So, how am I doing? I think I have a good sighting of where this is going to go. Tell me how you feel about Marisa and Nico?

-MirabellaI

Percy.

"Well good morning." I said walking over to Annabeth and kissing her neck.

"Hmm, hi there." She spun around and kissed me. I pulled away and put my arm around her.

"So what ya' got there?" I asked.

"Just some ancient scrolls I was looking over to get a hint of why Marisa's here." I nodded my head. Annabeth always kept scrolls in her room, I never understood why she had to have them in there. But it wasn't really my place to complain.

"Find anything special at all?" I asked hoping for a good answer. She shook her head.

"Not even close."

"Orical?"

"Nope not a clue." I pursed my lips to the side.

"It makes no sense, she just showed up in New York from California, to mount olympus, on the solstice, with no monster attacks? Its impossible." Annabeth looked back at the scrolls on the table.

"I don't know Percy, I seriously have no idea."

"Stop IT!" I heard

"Im gonna tickle you if you don't stop running!"

"Im not gonna give in!" Annabeth and I turned around to the window to see Nico chasing Marisa with his hands stretched out. I looked at Annabeth.

"Whats up with those two?"

"Ya, she hated him yesterday and now there like this. What the hell changed?" I shrugged and watched them play. Nico grabbed Marisa, picked her up in his arms and threw her in the lake.

"Oh, my god!" She said getting out of the lake as Nico chuckled around her. She was soaking wet.

"You are so dead!" She said shaking her straight hair dry, well attempting. Her black tee-shirt clung to her body showing her figure. I knew Nico liked it. She was obviously curvy, very, curvy.

"Hahaha! If you can catch me sweetie." She went off chasing Nico. I shook my head at them.

"Huh, teenagers." I said. Annabeth smirked.

"You still are one you know." she laughed. I gave her a sly grin.

"Ya but I'm more mature, and I have more "experience". I nodded my head. She arched a brow.

"You and experience? Where? From your mom?" I playfully rolled my eyes and kissed her on her cheek.

"We could try a three some if you'd like." I said. She hit my arm.

"Kidding kidding." I said backing away.

She looked back at me and smiled. I looked at her. Annabeth looked so beautiful sometimes. Not that she usually wasn't, but right now the warm sun hovered over her neat blond curls, her gray eyes were full of light and her skin was glowing.

"Annabeth, your so pretty." She shook her head. I knew from personal experience that she wasn't used to complements. I sighed.

"You know i don't like liars." I threw my arms around her.

"Annabeth."

"Yeah?" I put buried my face in the hair on her neck.

"Shut up." She smacked me a offended look.

"Your beautiful and don't let anyone tell you differently." She blushed. She smacked my arm again.

"Ok, what was that?"

"That was for being an amazing boyfriend that i don't deserve," she said looking up at me.

"Wait so i get smacked for being awesome?"

"Yep." I sighed. What did i do with ought her?

Marisa

"Ahhhh! NICO DI ANGELO I SWARE ON MY LIFE-"

"What you gonna do? Make out with me again?" He smirked.

"You messed up my hair. Your going to hell." I said calmly.

"Ha. Been there and back." He said mockingly. I trailed my eyes to the grass. Being the son of the underworld must have been pretty hard. Im surprised that he's not all gloomy and mad. He wasnt like that at all. He was funny, good looking, fit,and sweet. And a total flirt. Now even though it was very very annoying, I kinda liked it. And lets get one thing straight, I hate guys like that. The stupid flirts that just want attention, those guys pissed me off so fucking much that me and my friends would make plans for them to go to foreign countries and "forget" them there on "accident". I liked to send them to mexico to sell gum.

"Stop that." Nico said. I sapped back to him.

"Stop what?"

"That, you know you don't have to feel bad for me." He said in an annoyed tone and shoved his hands in his pockets, looking away from me. I knit my eye brows.

"Nico," I walked a little closer to him and put my hand on his shoulder and looked up at his eyes.

"I don't feel sorry for you. I just think that it must have been hard to be, you know."

"What? The son of the devil?" He said gloomily. There it was, I could seance that he was so sad inside. "Its been worse babe." He said coldly.

"Stop it." I said putting the palm of my hand on his cheek, I smiled. "Don't make me hug you." I whispered.

"What?" He asked. I smiled and lunged my wet body into his dry one.

"Ack!" He said jumping away. I pointed at him.

