Percy POV

I woke up this morning at 6:30 a.m. only to notice that Taylor was gone. I had no idea where she went, but I got dressed and decided to go do some training at the arena and see my dog. I walked in and whistled. Mrs. O'Leary tackled me to the ground and slobbered all over me.

"Get off!" I said, but I was smiling. I threw her a giant dog treat, and played fetch with a sheild. I played with her for a while, and then I worked on my swordplay, slashing up straw targets. After I finished that, I took a shower and walked to breakfast, almost everyone was ther, except Taylor. I was pretty sure that she knew that it was time for breakfast, but she didn't show up until it was half over. And everyone looked shocked, but Tyalor kept walking anyways as the entire pavilion went silent. No one could believe what she was wearing.

Her bikini was bright red, and she was wearing some kind of designer sunglasses, and designer flip flops one or two guys whistled at her, but she walked straight up to my table and sat down. Hse recieved a coulpe glares.

"Good morning Percy." she said.

"What are you wearing?" Was my response.

She rolled her eyes. "I'm wearing Prada sunglasses, an American Eagle swimsuit, and Guess flip flops. Are you blind?"

"I was just wondering WHY are you wearing that?"

She stared at me as if she couldn't believe what I was saying. "You know, this outfit is great for tanning and swimming, which just happens to be what I did this morning."

She took off her sunglasses, and for the first time I noticed that her eyes were a pretty shade of blue, like a pool of water. She brushed her hair out of her eyes. "So what's on the menu today?"

She ate five plates of food, which surprised me so much because she looked like she could weigh 70 lbs. "Do you always eat this much?"

"No, sometimes I eat more, but I'm not that hungry."

I decided to be quiet for the rest of the time.

Chiron told me that I was going to teach Taylor to sword fight, which seemed pretty easy, until she arrived in the arena in short shorts, a white hollister t-shirt, and high heels.

"Okay," I said. "Have you ever used a sword before?"

"No, I have never needed to before."

I sighed. "Do you even have a sword?"

"Yes."

"But you've never used it."

She frowned. "I thought we just went over this. You're such a retard."

"Then where is your sword?" She was starting to piss me off.

"I already have it." When I blinked, she had it in her hands.

"How did you do that?" I asked.

"It just appears in my hand whenever I need it. That way I don't lose it." Fair enough.

So I taught her some basic swordplay, then moved it up to more advanced stuff. She was a really fast learner, so I decided that we'd fight a bit.

"I'll go easy on you." I told her.

"Don't worry about that. Go all out." Taylor suggested, but I ignored it and went easy anyway. The result of that was her sword at the tip of my throat, and her three inch stilleto pressing into my chest.

"Rematch." I said.

"Do you like being beaten by girls?" she replied, so I charged. I feinted to her head then brought Ripitide down to her stomach. She blocked, then slashed. I fell to the ground and rolled to avoid her deadly quick strike.

We continued fighting for about five minutes, but I was getting tired, and her strikes were getting faster. I deciced to try the disarming move Luke had taught me on my first day at camp, but Taylor countered it and ended up disarming me. Weaponless, she kick out my legs, and I fell face first on the ground. She bent down and poked my "Achilles's heel" point of my back, which tingled.

"If I wasn't so nice," she said, "then you'd be dead by now."

She took her foot off of my back, which somehow held me down, and walked away.

I lifted my head to see that I had an audience, who looked at me really shamefully. "Great hero gets beat up by little girl, shameful." I heard Clarisse say.

The rest of the days was the same. Taylor was amazing at everything. Canoeing, archery, rock climbing, foot racing, and even art. It was so frustrating, because she was better than me at everything. I thought I was supposed to be teaching HER the stuff. To make things worse, she was way better at it while wearing high heels. And I felt kind of jealous, but let it pass.

"Hey, I'm going to the forge, kay?" she said.

"Ya, sure." I met up with Annabeth at the edge of the forest.

"Hey Seaweed Brain." she said sweetly.

"Hello to you too." I replied, and I picked her up, and swirled her around. "How you doing?"

"Great now." she smiled. Annabeth always looked great, without make up or pretty clothes. I liked the fact she didn't ever try to be anyone but herself.

I kissed her. "So, what do you want to do?"

"Anything, as long as it's with you."

"Okay." and I sprinted into the woods.

"Hey!" Annabeth ran after me, and quickly caught up to me. We stopped when we reached Zeus's fist. I felt kind of uneasy, because of the Battle of the Labyrinth, but I lifted Annabeth on top of the rocks, then climbed up after her. I sat down beside her, and put my arm around her, and kissed her. She suddenly got all panicked.

"Shit! Shit! Shit!" she yelled. "I'm supposed to be doing inspection right now.

I had completely forgotten about that, so we both jumped down, and ran towards the cabins. "Annabeth," I said, "Would you mind coming by my cabin last?"

"Sure thing Seaweed Brain."

Annabeth went to pick up her inspection scroll, but I sprinted straight to the end of the cabins. Maybe I could shove everything into the closet really quickly.

And I never expected to see the cabin so clean. I walked inside, and everything looked clean and perfect. There was no dust anywhere, and all my stuff was in my closet and dresser. Taylor was putting something in an empty closet. "I thought you were going to the forge?"

"I did." she said, but there was an edge of annoyance in her tone. "I made a vacuum, so that I could clean this place."

"When did you get the time to clean though? You only had, like, twenty minutes to do stuff when I left you."

She sighed. "When you have a twelve story house to clean, you learn how to do things quickly. This only took about three minutes."

I scanned the room quickly, and noticed about two bookshelves loaded with all sorts of literature.

"Where did you get this?!" I screamed. I realized that everything was in Ancient Greek.

"I thought that you should do more reading." Well that didn't explain anything. "Oh yeah, " she continued, "Next time, you are doing all of the cleaning!"

I didn't object, or else she might hurt me. Annabeth passed by about ten minutes later. "Holy shit Percy, this looks amazing. 5/5."

I nodded towards Taylor.

"Taylor," Annabeth said in awe, "You are so pro. Hey, you guys ready for capture the flag tonight?"

I should probably start writing stuff down on my hands, so I don't forget. I had an alliance with the Athena cabin, and we were going against the Hermes cabin. We had the Apollo cabin, Demeter,and Hades. My prediction is that we are going to lose really badly, but I didn't care that much because I was on Annabeth's team.

"Taylor, you'll love it, it's gonna be fun." Annabeth encouraged.

"Uhuh." Taylor was texting. Demigods aren't meant to use cellphones very often, but Taylor, I guessed, just liked to break rules.

"Who you texting?" I asked her.

"It's just Nathan, but he's not replying."

"Do you stalk him or something?"

She glared at me, but then it died down a bit. "You know how when twins get separated, they sometimes react weirdly?"

I nodded.

"Well Nathan's like my twin, except in a non-related way. He's always been there with me, and being so far away from him has kind of broken my empathy link with him. I mean, I've known him my whole life, and I've never gone over fifteen hours without seeing him."

"You'll be okay. You'll see him again." Annabeth insured her.

"It's different. He'll DIE without me. I've always been his protection, and he's been the only person who has ever understood me."

I didn't know what to say, so I left the subject alone.

"I'm gonna go make myself a suit of armor. I'll be at dinner on time." Taylor walked out, clearly pissed off.

"So, do you want to do?" I asked Annabeth.

"Something along the lines of make out."

"Sounds great."

So we were having a great make out session, when Annabeth took off my shirt. Okay, I thought. So we kept on going on. But then she started at my pants and I panicked, and stopped.

"What the fuck are you doing Annabeth!"

She stopped in her tracks, and ran out, crying.