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Percy Jackson and the Boy Who Live
Chapter Four, The Iris Message
The day before Annabeth and Thalia where to meet Percy at Kings Cross Station, Annabeth was in the amphitheatre with her newest class. The demigods in this session's group were the newest additions to Camp Half-Blood. About a dozen campers ranging from the ages seven to sixteen were seated on the bleachers facing Annabeth as she lectured them on the story of the gods.
"The king of the Titans, Kronos, ate his children, the gods, so that they would be unable to overthrow him and take control of the earth from the Titans." Annabeth said, oblivious to the fact that the majority of her students where nod paying attention as she ranted. "But when Zeus was born, his mother, Rhea, tricked the Titan king into eating a rock instead, and when Zeus grew old enough to fight his father he tricked him." Annabeth continued her lecture until the horn sounded in the distance, signalling that it was time for lunch.
"Alright," Annabeth addressed the group of half-bloods. "Head down to the mess hall for lunch, and I'll see you all tomorrow."
Ignoring the sighs of relief of groaning complaints, Annabeth slid her Greek mythology book into her shoulder back- next to Daedalus' laptop and slung it over her shoulder before making her way to the gravel path on which she could see other campers walking along. She was about to leave the amphitheatre when an arm reached across and rested against the wall of the exit, blocking her path.
"So," The demigod-road-block said. He wore shorts and a pristine Camp Half-Blood T-shirt. His hair was immaculate and his skin was flawless. His eyes shimmered a dark shade of blue, and his eyebrows where thin and arched. To any girl the boy would have been irresistible. Except for any girl that had what Annabeth had. "You must be Annabeth," He said in a tone that sounded almost seductive.
Annabeth took a step back, so that the boy was no longer so close. "I am," She said, her chin high.
"And you probably know who I am," He smirked, examining the perfect nails on his free hand.
Annabeth looked at him. His high-strung attitude and smug expression would never be found on anybody besides a child of Aphrodite.
"I'm sorry, I don't believe I do." Annabeth said, shaking her head.
"Oh, well, allow me to introduce myself," He said. "My name is-"
"Annabeth!" Thalia pushed her way past the boy and grabbed Annabeth's arm, rescuing her from the boy's introduction "Chiron want's us in the big house; he's going to send an Iris message to see if anything has happened since Percy arrive at the Weasley's."
"Thank god!" Annabeth muttered as Thalia pulled her away.
"What was that?" Thalia raised eyebrow at her friend.
"Nothing," Annabeth responded.
"Okay," Thalia said slowly. "Who was that, anyways?"
"A new Aphrodite camper." Annabeth answered. "I'm glad that you came along; he was trying to hit on me!"
"Too bad Percy isn't here," Thalia grinned wickedly. "He would've thrown him into the lake!" The girls shared a laugh as they made their way to the Big House. As they neared the Big House, they could see Chiron standing on the porch, speaking into a shimmering rainbow. "Looks like he's already called Percy." Thalia said.
They stepped onto the porch and stood next to Chiron, who was talking to Percy through the Iris message. Behind Percy they could see a cluttered room with a small window in the wall. The room had a bed against the far wall and two sleeping bags on the floor.
"It is good to hear that nothing has happened since the attack." Chiron said.
Through the Iris message Percy looked at Annabeth. "Hey, Annabeth,"
"Hi Percy,"
"I'll let you three talk for a while." Chiron said before trotting off towards the mess hall.
"Miss me?" Percy asked jokingly.
"Not as much as you think," Annabeth teased.
"Anything happen this week?"
"Nothing out of the ordinary." Annabeth replied.
"Well," Thalia said. "We did get a new group of half-bloods a few days ago."
"Really?" Percy asked. "Which cabins are they filling?"
"We got a couple in the Ares cabin, one in Athena's and about a dozen filled the Hermes cabin." Thalia answered.
"Are any of the Hermes campers Undetermined?"
"No, they're all Regular."
"That's good," Percy said. "The gods have really been picking up up their act."
"What about you, Percy?" Annabeth asked. "How have things been going on your end?"
"Its been quiet." Percy said. "Nothing bad has happened, which is a relief."
"What are the Weasley's like?" Thalia asked. "Are they Okay, or are they rude slobs?"
"No, they're great!" Percy laughed. "The twins, Fred and George, they're always up to no good; playing pranks on everyone."
"What about the students we're to protect?" Annabeth asked.
"They're alright." Percy replied. "Harry is pretty cool, although he spends more time on a broom than on the ground. You would get along with Hermione; she loves reading and learning, and is a top student. She is really friendly, but seems sort of nosey."
"Nosey?" Thalia asked. "What do you mean by that?"
"Mrs. Weasley mentioned how our camp was founded by the Greeks. As it turns out, Hermione finds Ancient Greece fascinating, and has been asking me questions every spare moment."
"Have you let anything slip?" Annabeth asked.
"No, I've been keeping everything that needs to be secret a secret." Percy assured her.
"What about the third one; Ron?"
"Ron? I'm not sure," Percy frowned. "He seems rather rude, unlike the rest his family, and he's been giving me the 'cold shoulder'."
Just then there was a knock on the door. "Percy, are you in there?"
"That's Hermione!" Percy hissed. "I have to go, but I'll see you tomorrow.
"Wait, Percy!" Annabeth said.
"Percy? Are you talking to somebody in there?" Hermione asked through the door.
Percy waved his hand through the Iris message, dissipating the mist that was producing the image. As Percy's room faded away, Thalia and Annabeth could see Percy grab one of his textbooks and walk towards the door.
"I hope Ron isn't so rude to us when we meet him." Thalia said. "If he says anything insulting, Artemis might turn him into an antelope."
The door to the room that Percy shared with Ron and Harry opened, and the American wizard stood in the doorway. "Yes, Hermione?"
"I thought I heard you talking," She explained, peering into the room behind him.
"Talking?" He asked, his face showed confusion. "Oh! You probably heard me reading my book!"
"Why where you reading aloud?" Hermione asked.
"I find that the information sticks with me when I hear it as I read." Percy said.
Hermione looked at the book tucked under his arm. "But that is in Greek, isn't it?"
"Yeah," Percy nodded. "Well, Ancient Greek, anyways."
"If it is in Greek, then why were you speaking English?"
"I read it aloud in English because we have to speak it to communicate; Ancient Greek isn't a very common language anymore. At camp, we do this so that we don't get rusty in either language."
"Oh, I see," Hermione said, her voice revealing her interest. "Well, I just came up to tell you that it is time for lunch."
"That's great!" Percy exclaimed, tossing his textbook onto his sleeping bag. "I'm starving!" He closed the bedroom door and followed Hermione down the stairs to the kitchen, where everyone was already seated at the long table.