Author's Note: Hey guys! Sorry I haven't been posting much in a while, but here I am again. I had no idea that my story would be such a big hit, so here's the next chapter! Thanks for reviewing and taking time out of your day to do so. Love you readers out there!

Recap:

I woke up feeling sick. I opened my eyes slowly as light poured into my empty cabin.

"Knock! Knock!" Someone was at my door.

"Come in!" I called, then rubbed the sleep out of my eyes.

It was Chiron. "Good morning, Alexa. We let you sleep in since it was your first night at camp."

I yawned and stretched my arms. "Good morning to you too."

"You're going to have to start training today," Chiron said, then left my cabin.

Training? Oh boy, this'll be fun. Can't wait to shoot some suckers, eh? I'll probably end up hurting myself instead.

I got off my lazy ass and dragged myself to the bathroom. I did the normal stuff people did in the morning. Once I came back to the main room where my bed was, I saw a T-shirt that said, Camp Half-Blood on it.

Super, this'll make me fit in! Yeah, and pigs fly.

I ignored the fact that I hate the color orange and slipped on the shirt. I dug into the stuff I brought and took out a pair of ripped jeans. I made them myself. I got the jeans at a thrift store and had a bunch of people start writing on it with different color pens and sharpies. It actually looked pretty awesome. I also called them my "good luck pants" because it always seemed to help me out.

I took a look at myself and decided to put my hair up. It was pretty hot out and I don't feel like getting sweat stains on my first day of training.

After that, I walked out of my cabin and everyone stopped what they were doing to look at me.

"Hey guys! Stare at me again like I'm delusional I'll make you delusional." My smile was obviously fake along with my enthusiasm. All the half-bloods immediately looked away and continued what they were doing.

"Well done," a voice behind me complimented. I turned around. Well, look who it is! Mr. I-Can-Hit-Stuff-With-Waves. "I wish I could've had the guts to say that on my first day here."

"Ha, why didn't you, Fishboy?" I questioned, then started walking towards the eating sanctuary.

"Well, for one thing. I wasn't a tough-guy," Percy said, then sticking his tough at me. "Plus, I'm not a girl. If I were, I would've saved a lot of time not getting beaten up."

Percy was supposedly my "guide" today but all he did was criticize me when I had a sword in my hand. "You're not holding your sword right," "Here, lemme show you the right way to stab a dummy," "That was a cheap shot, aim for the meaty spot at the ribs," and all the other shit he could think of. By the time we were done, I was dripping with sweat.

"Work on it," Percy motioned his head towards the sword in my hand. "you'll need it to defend your ass in battle."

He walked away.

Woah, bi-polar much?

Chiron galloped over and smiled. "Hello there. It's time for archery!"

I felt panicked. What if I hit someone? What if I hit Percy? I'd actually like that. Freaking asshole wouldn't shut up when I tried slicing the dummy in half. If only he was the dummy.

"Now?" I complained, and placed my sword on the ground. "Percy literally killed me today with those sword lessons he screams at me."

"Yes, now! Let's go." Chiron gave me a nod and ran toward the archery arena.

Joy, let's see me fail…again.

End of Recap

I walked out to the archery ring. There were seven dummies in a row, a couple of arrows still stuck in their bodies.

"Here's your bow, it's for noobs." Percy handed me a bow that everyone else had in their hands. "Today is noob-training day, and looks like I'm stuck helping you."

Percy stepped forward and placed an arrow on the string and then the tip of the bow. He positioned his feet and then aimed at the dummy's heart which had a red X painted on there.

"WOOSH!" the arrow only shot the right hand corner of the X.

I gave Percy an I-don't-care-go-screw-yourself look and then snatched up my bow and arrow. I did the same setup he did and then shot.

"WHOOSH!" Perfect hit, right in the middle of the X.

"…and you can take that to the bank, Jackson." I walked away, shoving my bow into his chest. He just pisses me off, yanno?

