Sorry about so many P.O.V.'s for James. I will do some more, I swear. But he's gonna be the main character of the story (technically) so for the most part it will be about him.
James' P.O.V.
"Frank couldn't come because he's busy at..." She glanced in our direction. "...camp," she finished. Why was this camp so mysterious?
We were all eating at lunch.
"Can we go to your camp sometime, Annabeth?" Mia asked.
"Um..." Annabeth bit her lip. "Look, it's not that I don't like you guys. You're my friends! But this camp is... different. It's for people with dyslexia and ADHD.
I gasped. "I have dyslexia and ADHD!"
Annabeth looked at me suspiciously. "Do you, by any chance, speak Greek?" she asked. "Or are you any good at it?"
That was a random question. "Well, my mom always tells me that my dad was very interested in Greek, but he left when I was really young."
Annabeth and all the newcomer's mouths practically dropped to the floor.
"Um... James, could you walk with me for a second?" Percy asked.
Ugh. The last thing I wanted to do was take a walk with my crush's boyfriend, but something weird was going on.
"Um... sure," I said.
We took off down the hall. As soon as we turned the corner, Percy pulled out a ballpoint pen.
"Okay, now, if you're who I think you are, then you'll be able to see this. If not, the Mist will shield it from you."
This Mist? What the heck?
Percy uncapped his pen, and I yelped.
It was a glowing sword! A glowing bronze sword!
"Now, what do you see?" Percy asked.
"A SWORD! HOW DID YOU DO THAT?!"
"Just as I suspected. Now, for the final test. Reach out, and touch the blade. Not that tip, just touch any point of the celestial bronze. If you're mortal, it will pass through you. If not, you're... not normal."
Now I was really thinking this guy was crazy. I had to warn Annabeth.
But nevertheless, I reached out and touched the sword. The bronze was cool to my touch.
"Yep. You're in for a surprise, my friend." Percy smiled. "A good surprise, but a big one, too."
I couldn't take it. This guy was crazy.
"ANNAAAAABEEETTH! YOU'RE BOYFRIEND IS CRAZY!"
Annabeth's P.O.V.
"ANNAAAAABEEETTH! YOU'RE BOYFRIEND IS CRAZY!"
I chuckled. Tell me something I don't know.
Suddenly, James came running down the hall.
"This guy belongs in an Asylum!" Once again, tell me something I don't know.
Percy came casually strolling down the hall.
"Um.. Percy?" Mia asked. "Why do you have a baseball bat in your hand?"
"Yeah," Billy said.
"Um... guys that's not a baseball bat. That's a sword," Brett said nervously.
"You too?" I asked. "Brett, go touch the... erm... sword."
Brett, hesitantly, walked up and reached his hand out. The sword touched his hand.
"Another demigod!" Hazel exclaimed.
"Whaaaat?" Mia asked.
"Um.. guys... Hazel said nervously. "We.. we should go." She pointed a finger at the doorway, where two enormous hellhounds were walking through the door.
"Of course!" I said. Once demigods begin to become aware of themselves, it was much easier for monsters to sniff them out. It just puzzled me. Seventeen years, and he was still alive?
Percy uncapped Riptide.
"Um.. guys. What the hell is that thing?" Brett asked, looking at the hellhounds.
"Annabeth! Get these two to Camp Jupiter! We can go from there!"
"I'm not leaving you side, Seaweed Brain."
"Why do you have to be so persistent?" Percy asked.
I drew my knife and we charged the hounds.
Brett's P.O.V.
I stared in awe as Percy and Annabeth fought the flaming fire-dogs. Percy with his pen/sword/baseball bat, Annabeth with her knife that I'd never seen before.
They fought as one. Side by side. It was amazing to watch.
What was all this? I found myself repeatedly pinching myself to check if it was dream. Nope, it was real life.
What were those things? What are demigods? Argh... this is so confusing.
The girl with cinnamon colored hair grabbed mine and James' hands.
"Come on," she said. "We've gotta get you out of here!"
I stared back at Percy and Annabeth one last time. There was only one monster left, and gold powdery substance where the other one was. I watched as Percy slashed with his sword downward across the face of the monster. It roared in pain, right before turning to golden dust.
Annabeth wiped sweat off of her forehead. She and Percy high fived each other, then ran off to find their other friends from this "camp."
-LINEBREAKER-
Thirty minutes later, we were crossing a bridge going over a river. I stared in awe at this place.
"What is this place?" James asked.
"This," Annabeth said, "is Camp Jupiter."
"Is this the camp you go to every summer?" I asked.
"No, that's Camp Half-Blood. We'll get there soon enough. But I have a question. Have either of you ever taken Latin or Greek?"
