Hey! So I've gotten some great and helpful reviews on the story, like making Bobby and Matt act like 12 yr olds. I'm excited for this story and think it's going to turn out pretty good. So anyway, DISCLAIMER: I do not own Percy Jackson& The Olympians characters, settings, etc. All rights go to Rick Riordan.

Annabeth's POV:

The airport was noisy and crowded as we sat waiting for my flight to be called. I sat next to my dad while Helen went to grab coffee. I looked around and rolled my eyes as I saw Bobby and Matthew playing on PSPs. Seriously, if it wasn't LEGO it was their latest tech.

Helen came back with a drink tray of three cups. Regulars for her and dad, and pumpkin spice tea for me. I just sipped the steamy beverage when an airlines' attendant's voice came over the speaker and announced my flight.

The boys packed up their devices and help my dad and me carry my bags. We through the crowded airport until we found my terminal. My bags were dropped with the others to be loaded onto the plane and I had my carry-on slung from my shoulders.

Dad pulled me into a hug, saying goodbye and then Helen hugged me goodbye. I gave the guys a hug, telling them to get along. They grinned cheekily but agreed. I turned and smiled at my family as I boarded.

The next few hours on the plane were spent reading or going over designs and sleep. Soon enough, the pilot was making the announcement that we'd be landing in New York in ten minutes. I couldn't help but smile as the image of sea-green eyes, dark hair, and a lopsided grin formed in my mind. Percy.

When I stepped off the plane I found my luggage and walked outside. I immediately found my greeter. The camp security guard, Argus, stood at the curb in front of a white delivery van with the words DELPHI STRAWBERRY SERVICE. Subtle. He held a sign with my name on it. I headed over to the van and waved at him and he smiled back as he came to load my things into the back.

I hopped into the van and noticed a few other returning campers as well as year-rounders like Katie Gardner. She grinned when she saw me.

"Hey, Annabeth! How've you been?"

I sat beside her. "Good. The family's been nice. What about you? The Stolls still giving you a hard time?"

Katie's face scrunched up into a frown. "Yes," she grumbled. "As if that stupid chocolate bunny prank wasn't funny,"—air quotes around 'funny'—"enough, they decide to go all out and stuck chickens up there with painted egg bombs! Seriously! Eggs that explode a delightful mixture of yoke and food dye!"

I did my best not to laugh at the daughter of Demeter's rant, but it was kind of funny. Though I knew I'd be having a serious talk with Travis and Connor later. The long ride to camp was spent with catching up with Katie and getting to know some of the other campers sharing the van.

Soon enough I spotted the familiar hill with the ever-famous Thalia's Pine tree that watched from the peak. I smiled sadly; I hadn't seen Thalia in a while since she'd been out with the Hunters. The daughter of Zeus and current lieutenant of Artemis was off leading the hunt across America killing monsters and finding new recruits after losing a lot during the Battle of Manhattan.

Katie and I made our way up the hill and past the borders. I instantly smiled as the familiar scent of strawberries in summer filled my nose and my eyes caught the glint of sunlight reflected off the Canoe Lake. Smoke rose from the hearth in the centre of the cabin area which was now an almost complete circle. Things were coming along nicely.

I said goodbye to Katie who had to leave after one of her sisters came running up angrier than Hades over what I could only assume to be another Stoll prank. Argus and I were halfway to the commons when I heard the shrieked "Stoll" and saw two figures getting chased across camp by a very angry Katie.

I shook my head and continued towards my cabin. I thanked Argus then opened the door to be greeted by the sight of my half-brother, Malcom. He was reading a book in one hand while he typed something on a computer with the other. Diagrams were spread out in front of him on his bed. I chuckled and cleared my throat.

He looked up, startled and then exclaimed, "Annabeth!" Promptly giving me a brotherly bear hug. "Hey little sis. How've you been?"

I pulled back. "Good, Malcom. Yourself?"

"Oh, you know, busy rebuilding; following your designs to a tee," He nudged my shoulder.

"Excellent to hear!" I laughed while bringing in and unpacking my bags. Behind my Malcom shuffled around. I looked over my shoulder at him. He was frowning slightly like he was thinking of something. "What?" I asked.

He sighed, then got this sly look on his face. "Percy was looking for you. He's really excited to see you."

My face burned as I looked away. "You don't say. Well, I suppose I'll be paying a visit to the Poseidon cabin."

Malcom guffawed from his bed. "He's totally whipped!"

I tried to look sternly at my brother. "He is not!" I defended, but in truth I was glad Malcom approved of Percy. I knew before we were dating he liked him enough but now he seemed to be really good friends with Percy and supportive as older brothers should around their sisters' boyfriends.

I tucked my Yankees cap into my trunk, changed into a CHB tee then strapped my knife around my waist. I double checked everything was in order before leaving, promising Mal I'd be back later.

