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Once Beckendorf and I got back to the cabins area, I decided to formally meet the boy Annabeth was sailing partners with. I found out his name was Adam from Beckendorf. No, not from Beckendorf cabin, since Beckendorf isn't a god and doesn't have his own cabin, but more like he told me that-Oh, I think you get it.

"Why? Are you jealous?" Beckendorf taunted.

"No! Of course not!" I said, my face probably turning the color of a tomato.

"No, I think you are..." Beckendorf started waving his arms around like a madman/monkey and danced in a circle around me. He went up in my face and I could smell his garlic breath from lunch. He started chanting, "Jealous. Jealous! Jeaaaalous!" in an attempt to get me to confess.

A few minutes passed, until I just couldn't take it anymore. Well that, and the garlic was starting to make me gag. "Fine! I'm a little jealous! Just stop doing...whatever you're doing!" I shouted.

Beckendorf smiled and stopped his weird ritual. "Listen, Percy. I know you're mad 'cause he's spending a lot of time with Annabeth, but try not to get too paranoid."

Percy frowned. "Who are you, my mom?"

Beckendorf only smiled. I think it was because he couldn't come up with a good enough comeback. "I gotta get to the camp forge. See you later, Green-eyed Monster," Beckendorf teased, leaving me in the middle of the Athena and Hermes cabins, places where two certain people lived. Two certain people that I didn't want to see.

But, sadly, I had to meet one of them.

I rolled my eyes and set off toward the Hermes cabin. I found him organizing his stuff in his camp trunk. Probably a neat freak, I thought. Wow, he would get along well with Donatello, but that's another story. He immediately noticed me walking toward him and stood up, brushing nothing off his jeans.

"Um, hello. I don't believe we've met." he said, flashing a smile. It was blinding white, even though he wasn't an Apollo child.

"I'm Percy Jackson. Poseidon cabin. I'm kind of a camp hero around here," I said casually, trying to look as intimidating as I could. I added a signature Justin Bieber hair flip for effect, but it didn't work very well. A.K.A, I looked stupid.

"Um...okay. I'm Adam. Watsonburger. Hermes, obviously. I just got here so I don't really know anyone."

"Oh, well I think you've already made one. You know, that girl." When Adam looked confused I added, "Annabeth." Adam's eyes seemed to light up.

"Oh yeah! She's pretty nice. Do you know her?"

"Know her? Psh. I'm her BEST FRIEND," I said a little too loudly, causing Connor and Travis to shoot me some murderous looks in the middle of their prank, which involved fart bombs and Aphrodite kids.

"Do you guys have something going on? Because I don't want to-" he started to say, but i interrupted.

"No, no, no yet at least."

"Alright, then. So you won't have a problem with us having a lakeside picnic, do you?" he asked, slowly.
I forced a smile. "Not at all..." I said through gritted teeth. He smiled that annoying smile again. "Anyway," I said, changing the subject," What school do you go to?"
"Manhattan Prep." Adam said. He said the school's name like it was Stanford or some other Ivy League.

That nerd school, I thought.

"I'm student body president, basketball team captain, and class valedictorian," he proudly told me.

I immediately felt lame. How could I compare to that? I mean, if I were a girl, I would date him.

...Erm, that sounded weird.

Anyway, no wonder Annabeth likes him. He's perfect.

"Oh well, that's good for you," I said, nonchalant," I have to go to swordfighting class right now so-" I started when somebody knocked on the door.

"Hi guys." Annabeth opened the door and stuck her head in.

"Annabeth, what are you doing here?" Adam asked her. He smirked at me. I knew he was trying to say" See? She comes to see me."

I narrowed my eyes. Oh, this is war. I had to think of a plan first, before I tried going against Adam. I would need a perfectly planned out strategy to beat him. I couldn't let him have my best friend.

"I was just making sure Percy wasn't late for our swordfighting practice. Travis said he saw you come in here, so I went right in," she explained. "Hurry up, Percy. We're already late."

I grinned in Adam's general direction, trying to make it discreet so Annabeth didn't see me. But she still did.

"Um, Percy? Why are you smiling at the air?" Annabeth said, a smile playing on her lips. I shook my head, dropping the smile.

"Forget it. Let's go," I told her, and just for effect, I put my arm around Annabeth. I had a feeling I would be having a talk with Adam some time soon. Annabeth now had a surprised look on her face. I looked over my shoulder at Adam's expression. He seemed a little suspicious, but went back to organizing.

"Er, Percy?" Annabeth asked. I turned to her. She was squirming under my arm. "What are you doing?"

Oh, gods. Now I have to find an excuse, I thought. I spoke the first thing that came to mind. "Um, you have a spider on your arm!" I blurted. I hit Annabeth's shoulder like I was killing it. "There. It's dead," I said. She pushed my arm off her and it dropped limply to my side.

Annabeth smacked her shoulder repeatedly, screaming,"Spider! Spider on my arm! SPIDER!" She ran to the nearest tree and rubbed her shoulder against it, attempting to get the "spider" guts off. A few campers around us looked at her weirdly. Some turned to me for explanation.

"Daughter of Athena. Spider," I said briefly, hoping they would all leave. Some of them went Ohhhh! and went on with their life. Others, mostly young campers who didn't know what was happening, looked on intently. I ran to Annabeth and felt all their eyes boring into my back. I looked back at the few boys and girls who were still standing near us. "Go! Don't you have somewhere to be?" I asked, shooing them along. Some gave me rude glances, but they all left. I grabbed Annabeth's hands and attempted to calm her down.

"Annabeth! It's okay! The spider's dead!" I yelled over her shouting.

The screeching stopped. "Really? It's gone?" she asked me, her gray eyes wide.

"Yes. No more spider," I told her, in a voice I reserved just for four-year-olds.

"Okay." Annabeth sighed. "Let's get to practice. We're already late," she said, yanking my arm. I could only sigh.

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