Disclaimer: I do not own PJO. Okay? Good. He he! :P I also want to thank LoveAnUnfortunateSoul, my inspiration for this WHOLE thing. You. Are. AWESOME! XD

Also, I would like to thank the people who gave me BRILLIANT T-shirt slogans!

Oh, by the way, the first part is in Maria's point of view. And the rule of all campers need to be determined by 13 doesn't apply here.

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The Summer Begins

Maria's P.O.V – My Ultimate Doom

I opened my eyes. I was lying on my bed, in my cabin (for now I was staying at the spare cabin, cause the other un-determined cabins were full) at camp. It was my second year here, and I'd made so many friends last summer, and now I was gonna see them again. I had arrived late last night, so they were all in bed. Boy, I'm gonna give them a shock... I thought, grinning...

KNOCK KNOCK!

'ARGHH!' I screamed mentally. I got up, ran across the room and stood in front of the door all in the space of two seconds. Then, I looked at myself in the mirror. Forget Medusa, my messy hair and giant neon yellow 'I love NERDS' top was enough to turn anyone to stone!

"One sec!" I called while rushing to my suitcase that I'd left lying on the floor last night. I quickly rushed through the contents, chose a long blue t-shirt with a haiku written on it, much to Apollo's delight, which I proudly wore to my first trip to Olympus:

Haikus are easy.
But sometimes they don't make sense
Refrigerator

Next some pale blue skinny jeans, and classic black converses, that had seen better days. I ran to the door and wrenched it open to reveal two of my best friends, Noah Jacob and Wendy Marie McAllistor. I gave a high pitched squeal (which I don't do often), and charged them, hugging them as tight as possible.

"Whoa, Maria!" Noah chuckled, "I think she missed us!"

"You think so?" Wendy replied, laughing.

"Hi!" I said breathlessly, letting go of them. "When did you get here?"

"Couple of days ago." Wendy answered, "Allison was here a week ago, Shelby and Daliah should be here in a couple of hours."

"Yeah, Allison saved us a table in the Mess Hall, you'd better hurry!" Noah said. I suddenly noticed how much they'd changed. Noah had grown nearly, what, two foot since I last saw him? I barely reached his shoulders. Wendy on the other hand, hadn't grown at all, but her brown hair had grown and was now to her elbows instead of her shoulders.

"Better not keep Squishy waiting then!" I laughed, Allison's nickname is Squishy. Don't ask. We ran together (by running I mean Wendy and me running and Noah jogging very slowly) towards the Mess Hall and slid into our seats next to Allison.

"You've dyed you're hair!" I gasped, admiring her blue locks. "That's AWESOME!"

"Glad you like it! And my tee shirt?" She stood up and showed me her plain white t-shirt proudly displaying 'Do you like waffles?' in bold, black writing.

"You finally got it then!" I mused. "You've been waiting for that for ages!" Allison opened her mouth to say something, but was interrupted by Chiron, the camp's Activities Director.

"Hello everybody, it's nice to see all of you back here safely!" He nudged Dionysus the Camp Director.

"Hello you lot. Just to announce that, since the sudden rise of campers, a dance will be held at the Amphitheatre tonight, to help the newcomers feel at home. Yes, wonderful. Yippee." He said sarcastically. The campers burst into wild cheering and did so for a while before Chiron was able to calm them down.

"Yes, this shall happen every Saturday night, and a new theme will be decided between the cabin counsellors each week. But for tonight, it's 'The Olympians'. And Michael, Matt, Jason and Dustin. That means no dressing up as goddesses, or irritating the gods by exaggerating, alright? I do NOT want a ditzy Athena, or a cowardly Ares, okay?" The four groaned, and the rest of their table sniggered loudly.

After breakfast, my friends and I stayed at the table for a while, chatting, when suddenly, the Aphrodite cabin appeared, giggling hysterically. In front was Hannah Westlein, one of the only girls from that cabin I knew well. She had long, chocolate brown hair, and almond coloured eyes.

"So Maria.... who are you going as? You know, to the dance?" she asked, to be rewarded with another wave of giggles.

"Uh, I don't know Hannah, me?"

"Yes, but you're not a goddess silly!" To that I rolled my eyes. "So you don't know what you'll be wearing?" Hannah asked, with one of those 'I'm-up-to-no-good' voices.

"No...." I replied cautiously, but too late did I realise that I'd just fallen into their trap. Ever since last summer, I've been on the top of Hannah's 'make-over' hit list, and that wasn't a place I wanted to be. At all.

"Okay then!" she giggled, and before I knew it, I was being hoisted off my chair and dragged away from my table.

"Whoa! Why do I need a make-over? What's wrong with how I look?" I asked, noticing the attention of all the camp was on us.

I suddenly heard Matt Hanagan whisper to his mates, "Oh, a toughie by Maria, how will the Aphroditettes respond?"

"There is NOTHING wrong with your looks; in fact, you could be mistaken for a child of Aphrodite!" Hannah replied calmly.

