Title: What did you say?

Disclaimer: I do not own PJO, but if I did…there would be more than five books. Just to let ya know.

(A/N: Sorry I haven't updated all my stories in a while. I've been…busy and got carried away with some stuff. I've had a writers block. Ouch. Who knew thise could hurt? Anyways thank you all so much for the reviews they mean a lot! I hope this chapter doesn't suck. )

After lunch we all decide to sit back and relax. I was still sleepy from our little escapade last night. Our plans were going great until Clarisse butted in. "Hey, runts."

"Hi…Clarisse, you look pretty." I said trying to annoy her. But I always do that.

She scowled and said, "That wont work, I'm still going to kick your weak butts in Capture the Flag."

"Oh, really? Cause last time I checked, we kick your butts."

Clarisse growled. "Listen, punk, if you don't shut it I swear I'll-

"What ya gonna do 'bout it?" I interrupted.

"Percy," Annabeth warned.

I shot her a glance and she stared at me even harder. We stayed like that for a few seconds. This was our usual game. Who ever blinks loses and has to listen to the other. Unfortunately I blinked and lost. Dang it!

She smiled and looked away. Curse her.

I looked at Clarisse. "Fine…we'll see who wins and who loses."

She growled and walked away mumbling something about a worm. Probably me…

Oh well, what can I do? She really hates me. Ain't that grand?

"That wasn't smart." Annabeth said, once she was gone.

"Why not?" I demanded.

"Remember what she did to Travis when he tricked her into eating ants?"

"Oh, yeah…" That was a fun summer. For us, not for Clarisse, that is.

"She sat on him all day and gave him water so he could have to use the bathroom. Then she used him as and practice dummy? Do you want that to happen to you?"

"You got a point there, hon." I covered my mouth and glanced at Annabeth.

Her eyes looked like they were about to pop out.

"What did you call me, Seaweed Brain?"

"Nothing…" I looked away.

Tsk, tsk, Percy. Aphrodite said in my mind.

"No you called me something. I know you did. So stop lying and tell me what it was. And if you say nothing I know it will be something, because a nothing can be anything."

I blinked. "Excuse me?"

She groaned. "Tell. Me. Now." Her stare was beyond mad. It was pissed. She looked scary, yet cute.

Ugh. What was I saying?! Annabeth was my best friend. I've know her for so long. We've gone on quests to save the world and I've save her.

We've share secrets, and our thoughts. Though her thoughts always confused me. Don't they always?

I heard a disturbing noise and realized it was Annabeth who was snapping. Painfully…in my ear.

"Earth to the Fish Boy." She snapped louder.

I grabbed her hand before I would go deaf.

"What?" I protested.

"I want to know."

"I said gun." Lying was one of my great talents. Sometimes. It never worked one the Wise Girl.

"No…I'm pretty sure you said something else. I mean who would say, 'You got a point there, gun'?"

I shrugged. "Me?"

"Yes…you, the idiot."

"Is that a compliment or are you being sarcastic? I can never really tell."

She strained a smile. "Compliment." I watched as she stood up. "Don't think I forgot what you said, boo."

She stuck her tongue out and walked to the Athena cabin.

I, Percy Jackson was just called Boo by Annabeth Chase. Scary, huh? Grover, who I totally forgot was there laughed.

"Not cool." I mumbled.

"I know, its not." He continued to laugh.

I shot him an evil stare (Thalia's were way better) and I'm not sure if he was still laughing or if he whimpered.

Dinner was okay, I guess you could call it. My table was empty, as always. I kept thinking about old friends. Luke, Tyson, Zoë, Bianca, Nico, (he probably hates my guts, duh.). Just then I thought of the weird mortal girl who could see through the Mist. Rachel Elizabeth Dare She was like my mom, and like Mr. Chase. I think. I never asked Annabeth if he could see through the mist, too.

I glanced at Grover who stood behind Mr. D, pacing aimlessly. He looked sort of nervous.

He looked at me and nodded. Then I realized it wasn't me it was Annabeth. I glanced at her and she mouthed, "Today."

It wasn't a question; it was more like an order. I nodded slowly and poked my steak. It did not look appetizing. Why couldn't they serve a Big Mac? That was one think I hated about camp. They only served healthy food. Healthy my a-

…butt. Whoops.

We cleared our plates and headed to our cabins. Thank the gods, it wasn't Friday, or else we would have to suffer being in the sing-along.

As I trudged to my cabin, I gave Annabeth one last glance. She caught my gaze and beckoned me with two fingers. I blinked twice to see if I was imaging things or if I fell asleep walking. I focused on her and she was still gazing at me. She smiled. Oh my gods…I am going to die. Annabeth rarely did that with me. I usually annoyed her. She thought I was slow. Ha!

I sucked in a big breath and closed my eyes, and counted to ten, hoping I would wake up. On seven I felt a gust of air blow in my face. Next thing I know, boom. Bam, someone was whispering in my ear.

"Be there at 11, sharp. Grover is coming, but a little late. So we have time to talk about...last night." I heard her sigh. When I opened my eyes she was gone.

No where in sight. Dizzily I stumbled onto my bed. Boy, was this a tiring day.

Annabeth's cool warm breath made my head spin around and around. She was so pretty…

Hate it? Love it? Please tell me what you think. Once again I apologized for not updating. Blame a few other people! wink I would of never finished this chappie unless my parents weren't gone and I was sick. Stupid fever... Toodles! (Strange or W.G.F.B)