La Hacienda, 14:15.

Percy drank a bit more coffee, and sighed. He remembered how he was forced to go to California when he was little, because his mother had a job transfer. Now they were living in Hong Kong with his mother, since Percy was now the successful head of Jackson's marine wildlife savers, which included high education in Marine animals and the sea, and allowing people to go on wildlife trips with marine creatures, and well... It also was promoting saving sea animals and protecting seal animals, such as Whales and Seals.

But Annabeth struck his mind after pondering about the next project he was working on.

But anyways.

Percy went to his study, sitting at his desk. Mahogany wood, black chair, bookshelf's lined with books completely and important documents, and the room smelt of Tea tree (Which Sally insisted Percy should use). Percy took his Kindergarden yearbook out from a shelf, which Sally had given him a long time ago. The cover was navy blue, with a golden school crest on it, which was a tiny flower, a daffodil. Percy remembered the name of the kindergarden. It was called New York kindergarden for disabled children. Percy had ADHD and Dyslexia, so mostly he had to go to the kindergarden. He opened it and went to page fourteen, which was the page of his class. He looked at the names lining the text bit of the class. The class photo was on the left, and below were the students in the front, middle and back row. The right side had pictures of the class together, having fun and doing activities together. Her noticed Thalia in one of the many pictures, doing some math equations. He saw a picture of him and his best friend, Grover (Who was a boy born with a leg disability), drawing with crayons on paper, drawing swords and gods those things boys like when they were in Kindergarden. Looking at the class photo, his eyes widened at the sight of one girl.

It was a gray eyed girl, with blonde hair and a pretty smile, wearing a blue dress and white shoes. His eyebrows then furrowed in suspicion. He read the names, and he read it from top to bottom on the left page, and then noticed the words: 'Annabeth Chase.'

And Percy was gobsmacked.

The woman he met 2 days ago... WAS Annabeth Chase. He began to wonder, Should I keep it a secret? Or tell her right away? After all, I have her phone number... No, she wouldn't believe me. Maybe sooner or later.

Annabeth... The classmate he left?

Did she even remember him?

Villa Espelanda, 18:45.

"You need to be more careful next time, Ronnie." Reyna said, checking her son's damaged fingernail again, looking at her daughter, who told her what happened. Her daughter looked up from her book. She had Dark eyes and black hair like her mother, but the hair from her father. Her hair was tied in a strict ponytail, and she wore a pair of shorts and a black t-shirt. Her book was The Art of War by Sun Tzu. She was twelve years old, and was like her mother, determined to protect her family and stoic. She wore black beats headphones, and she went back to reading her book after a long explanation involving the kitchen door. Her father was sitting next to her, who was her dictionary, for now. Her name was Hylla, named after Reyna's sister.

"But mom!" Ronnie said. "I didn't know and then I trapped my finger in the door hinge by accident!" He said, wiping a tear away. Ronnie was a seven year old, with brown eyes like his father, and had black hair like his mother. He inherited Leo's upbeat and laid back personality, but for now, it wasn't displayed much. He was a bit stoic at times, but mainly energetic and hyper. He wore shorts and a blue t-shirt with Buzz Lightyear on it. Reyna sighed, patting her son's hand.

"I'll get you some Ice Cream, okay?" Reyna asked, smiling her motherly smile. This was the only smile she reserved for her children, and her family, which reminded her of Nico and Thalia. Tomorrow was their wedding. She couldn't wait to see Thalia in her wedding dress. She looked beautiful in it, Reyna had to admit, despite black looking much more appealing to both her and Thalia. Anyways. When her son heard the words 'Ice Cream', he jumped into the air, like he was stung by a wasp on the soles of his feet.

"ICE CREAM?!" He asked, jumping up and down. Wow, sudden mood change. "Can I have chocolate cake? Please? PLEASE?" Ronnie asked, giving him mum his normal way for begging: His 'Oh-my-gods-I-can't-resist' puppy dog eyes, that his mother and father fell for. Reyna smiled at her son, saying:

"Okay, Chocolate cake it is." She said, going into the kitchen, and then taking the Chocolate cake ice cream. She took a scooping spoon from the drawer of one of the many Mahogany drawers, shutting it carefully, opening the lid to the ice cream and taking a cute little ice cream bowl out. She fixed some Ice Cream for her son, putting the lid of the Ice cream box back on and then taking a cute little spoon. It was one that was blue plastic, with a cute little flame on the oval of the spoon. Sticking it into the ice cream, she walked back into the living room.

The living room, as I should have described about just now, had a white leather sofa and a purple carpet (Which Reyna insisted on.). The window gave a lovely view of the ocean, and there was a TV. The curtains were a beautiful fiery red (Which Leo insisted on.) and there was a glass dining table. There were black chairs, and there was a fancy vase in the middle. The TV was on, and there was a cartoon playing on it. Tom and Jerry. As soon as Ronnie got his Ice Cream, he hugged him mom, said: "Thanks mommy!" And began to eat his Ice Cream greedily. Hylla looked up and rolled her eyes, asking her father:

"Father, can we get some waffles later?" She asked. Leo smiled, then looked at his wife for approval. She nodded in approval, smiling at her children and husband. She decided to let this happen for once a month, the whole family get waffles or 雞蛋子 (Literally chicken eggs 0.0) as a treat.

"Of course." Leo said, and he smiled at his wife.

And she smiled back.

The Avenue of Stars, 18:20.

"Mom! Look! It's Bruce Lee!" A boy said. He had black hair and African American skin, and he had a large grin on his face. He wore jeans and a black graphic t-shirt, and he worse sneakers. He looked at the statue, and said: "I want to be just like him! He's so cool! Kung Fu and beating up bad guys!" He said. His name was Jem, and he was seven years old. He had blue eyes like his mother. His mother chuckled, smiling at him.

"Okay honey." Silena said, smiling at her son. "You will be like him someday." She said. Her daughter was looking at Hong Kong Island with Silena's husband, or their daughter's father, looking at the magnificent and brilliant architecture. She had long blonde hair and brown eyes, and she was fourteen. She wore jeans and a blue graphic t-shirt, with vans. Her name was Apollonia.

"Father, do you think I'll become a famous architect when I grow up?" She asked. Beckendorf smiled at his daughter, and said to her:

"You will. I'm sure. Just study hard and do your best in school, excel in art. You'll become an architect." He said. His daughter smiled back. She was a diligent lightbulb. So diligent, you could say she got the top grades in school, which she did. Many boys in her school had a crush on her, but not just because of her looks, but because of her diligence.

"When can we have dinner?" Jem asked his father, in a whining tone. This was the... 50th time Jem asked his father when they could have dinner? But anyways. Silena whispered quietly to her husband:

"Okay, Charles. Let's have dinner, unless we want Jem to be complaining more." Silena said. Beckendorf smiled and nodded in agreement, as they walked towards a nearby shopping mall for dinner.