"Both actually," I said.
"Only Greek," James said.
"Did you excel at either of them?"
"Greek," we both said at the same time.
"Greek demigods," she said.
"Annabeth, what is this 'demigods' thing you keep talking about?"
Annabeth sighed. "Have you ever heard of the Greek gods?"
"Yes," James and I said.
"Well they're real..."
James' P.O.V.
Forty-five minutes later, were were in the dining pavillion at Camp Half-Blood. How you ask? Well, it turns out that that Nico kid could shadow-travel, which meant he could travel almost anywhere in a matter of seconds.
He passed out as soon as we got there but hey! At least we made it!
This place was the most amazing place I had ever seen. You just said what you wanted to drink and your goblet filled it up for you! There was sword fighting, a climbing wall, cabins to reflect your godly parent, capture the flag, chariot races, and tons of other things!
So that night, at the campfire, James and I got claimed.
We were singing songs when suddenly, a bright sun appeared over Brett's head. (A/N: I don't know what Apollo's claiming symbol is...) Everybody knelt down and bowed their heads in respect.
"All hail Brett Stafford, son of Apollo, the god of the sun, prophecy, music, and poetry!" Chiron, the activity director, said. Oh by the way he's a centaur.
A group of boys and girls, who looked similar to Brett, walked over and congratulated him.
Then everybody gasped at me. I looked up at my head. There was a large P.
Once again, everybody knelt down.
"All hail James Spearman, the son of Phthonus, the god of jealousy and envy! Um... Annabeth, come here!"
Annabeth appeared from the crowd. "Yes, Chiron?"
"I need you to take James and prepare blueprints for a new cabin. Let James tell you how to design it."
"Yes sir. Can I take Percy with me?"
"Sure." Crap. A chance for some alone time with Annabeth, and it's ruined by Percy.
We stalked off to the Big House to begin plans for my cabin.
-LINEBROKENALREADY-
"And the underground chambers should open to a big room. With a water slide!" I said.
"Um... aren't you thinking a bit overboard?" Annabeth asked.
"Well, yeah, my dad's the god of jealousy, right?"
"Right."
"Well I thought since he's literally jealousy itself, my cabin should make people feel jealous about it!"
"That's a great idea, dude," Percy said.
"Yeah," Annabeth said.
We sat in silence as Annabeth drew the finishing touches on a piece of notebook paper.
"Okay!" she said. "You are going to stay in the guest cabin until tomorrow, because we're going back to school."
"Wait, what? I'm not ready to leave this place!"
"The only reason Chiron is letting us stay here is because we brought new half-bloods. It's too late to stay here year-round," Percy explained.
"Oh..." I said.
"But don't worry. This summer we'll be back to stay. Then, you can elect to either stay here for the whole year or just for the summer," Annabeth said.
"Off we go!" Percy said in a British accent. We all linked arms and skipped off to the cabins.
-The Line Fixer Broke This Line-
As I sat in bed at night, I couldn't help but feel jealous at the sight of Annabeth and Percy together. Ironic, right? I wanted Annabeth as my own, and I was positive she would like me better.
Finally, I drifted off to sleep.
"Son," a voice said.
"Who are you?" I asked it.
"I am you father!"
"Oh yeah?!" I snapped back, suddenly angry. "Why do you choose now to come into my life! Everything was going fine until this demigod thing came up!"
It took a minute before he replied. He sighed. "Long story short, gods are not allowed to act directly with their children. We can visit, thanks to a boy named Percy, but before half-bloods become aware, we can have nothing to do with their lives."
I sighed. "Okay... sorry erm... dad... it's just this whole demigod thing is new to me."
"That's alright son, I come here with good news! You, being the first of my children, have inherited a great power."
"Great power?" I asked.
"Yes!"
"Okay..."
"You have the ability to make someone so jealous, you can bend them to your will."
I let that sink in. I thought immediately about all the people in my life who were jerks. All the bullies. Everyone.
"But wait- there's a catch. Two, actually. The first one is, such a powerful gift is a also a curse. That's all I will say about that."
"Okay..." I said slowly.
"The second catch is, you can only use it once in your life."
Once! Darnit!
"Okay... erm thanks... dad."
"Any time son. Now I must leave."
"Wait! How do I use this power?" I asked.
He chuckled. "When you wake up, you will know exactly how to use this power."
I woke up. It took me a minute, but I finally recalled the dream. It occurred to me that I did know how to use the power. It was just like second nature.
In an instant, I knew exactly how to use this gift. I would claim Annabeth as my own.
And I would do it during a little game I like to call, "Truth or Dare."