"Was that you who hit the perfect shot?" Annabeth grabbed my arm and her eyes were wide eyed.

"Yes?" I answered as other fellow Half-bloods gathered 'round.

"My gods, you are fantastic!" someone shouted from the crowd.

"Well obviously, she's Artemis' daughter!" Annabeth shouted back.

The bell rang.

"I'm feeling quite hungry, I'll see you fellow friends later." My fake, British accent caused some people to laugh. Others just stared at me like I was Jason from Friday the 13th.

I made my way away from the crowd and to the top of the hill where food was being served. I could smell the sweet vinegar linger in my nose and the hot feeling of barbeque. Tonight was going to be yummy, I could tell.

Later on, after I got my food, did the offerings to Mommy, and sat down at my empty table. Chiron was in his wheelchair and needed everyone's attention.

"SILENCE!" he shouted, stretching out his arms and palms out. "I have something very important to share with everyone. As you may know, every few centuries we have a Camp Half-Blood ball."

Everyone—all at once, started muttering. Lots of girls started blushing and looking at the boys they probably liked, other girls squealed with excitement in their blood. Boys started laughing, probably from sick minded comments of what Chiron's announcement was.

"Quiet down, ladies and gentlemen. Quiet down!" shouted Chiron. "This will be held… in Olympus. The gods and goddesses will be there to get to know their children.

More chitter-chatter. Everyone started getting louder with all their comments and amazement. I, for one, wasn't looking very forward to this. For several reasons, actually. I don't even want to talk to my mom, she killed my dad. Who does that now a days? I can understand a Brittany Spears sex-tape, with her sons and all that, but killing your partner? I'd rather have my mom make a sex-tape with my dad than kill his ass. I'm just saying.

"If you go, you must dress your best. Ladies, ball gowns would be acceptable. Gentlemen, tuxedos. For most of you crazed teenagers, this would be sort of… a prom, if you will. So, that means you may have a date"–Chiron paused to chuckle—"let's see if your parents approve."

Everyone suddenly dropped into conversations: what they were going to wear, who they were gonna ask out, what should they say to their parents, ect.

"The ball will be this weekend, Saturday night. Meet at the front gates and we will all go to the Empire State Building. It'll be like a mini-field trip before the real fun begins. That is all, you are dismissed," Chiron finished.

I could feel my stomach twist. A prom? You've got to be kidding me. I haven't dressed up before, and I don't think I'm ever going to plan to. I'm definitely not going!

Everyone got up from their seats and started making their way towards the cabins. I looked at Percy and sighed. He and Annabeth started walking together… holding hands. My heart sank. I gotta say, I did have a vibe that we felt something. But whatever, he's a little dick anyway.

I looked away and saw Grover. I heard he was half goat half guy. It's weird, he smiled at me and walked over. "Hey there."

I glanced behind my shoulder to see if he was talking to someone else. Nope, no one behind me. "Hi…"

"So the Prom, aye?" he sighed, then took a seat next to me. "Wanna go with me? It'd be fun."

I rolled my eyes and just stared at him. "Sorry, I'm flattered and all—but I've decided not to go. It's just not my thing."

"Oh," Grover's eyes looked disappointed, but then he faked a smile again. "Well, it's no problem. Maybe when you change your mind, we can still go together." He got up and started walking—uhm, galloping away.

Now I definitely don't want to go. If I do, I'll end up hurting Grover's feelings. I don't want that, I'm not like that. But if I don't go, what would happen? So I stay in my cabin and watch Saturday Night Live. Not a big deal, right?

Ugh, whatever. I'll sleep it off and see what happens in the morning. I stood up and started walking back to my cabin. The night sky shined with starts that seemed to stretch out forever. They twinkled like how Percy's eyes would twinkle when he laughed.

I sighed and made a face. I shouldn't like Poseidon's son, it's just wrong. He's not for me, he's got Athena's daughter. There wouldn't be a chance in the world that he'd like Artemis' accident-of-a-child.