I should explain the start of last chapter. Grover thought Joseph was a son of Poseidon at first, but it turned out he was a son of Hephaestes. Sorry if I confused you with that. ENJOY!

I woke up and turned to see that Annabeth was still asleep. I just watched her for a couple of minutes. She is so beautiful. When her eyes fluttered open, what I wanted to say was 'Good morning, sleeping beauty.' or something clever like that. Instead I got...

"Uhh..."

"Uhh.." She replied. She is so cute!

"Do you want to get up or...?"

"No, I don't." I could have stayed there forever. But...

"Guys! Capture the Fl-" It was Alex and he looked weirded out. Then he just started laughing.

"Travis, Connor, Annabeth's with the Hephaestes kid." The name 'The Hepaestes kid' didn't suite me. I turned to Annabeth.

"Well, he's right."

"Oh, shut up...Hot-head. We're not really dating." She got up and looked at Alex. "Guess this is my punishment for flipping you."

"Huh? Oh, yeah. Guess so."

"Dude, you got flipped by a girl?" Asked Travis.

"No!" Said Alex.

"Yes." Annabeth said.

"Weak." Connor said.

"What's that suppose to mean?" Annabeth asked.

"He means he got his butt kicked by-"

"By me."

"Right. So, he's weak."

"I'm gonna kill you." Alex said to the both of them.

"Try it! Oof!" They got the flat of his sword to their stomach.

"GET OUT!" I said as things were getting a little too crowded.

"Alright, alright."

"Not you Annabeth." I said in a more calm voice.

"Okay, why not."

"Let's go do something around camp, shall we?"

"We shall." I could do everything but stop myself as I leaned forward. She must have seen what I was doing as she move forward as well. We were so close but...

"Joseph?"

It was Allison. How did she get in camp borders? Of course...Stoll twins.

"Allison." I said flatly.

"Joseph, who is this?" Annabeth asked.

"Allison Smith. Nice to meet you."

"She's a stalker who followed me here from Missouri. Why did you come here?"

"Cause you're my boyfriend."

"Boyfriend?" Annabeth asked. She sounded hurt.

"No, I said she was a stalker. She only thinks we're dating."

"Um, I heard you."

"You were suppose to. Go away, I don't want to ever see you again."

"Joseph!" She said as though it was offensive to her, even though I said it a billion times.

"Go away. I already like someone."

"Let me guess, it's the dumb blonde. Well," She slapped Annabeth."you aren't going to get him. Not in a million years!"

Annabeth's eyes were filled with fury as she couldn't get her knife out. Her eyes grew more furious when she realized she left her knife in her cabin. Then, her eyes softened and she looked like she was on the brink of tears.

"Hey!" I grabbed Allison's arm. "You don't hit Annabeth!" I pulled out a blue pen that Alex had given me yesterday. It was a thick, Pilot Renagade pen. It was a fountain pen and when I clicked it, it turned into a two foot long sword by the name of Anduril, or in English, The Athens Arrow.

"Get. Out. Now."

"But-"

"NOW!" With that I used the left side of Anduril (which was celestial bronze) to make a stbbing motion at her left side. She ran away, even though the blade wouldn't have hurt her, and I turned to Annabeth. She was on the brink of crying, but she looked at me in amazement.

"What?"

"Any other girls I should know about?"

"Well, half of Aphrodite cabin got jealous because I thought you were more beautiful than Silena,"

"You what?"

"Nothing. So, they might come up and about."

"Anything else?"

"There was this one girl when I was like seven, but she probably doesn't remember me. The one thing I do remember about her though, is her eyes."

"Are you going to talk about her, or are we going to kiss?"

"Oh, so you want to."

"Maybe..."

"Hey, brainiac. Hey, earth to Annabeth!"

"Huh?"

"You said we should kiss?"

"Oh, right." She leaned forward, as did I, and we finally touched(Okay, if you don't want read about serious fluff with OOC Annabeth in it, skip down until you see a line with only () and some words in between)

I could have stayed there forever. Out of instinct, I wrapped my arms around her waist, picked her up, and carried her to the bed. She was laughing as I took her over to the bed. We went from meeting, to hugging, to dinner, to a soft kiss, and now a deeper kiss all in twenty-four hours. And as everything else went fast, a deep kiss became a make-out scene. Finally, I woke up with something warm against my chest. I didn't mind this thing, and when I found out it was Annabeth, I minded less. She sighed in her sleep, ajusted herself, and smiled. If Annabeth's smile while she's asleep could kill, I'd ready be in the Party Isles by now. Ya know, the ones ya have to live purely three times to get into. I couldn't stand it. My instincts took over. I kissed her on the lips, on the cheek, and all the way down her neck before she woke up.

"What are ya doin'?" She asked softly.

"Uhh..." Again, was all I could say.

"I didn't say I wanted you to stop." She said sweetly, almost seductively. So, I continued on. I almost slipped off the bed, but caught myself and we just laughed.

"As I said earlier, why don't we go do something"

"Sure."

() and some words in between.

We sat there on the bench in the middle of Camp Half-Blood. Annabeth was laughing in the most adorable way possible. I was telling a hysterical story apparently.

"...so he drinks the toilet water and spits it out all over Nathan. Which ended the breif life of Gorrila Man."

"That. Is. The most awful thing I have ever heard done to somebody. Hilarious!"

"Really?" I asked in an intrigued tone.

"Mmmhmm." She said, or more hummed, innocently. I leaned forward to kiss her, but she leaned back. "Uh, not in public, hot-head."

"Oh, right. I just can't help it." By this time, she was out of the little night gown, which I was half disappointed and half relieved, and in her orange Camp Half-Blood t-shirt and a knee high, white skirt. People walked by staring. Maybe it was were they thought me and Annabeth were together, which we weren't, yet. Or maybe it was because that's what they always did when they saw Annabeth. Maybe they were wondering why she was hanging out with a new guy. Maybe it was because they had never seen Annabeth in a skirt. Who knows? All I know is, things could get better for me. If only I knew how wrong I really was.

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