"Hahaha! Thats why you listen to a girl when she speaks." He narrowed his eyes at me.

"You see this" he said pointing to his jacket. "This is leather," and walked away. He didn't actually care. Right?

...

Nico ignored me the rest of the day., so Percy showed me around camp.

"So ya, this is my cabin." He said pointing to it. I scanned it. Cabin 3 looked like a fucking Boat house. It was shaped like a house, but looked like it should have been a teal colored boat.

"You wanna see inside." I wanted to say no, not really. But i refrained and shrugged.

"Yea, sure." I walked inside.

"You want the grand tour?" He smirked. I sighed and just followed him inside. My eyes widened,

"What the hell?" I yelled at Percy.

"Not what you were expecting was it?"

"Um hell ya!" The cabin had about 400 rooms. It had black and blue marble floors with a huge trident in the middle. The walls were painted like the ocean. It was the most beautiful thing i had ever seen.

"Damn." I said. Percy gave me a knowing grin.

"And you're the only one that lives here?" I asked. He nodded his head.

"Yeah, we'll sort of. Sometimes my Cyclops brother, Tyson, comes and stays here for a while." I blinked.

"So there are Cyclopes to now?" He chuckled.

"Better get used to shi-" he cut himself off "stuff like that." I gave him a weird look.

"Dude, you can say shit. I say stuff like that all the fucking time." He blinked.

"What? Im not 6 I can handle bad words." I said putting air quotes with my fingers over bad words. He still looked at me funny.

"Stop that! Im almost 15 i can say what ever the hell i want! Ugh you 18 year olds always think that you're so cool and the younger kids are stupid." I rolled my eyes. And put my hand out in a stop sign. " ." I turned around and walked out the door. I wasn't going to just stand there while he starred at me. I shook my head as i walked onto the grass. I looked over to Nicos cabin.

"Would he be there?" I asked my self. "No I, I shouldn't bother him," i thought turning to my cabin. I looked back at his,

"We'll cabin 13 isn't that far from cabin 12." I kept thinking. So i walked over to his cabin, and started to knock on the door. Well think about knocking.

Nico

Sometimes I really couldn't believe it. That I had actually had to deal with something as stupid as being the son of the devil. Sure dad wasn't so bad, but I guess the gloom was. Even around my friends sometimes I wouldn't laugh, I wouldn't be myself. I would be sad, loner, gloomy, Nico Di Angelo. It was all so different before I knew about my dad. I was happy and was actually good with people. Besides my friends, I barely talked to people. I mostly talked to, well dead people in the underworld. Ya, full life I know. But mostly I couldn't believe Marisa would feel bad for me. I hated when people felt bad for me. And the problem was that I had these strange feelings for Marissa. It's not like the other times i flirted with girls... She's just... Different. I know i like her but... After today I don't know if she really likes me, if she feels bad for me... I can't trust her. What if she just kissed me because she felt like I would be happy, if she did then, what would I do? What we have would be fake? Am I being fake? I usually don't act like i do around her. I heard a knock on the door. I walked to the door handle and stopped. I heard the knock again, and frowned.

"I don't want to talk to anyone right now." I thought, i walked over to my bunk bed, flopped on the bottom and thought about how sorry I feel for my self until i finally

Marisa

Well now I'm just fucking mad. I took the time to pretty my self up for Nico and he's not even there?! I looked in the mirror and rolled my eyes at my reflection. Before I tried to talk to Nico I had "borrowed some stuff from the Aphrodite cabin. I well "took" a dark blue jean skirt and a red V-neck. Ok, yea. I didn't do that much, but it was pretty damn amazing when I actually wore something that hugged my figure and showed more skin than my arms. I Usually just wore white, and black, so this was way and I mean way out of my comfort zone. It's the effects of having no boyfriend in 14 almost 15 years.

"Ugh! Ok that's it!" I said. "I am not gonna sit hear and sulk! Im gonna go do something productive." I said walking out the door.

One hour later...

"AHHHH, my life sucks... Ahhh..." I said crying back in my room. Believe it or not but I SWARE, I don't do this. Like ever. I miss my parents, my sisters, oh gosh and my friends. All I want to do is talk to them. But I couldn't, not after, well, finding out I'm not fully human. And now that I think about it, what if my parents aren't even my real parents. No, no way. Im not, I cant be. I can't be...

So obviously, we know what Marisa is going to say but Im keeping it like this! Lol, rate and review. I know its short and not the best, but it will get better i promise!