Author's Note (lol I'm an author now!):

To 101EmilyRox, Dragon211, and HappyAce88 thnx so much. And to gus, I may b stupid sometimes but I'm not a b word so just go away. Also, I wanna make Percy outa character cuz… well, I can't say or give away the surprise. Same goes for Percy and Clarissa dating. I didn't know why I did that at first, but cuz I felt like it wasn't an explanation so I changed my story a little bit. I appreciate reviews as long as u don't call me the b word (cough,cough, gus). Lata people. :D for those curious, Grover never, ever kisses Annabeth , and Percy thought he kissed Clarissa, but... that's all I can say.

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It was night time when Percy finally slumbered peacefully. It wouldn't last for long. From the fountain in the corner of his cabin, vibrant light burst through the room and the words, for direct

communication,please insert one drachma. Percy moaned and got out of bed. He lazily picked one off of his dresser and tossed it into the vapor. A girl appeared. A girl much prettier than Aphrodite

herself. Percy gasped and fell on his knees. The girl laughed as if she was used to people responding to her that way.

"Calypso?" He whispered. She seemed confused at first then smiled in recognition. She shook her head

"No silly, it's Helen. Helen of Troy? I'm here to invite you Perseus, and you're girlfriend," she squinted at her hand and he guessed she had it written there, "Clarissa? Hmm, I though you were with

Annabeth. Anyway, I'm here to formally invite you both to my 60th 16th birthday." She smiled a dazzling smile at him, as if knowing he wouldn't say no.

"60th 16th birthday? Wouldn't that make you...?" She cut him off.

"Shhhhhh! don't even say it. You'll know when to come, and don't say you won't come because we all know you will, right ladies?" A bunch of giggling chambermaids flooded in and said hi to him in

unison before scrambling off again. He searched for another drachma so he would have time to ask questions, and he heard a chambermaid whisper,

"He's cuter than the pictures, huh?" Helen nodded and not-so whispered back, "Way cuter, and he's smart too." Percy turned around blushing and Helen pretended to be embarrassed.

"Oops, I forgot he was there." She winked and the iris message flickered off. Percy slumped back onto his bed, wondering if there was any way to swear off girls all together. Maybe Thaila could pull

some strings and get him a meeting with Artemis... Once again he slept, this time falling into one of his worst nightmares...

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Grover, too was sleeping, but a hand woke him up.

"Grover." a voice said.

"Grover!" the voice had more urgency this time so he opened one eye.

"What?" He replied and sat up, knowing he had no chance of sleep as long as whoever it was stood there. Standing in front of him faintly glowing was someone who looked very much like

Annabeth, just more confident. Her golden curls seemed bouncier, Her sea blue eyes brighter, her smile wider, and her pale complexion rosy and tanned. The only noticeable un-Annabeth trait was a

curve-hugging short Greek style dress and strappy heels.

"Annabeth, what are you doing here?" he asked sounding impatient. She rolled her eyes and looked annoyed.

"I'm not Annabeth, or Calypso, or Clarissa, or Selena, or Kate, or the least bit amused. My name is Helen!H-e-l-e-n. Helen of Troy." She was aggravated, as if she'd explained it many times before.

"Sorry, um, Helen. What are you doing here?" He asked cautiously, fully awake now. Her upbeat expression returned.

"I'm here to invite you and your girlfriend," she peered at her hand, "Annabeth? What, are people switching soul mates or something? Anyway, I'm here to invite you both to my 60th sweet 16. You'll

know when to go." She smiled proudly, as if showing off how good she looked at 960 years old.

"Oh, and also, someone up there told me you never got one of these, which is surprising since you had, like, 2 girlfriends now, but hey, who am I to judge?" She leaned over and gave Grover a kiss.

"So now you have to come, k?" and she sauntered bewitchingly away. Grover sat in shock for a while, then went back to sleep.

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Percy's nightmare started in a pink and fluffy room. Aphrodite was lying on a table in a shimmery halter top and feather earings. She actually looked pretty, since she wasn't trying too hard. Invisible

hands were painting her toenails a deep red and fluffing her hair. She didn't seem to notice him and Percy was tempted to back out of the room, but somehow he couldn't move.

"Come forward Perseus." She ordered. His feet dragged him forward until he was standing directly in front of her. He gulped.

"Why have you been messing with my potions? Do you realize how dangerous they can be if not used correctly? And I highly doubt a demigod, a boy demigod, would know how to use them correctly."

She spat.

" ...Potions? You mean like witches and voodoo potions?" Percy questioned. Aphrodite sighed.

"No. Like the kind of potions I dip my arrows in. You didn't think they were magic arrows, did you?" Percy blushed and she rolled her eyes.

"The reason you're here is because of your use of the," she pulled out a long sheet of paper, " J-spell, section 12, the L-spell, section 44, the H spell, section 2, and the NW spell, section 366." She

peered at him. He got the feeling she wanted him to say something, so he asked, "Um, what do those letters stand for?" She rolled her eyes again.

" J is the jealousy spell that can't be self inflicted, L is the love spell which can't be self inflicted, H is the haze spell that makes your inner fantasies into realistic daydreams, and NW in the newly wed

spell which makes love 10 times mushier and it also can't be self inflicted." She glared at him as if it were obvious.

" If these spells can't be self inflicted, then how is it my fault?" He tried to sound as rational as possible. Aphrodite pouted.

"True, but... just watch your back, because someone is out to get you. They're aiming your destruction straight through your heart. Whoever it is must be pretty good since your obviously love-drugged

right now. Unfortunately,there is little I can do about it since this is a dream, but..." she fished around in her pocket, " here take these." She took out a bag of pink heart-shaped candies, kissed each

one, put them back in the bag and handed the bag to Percy.

"These will help you keep your mind clear. Just take one when you're feeling un-Percyish. Think of them as you're first gift on your next quest. You'll need them. Chow darling!" She wiggled her fingers and disappeared.

"Wait! What do you mean by my next quest?" He shouted but she was already gone. Percy woke up and wished it was all just some strange dream, but demigod dreams usually come true. And he

couldn't ignore the bag of heart-shaped candies in his pocket. My next quest? He thought in despair, I just hope she's wrong.