I'm really sorry for the long delay.
Disclaimer:
Celia: -in a sing-songy voice- Percy likes Annabeth. She's his girlfriend.
Percy: -blushes- Do not!
Me: Of course not, Percy. If that's what helps you sleep at night, believe it. –rolls eyes-
Annabeth: -indignant- I am not his girlfriend! –blushes-
Me: If that makes you feel better, Annabeth, sure, why not. –rolls eyes again-
Celia: -whispers- Annabeth is so Percy's girlfriend.
Me: Okay, back to the story.
Chapter 3: Annabeth and Camp Half-Blood
"Darn!" Sienna said "Why does nobody ever guess Sabrina or Sydney's riddles? It's not fair!" "Sabrina? Sydney?" Percy asked. Sienna nodded. "Who is-" Percy started to ask. But Sienna had already faded away. "That is really annoying!" Percy complained. I nodded without procecing what he had said.
A sleek black Mercedes had pulled up at the curb. A blonde haired girl climbed out. She slammed the car-door shut. On the other side a man with eyes all over the visible parts of his body climbed out. "ANNABETH!" Percy screamed as he ran towards her. "PERCY!" Annabeth cried. She hugged him. I walked towards them feeling left out. The eye-man (as I will call him from right now on until I learn his name) winked at me with the eye that was in the right place: above his nose to the right. "Percy, I am so glad to see you!" Annabeth gushed. "Cool it, Annabeth," Percy muttered blushing. "Introduce me to your girlfriend please, Percy," I said. Percy turned to look at me eyes wide open. Annabeth blushed prettily. "Well, hello! Percy, I am still there! Earth to Percy!" I said. Percy regained his voice. "Oh. This is Annabeth Chase," Percy said. "Pleased to meet you," I said using the expression my father had 'taught me' (More like forced on me rather than taught!). "You too. You must be Celia?" Annabeth asked. "Harnetts. How do you know my name?" I asked. "Oh, Percy told me yesterday," Annabeth said. I turned to Percy. "You told her about me? Yesterday you didn't know me, practically," I said. "I had to. You're a-" Percy stopped as he noticed I was glaring at him. "Oh, yeah I-" Percy said. "What am I?" I interrupted. "Um, Annabeth do you mind telling her," Percy asked. "Stalker," I muttered. "Really, Percy you are pathetic," Annabeth said "Did you at least tell her about America being the center of the flame and stuff?" "Yes!" Percy said indignantly. Annabeth turned to me. "So, he told you about the gods and goddesses being alive and all that?" Annabeth asked me. "Yes," I said. "Okay…" Annabeth stopped talking, noticing Percy's ripped jeans, my ripped skirt ((A/N: Celia is wearing leggings underneath, okay? Back to the story.)), and Isis's ruffled fur. "Did something happen?" She asked. "No. Two somethings happened. One was a weird baby Sphinx who wanted us to guess the easiest riddle in the world which Perry here got wrong-" I said, starting to laugh. "Perry? Oh, you mean Percy! His name is Percy, not Perry," Annabeth said. "I know," I said "Now, what you talking about?" "Oh, well you are a half-blood," Annabeth said. "What's that?" I asked. "It means you are the child of a mortal and a god or a goddess," Annabeth exclaimed. (Actually, she also explained about Camp Half-Blood and stuff. But I'm too lazy to bother and write the whole thing out. So, yeah!) "Right, so my dad had me with a goddess? Which goddess?" I asked. "Well we don't know," Annabeth said. "So why are you guys even telling me this?" I said. "Well, Percy and I are half-bloods, too," Annabeth said. "I'm a son of Poseidon," Percy said. "Obviously," I said. "Why?" Percy asked. "Well, Poseidon always seemed the stupidest of all the gods besides Ares…" I said. I waited for that to sink in. Annabeth covered her mouth with her hand and tried not to look like she was laughing. "You little…" Percy began as he glared at me. "I take that back," I said. Percy smiled at me. ((A/N: Now, before you go thinking that Celia is nice. Listen to this…) "Poseidon couldn't have had a son like you, so you must be a son of Ares," I said. "Arrrgh," Percy said "Annabeth, do you understand my pain?" Ignoring both of us she said "And I'm a daughter of Athena." "Figures," I said. "Why?" Annabeth asked curiously but cautiously. "Well, for one thing you're smart and I'd expect a daughter of Athena to be smart. And for another you're clever," I said. I could tell Annabeth was pleased. "Thank you," She said. "So who's that?" I asked pointing out the eye-man. "That's Argus," Annabeth said. "Oh, hello!" I said "Wait aren't you dead? Didn't Hermes like bore you to death or something?" "Well, yeah but Hera brought me back to life," Eye-man- I mean Argus said. "Okay, so what happens next?" I asked. "Probably, we should go back to Camp Half-Blood, seeing as you and Percy were attacked by two monsters and it's only 12:00 o'clock in the afternoon," Annabeth said. "Okay, deal!" I said climbing in to the black Mercedes on Annabeth's side meaning Annabeth ended up in the middle seat with Percy and I on either sides of her with Isis on my lap. I took a cell-phone out of my pocket and turned it on. As soon as it had turned on, I dialed 1-212-497-9001. A familiar message hit my ears: You've reached 1-212-497-9001. If you have a phone call for Andrew, Annemarie or Celia. Please leave a message after the beep. BEEEEP!!!! "Hi, Dad. I'm just met Annabeth and Percy. And they've told me about being a-you-know-what. Bye, see ya as soon as possible. Cel!" I hung up. Percy looked embarrassed. "I totally forget to call my mom. Can I borrow your phone?" Percy asked. "Yeah, sure," I said. Thing was it was pink. So Percy looked really funny using it.
I know that you guys are probably mad that I still haven't revealed who Celia's mother is yet. That will be in the fourth chapter. Does this latest clue help? Who doesn't get along with Hermes? Anyway, as always, please review. It's really, really easy. Just press the button right down there: