A/N This is just a little tiny chapter to tide you over until tomorrow when I'll have access to my copy of MoA to write a full blown chapter to make up for this tiny crappy one. Tomorrow! I promise!
Percy POV
"LEO!" One thing's for sure, I do not want to be on Annabeth's bad side. Poor Leo looked like he was about to wet his pants.
Not that I wasn't mad at him too. I mean he blasted my camp, we can't just let him off the hook.
"It wasn't my fault! It was like, I saw what I was doing, but I couldn't stop it!" What a load of schist. Although Annabeth was looking like she believed it. Her eyes got wide, and she brushed some of her soft, golden hair behind her ear. She started gnawing on her perfect lips...
Whoa, snap out of it.
"Just get us sailing," She said commanded him, "I'm going to go check on Jason and Piper." She turned to me, "Coach Hedge will show you three your rooms."
"Who's..." Suddenly a stout, chubby little faun came up from the lower decks shouting "DIE!"
"That's, Coach Hedge." Annabeth smirked, "Have fun!"
The old goat wasn't that bad I guess. Although the lecture on not sneaking into each other's rooms was pretty awkward. Plus he kept swinging that bat at me...
"Now listen up, Jackson! I know you and Miss Chase have got something going on, but that doesn't mean you two can violate any rules!" He huffed. And cue the blush.
"We don't... I mean we're not... Annabeth isn't..." He just rolled his eyes.
"Still have the amnesia, I see. No matter, just NO FUNNY BUSINESS!" And with that awkwardness in the air, he left me and Frank in the hallway (Hazel had already gone to her room).
"Well then..."
"Uh..."
"See you at dinner!" And the two of us went out separate ways without going through the awkward conversation. That was one of the nice things about Frank; he didn't like awkwardness either.
During dinner, I stared sadly at the screens Leo had installed in the dining room. They were live video feeds of Camp Half-Blood. As I stared at the screens, I felt a warm and tingly feeling go through me. I knew this place, and I loved it. I just wish I could remember...
Annabeth was staring at me again. What was it with her? One second she's hugging me, then she hits me, then she ignores me, then we have a heart-to-heart conversation, and then she ignores me again. I'm getting mixed signals here! Ugh, girls...
