In order to write this chapter, we had to listen to "Breakeven" by The Script like, 20 times, so enjoy it! Enjoy it!*MAKE ROOM FO THE SHROOM*

Disclaimer: Don't own Squat.

Random Aphroditet's POV

"Everyone know the plan?" some porcelien blond called

"As sure as I know that red and green clash when it's not December." Another replied.

"Good… Plan Percybeth feeling guilty is going into action… now! Go Go Go!" The first yelled. Everyone ran out the cabin door, 2 carrying speakers and iPods. It's the perfect plan.

PERCYPOV (Lol this is gonna be weird…)

I looked at my footprints in the sand. A wave came and washed them away. The were like me and Annabeth's love. Obvious for a moment, then just memories.

What am I s'posed to do when the best part of me was always you?

I heard from behind me. OMG! It was that song that Annie blasted from her cabin that one time I broke up with HER.

And what am I s'posed to say when I'm all choked up and you're okay?

Then I had TH BEST IDEA EVER.

ANNIEWOODLESPOV

I stared at the books, all neat and shelved in alphabetical order, some collecting dust, others shiny and new, but all unopened for a while, but they had once been loved by her, but she now hated them. Like Percy.

I'm falling to pieces, I'm falling to pieces.

The song, that song. My song, my song, the song I played when he broke up with me.

Ya say bad things happen for a reason.

All the books were there, all the pieces of my life, all the pieces, all except the part that truly mattered. The Percy part. If I didn't have that part, I might as well have none of the parts at all.

'Cause when a heart breaks, it don't break even.

The first book was the easiest to rip, then came the rest. They all had to go. But then came the brown book with the title "Love" a picture of a laughing me and Percy, splashing in the lake. I opened it. A scrapbook.

I'm falling to pieces. I'm falling to pieces.

I crumpled to the floor, warm tears falling on to the hard-wood floor.

CHIRONPOV

LOCATION:UNKNOWN (BAR IN KUNTUCKY)

"So, did you fall from," Then I gasped, "There's a disturbance in the universe! Some one in the Athena cabin is destroying books! Sorry, I gotta go."

NICOPOV (Goth one)

"Nico nwas my name first!" I yelled.

"How old are you? 10?" The Faux Nico retorted.

"12. But, I've been alive for like, 60 years." I replied. Then TFN yelled some very unpleasant things at me.

"Yeah? Well you're a bigger one!" I screamed back.

"fine then!" He yelled, storming out of the cabin.

"Who the HELL is that?"

"Oh, Hi Clarisse. That's Nico."

"Why is half the camp on fire?"

"Nico a son of Zeus, and he and I had a leetle argument."

"How little?"

"Only half the Underworld came to try kill him."

"Better than the ones you've had with Percy…"

"Yeah…"

Zora came up and planted a kiss on my cheek.

"Hey babe."

"And who the hell are you?"

"Clarisse, meet Zora, Zora meet Clarisse."

"Yo. Nico, is this your girlfriend?"

"Yep. Speaking of girlfriend, Annabeth and Percy are at it again."

"Not again."

"They're going to have to rebuild half of camp AGAIN."

"Due to the war of the Nicos, they already have to."

"Wonderful. "

Jenny: Thought we got overly serious on you, huh? Nope! Hey, what ever happened to R&R? Just do it! Please!

Lindsey: Do it. The raccoons WILL come, they WILL!