"A clever response by Hannah." Hanagan continued his commentary.

"Flattery will get you nowhere, Hannah." I said, raising an eyebrow.

"Okay then, how are you ever going to get a boyfriend?" Hannah questioned.

"I..... Well.....Um.... I DONT NEED A BOYFRIEND!" I shouted, blushing as red as one of Apollo's sacred cows.

"A not-so-calm reply by Maria-"

"SHUT UP MATT!" I was so angry I made his bottle of water explode in his face, much to the enjoyment of his mates.

"Come on Maria, it's only a laugh! Please!" Hannah pleaded, the other girls joining her.

I glared back. "Fine. How long will I be with you lot?"

"All day, I'm afraid. You might take a lot of work..." And with that, they continued dragging me out of the mess hall to my ultimate doom.

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Bad Dreams

Jackson Glover was standing in a school field, somewhere in the U.K. He didn't know how he knew this; he certainly hadn't been there before. The rain was clattering down, but most of the teens weren't bothered, and carried on doing whatever they were doing. On a hill, of to the side of the yard, a cluster of kids were playing spin the bottle, and one of their faces stood out the most, Maria Watts. She must have been around 12 years old, just before she came to camp. Obviously, she wasn't the most popular, and was having a hard time persuading her companions that she didn't want to do something, and as he walked closer, he realised they were making her do a dare.

"-Honestly guys, I don't like spin the bottle, I'll just watch." She insisted.

"No, seriously, just go round the corner and we'll make up a dare for you!" a blond girl said.

"Yeah, come on Maria!" a tall boy said. He smiled at her and patted her back. "I'll make sure they don't do anything too bad!" Maria's frown was instantly replaced with an ear-splitting grin. Jackson rolled his eyes, well, she deffo has a crush on him...

Maria jogged further up the hill, and around the corner. The others made a circle, and started planning. Suddenly, a very loud banging came from nowhere, and Jackson Glover woke up, slammed his head on the bunk above him and fell off the bed. Before doing anything, a thought came up in his head.

Weird dream.... Why was this weird? Because Jackson only ever had important dreams, and this didn't seem important. Why did Jackson have important dreams? Because he was the son of Morpheus, god of dreams. This sucked, because he often had dreams that were worse than your average demigod dream...

Jackson shook his head, and went to answer the door. He has fallen asleep in his clothes last night, so that wasn't a problem. His hair, on the other hand, was sticking all over the place. He quickly pushed it down, and after he opened the door, he was glad he did. Kayla McKay, one of the most popular girls in camp, was standing in the doorway. His heart did a small flop as he looked over her gorgeous red hair and blue eyes. They did know each other quite well and sometimes hung out, but they weren't best friends.

"HEY! Can I come in?" she asked cheerfully

"Yeah, sure..." Jackson replied

"Cool room! Wow, you have an iHome! Awesome!"

"I guess," he said, running his hands through his hair. "Not to be rude or anything, what are you doing in my room exactly?"

"Oh yeah, your mates say hurry up, you're late for breakfast..." she giggled. Cute laugh..... Jackson thought.

"Okay..." He quickly checked in the mirror again, and then followed Kayla out of the door.

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The Bad Boy

Angel Ryner, Scarlett Right and Noii Mizuki were best friends, they had all been delivered at Camp Half-Blood when they were babies and had been friends ever since. After breakfast, they met up in the arena. Noii was by far the best sword fighter out of the three but the others were close behind. While practising two-on-one (Angel and Scarlett vs. Noii) a handsome blond boy walked into the arena, his piercing blue eyes watching the three girls with a small smile.

"Gotcha!" Noii shouted, holding them at knife point, "Try and escape from me now!"

"Okay! You win!" Scarlett laughed.

"Yeah! But I can't say the same thing for next time..." Angel agreed. The three girls turned their heads to the entrance of the arena where the boy was clapping.

"Very well done! Now, that, was entertaining!" He walked over and held his out to Scarlett, "Hi, I'm Crookwell. Eric Crookwell."

Scarlett giggled and shook hands with him; "Hey, I'm Scarlett"

"Oh, like the beautiful young lady from 'Cludo'?" Behind Eric, Noii was pretending to be sick.

"I'm Angel!" Angel said, pushing a blushing Scarlett away so she could shake hands with the handsome stranger.

"Nice to meet you Angel," He turned to gaze at Noii, who abruptly stopped 'barfing' and held out her hand.

"Noii. So, what brings you here Eric?" Noii frowned as she said this.

"Just observing the local talent, Noii." He turned to wink at Scarlett and Angel, and then rubbed his hands together. "Anyway, best be going! Don't want to interrupt your training." He started to walk off before turning and saying; "By the way Scarlett, have you got a date for the dance tonight?"

Before she had a chance to answer, Eric turned and jogged out of the arena. All three girls stood for a while in complete silence, before Noii said:

"What just happened?"

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So, what did you think? First fanfic for me that I'm actually putting some effort into! I've put up a poll on my profile!

'Which goddess should Maria go as to the dance?'

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