I crossed the commons to cabin three and grinned giddily before knocking on the door. I suppressed a chuckle as I heard a loud thump from inside the cabin followed by a groan and a muffled "coming, hold on". A second later the door swung open and there stood my amazing boyfriend in all his bed-wrangled glory. He was wearing a rumpled grey T-shirt and basketball shorts and socks. His forever messy black hair was poking out in every direction and his beautiful green eyes were foggy with sleep. He couldn't have looked hotter if he tried.

"Hey, Seaweed Brain," I leaned up on tiptoe to peck his cheek. His eyes widened and lit up happily.

"Wise Girl!" His arms wrapped around me in a warm, welcoming hug that only Percy could give. He smelled like the ocean as usual. "I missed you," he whispered, playing with my curls. I ran my fingers through his rebellious locks.

"I missed you too, Percy," I took his hand as we walked back into his cabin. He quickly changed before we headed back out again. We walked to the Big House where Chiron sat at the round table playing Pinochle with Mr. D and invisible servants of some kind.

"Annabeth," the old trainer smiled as we approached. He was really a centaur whom I'd known since I was seven years old. He was like a second father to me and I loved him a lot. "It's good to see you back my dear. I trust your stay with your family went well?"

I nodded. "Yeah, everything is going much smoother. No more fights." Percy squeezed my hand encouragingly and I smiled at him.

"Excellent," Chiron said laying down a winning hand. Mr. D sighed then turned his bloodshot gaze on us.

"Yes, well, it seems that I'm supposed to welcome you back blah, blah, blah, I'm so very glad you're not dead and I apparently hope you have an enjoyable time at camp, Miss Annabelle."

Perce and I rolled our eyes, but I thanked Mr. D anyway. Chiron looked apologetically at us and said, "What Mr. D is trying to say is, it's good to see you again."

"Sure, let's go with that." Mr. D said shuffling the cards while sipping a Diet Coke.

"And," Chiron continued, "we will be having a Council Meeting to discuss the plans for this summer. I'll see you all this afternoon and we can talk then. Right now, I have an archery class to go teach." With that he pulled himself from his wheelchair until he stood on all four horse legs. An bow and quiver strapped to his back.

"Oh, yeah," Percy said. "I think that's my class. Would you mind if I skipped today's lesson?" Percy looked at Chiron hopefully. It was a known fact that Percy, well, for lack of a better word, stunk at archery.

Chiron shifted from hoof to hoof. He sighed, shaking his head. "No, Percy, I believe in practice makes perfect. And you are getting better even if you did almost hit that nymph."

Percy pointed a finger and said, "In my defense, she shouldn't have been walking near the archery range."

"She was twenty feet behind you," the centaur replied, "and you almost took her head off."

"I still think she was over exaggerating. That arrow was a good two feet above her head."

"Yes, well, I think your idea of two feet is very different from hers. Nevertheless, I will see you down there."

Percy sighed but agreed. He kissed me goodbye and headed off towards the range with Chiron. I noticed Mr. D had disappeared leaving me alone. I decided to go find some of my friends or Jake Mason to talk designs when I heard an amused, maniacal laugh followed by and angry shout. I looked to see Travis and Connor Stoll come racing toward me, Katie Gardner hot on their heels.

I rolled my eyes. I didn't understand why Travis didn't just flirt the normal way, but instead angered the girl he so obviously liked to no end. I swore on the Styx he had a death wish.

The eldest Stoll saw me and made a mad dash for my direction. "For Olympus' sake! Annabeth, help! She's as crazy as her mother!"

Thunder rumbled across the clear sky. Travis looked up exasperated. "Well I'm sorry, but for your sake, who eats cereal three square meals a day?!" Again thunder rumbled.

"Fine! Annabeth, for the gods' sake, help us!" Connor yelled.

I folded my arms as they neared. They dove behind me as Katie stormed up red-faced, panting and a murderous look in her green eyes. Oh this ought to be good. What did the sons of Hermes do this time?

Hi! So sorry I haven't posted in a while. I hope you all like this chapter. I tried to keep all the characters in character as much as possible. I haven't decided really who's POV I'm going to stick with the most. I wanted this to be a Bobby/Matthew/Stoll centric story. So now I'm also wondering if you guys want this to have a specific pairing. I got a review asking for one, and I was thinking a Tratie story with hints of Percabeth. Tell me what guys think. Also, I'd like to say thank you BffswBooks for correcting me on the maturity of Bobby and Matthew. I said they were 12 yet they didn't really act it in the first chapter so I'm going to try to make them act their age from here on out.

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Thanks for reviewing guys, means a lot. And, yes, ilovebooks24, that's exactly what happens and I'm definitely considering a Tratie fic for the pairing, but I want your guys thoughts and options. The more reviews, the faster I can update. The fun is about to start!

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