up at the same time.

"Hello Annabeth," Tyson said. Annabeth immediately clammed up.

"Hi Tyson," she responded. All she wanted to do was get away from Tyson. Knowing him, he'd say something before she got a chance to stop him. "How's lunch?"

"Good, how come you missed breakfast?" he asked in his loud voice. Her eyes widened. Don't say it, don't bring it up. She begged in her head. "And how come you were in our cabin last night?" And that's when heads turned. Mr. D was right in front of them.

"I'd like to know the answer to that as well, Miss. Chase."

Crap.