A/N: I do not own Percy Jackson
Alicia hobbled down the steps like a zombie, rubbing her eyes, her long blonde hair like a haystack. She rubbed the sleep from her eyes and looked around groggily. Sunlight streamed through the trees.
Sunlight? She thought. Nuh-uh. The toilet's not that way.
She turned around and started back towards the big house, but her foot slipped off a step and she fell backwards. Alicia shut her eyes, preparing herself for the painful fall. But it did not come.
"Hey. Are you alright? That fall would have hurt a lot."
She suddenly realized that she was in the arms of a mystery person.
"Thanks." She murmured, and looked up to scrutinize the face of her rescuer.
She turned pink when she realized that it was an incredibly cute guy. He had dark hair which fell to his eyes, which were a stormy blue. He smiled, revealing even dimples on both sides of his cheeks.
Seeing her reaction to him, he laughed. When he laughed, his eyes seemed to twinkle. His whole face seemed to laugh with him, and it made him look better than he already was.
She immediately disentangled herself from him, smiling back sheepishly. Her face was still bright red. When she didn't say anything, he held out a hand and said, "Hi. My name is Andy. You must be new around here, because there is no way I would miss an adorable girl like you."
"Yeah, sure." She mumbled under her breath. "Uh, excuse me; I'm on my way to the washrooms."
She turned to go, trying to hide her red face behind a curtain of blond hair, which she ran her fingers through in a vain attempt to straighten.
"Hey! Wait up! You haven't told me your name! Regular or undetermined?"
She reluctantly turned around, still brushing her hair. "Uh, I'm Alicia. Alicia Cha- Jackson. And, I don't know what you mean by regular or undetermined. Anyway, I've got to go. Nature calls!"
She attempt a weak smile and run up the steps of the Big house three at a time, reaching it and disappearing into its depths.
"Wow, she's something…" someone behind Andy commented.
"Yeah…" Andy said thoughtfully, staring at the spot so recently occupied by the flustered blonde.
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Alicia slammed the door of the toilet and leaned against the frame, sighing. She'd made a fool of herself in front of a cute guy. Anyway, what's new? Isn't it always the case? First impressions are always the best, but once the guy finds out what a walking disaster she is, she gets avoided like a plague.
"Well, that's the story of my life, isn't it?" she thought to herself, as she turned to the basin.
Thirty minutes later, a fresher Alicia stepped out of the front door, now dressed in black skinny jeans and a fitting orange camp half blood t-shirt. Her long blonde hair had been somehow tamed, and now fell in curls at her shoulders. Her sea-green eyes surveyed the flurry of activity before her. Around her, kids her age sparred with dangerous looking bronze swords, had Canoe races, and Archery shoot-outs. She even saw a couple of kids climbing up a rock wall which had very realistic lava stimulation pit underneath, or so she thought.
Behind her, Grover appeared and placed an affectionate hand on her shoulder.
"Are you ready? I'm going to introduce you to the Camp."
Alicia nodded mutely, allowing Grover to take her hand and lead her to the dinning pavilion, where many campers had started to congregate.
The campers that had arrived stared at Alicia with curiosity. She scanned the crowd, searching for someone. Then, her green eyes met stormy blue, and she and Andy locked gazes there for a moment. He smiled and waved, and she responded with a half hearted wave of her own.
The twelve tables began to fill out, but for some reason there seemed an unequal distribution of kids sitting at the tables. Grover then cleared his throat loudly. Immediately, the chattering ceased and all attention was focused on the satyr, with some wandering glances directed at Alicia.
"For the year rounder's, Hello again!" Grover grinned good naturedly at a handful of tough looking kids. "And for those who have just come back to camp, welcome to another summer at Camp Half blood!"
The kids all cheered enthusiastically, some banging tables for an added effect. It was infectious, and Alicia found herself smiling and clapping along with the other campers. Then, the applause died down and Grover continued, "Chiron, our activities director, is in Olympus, for the Summer solstice. I will be the temporary overall director. Also, I have another piece of Good news."
Grover pulled Alicia in front of him, placing his hands on her shoulders. "We have a new camper!"
There was a sudden murmur of interest.
"Is she determined?" one boy yelled. "Because if she's not, I'll gladly share my bunk with her!" He then grinned mischievously at Alicia, who blushed scarlet.
"Sorry, Josh, but she's determined." Grover said. The whole camp fell silent. "She will be bunking in Cabin Three."
The entire camp gasped. "A daughter of Poseidon?" Many were now eagerly craning their necks, trying to get a better view of her.
"No, she is not a daughter of Poseidon. She is the daughter of Perseus, Son of Poseidon, Hero of the Second Titan War, God of Tidal waves and the Lord of the Atlantic, which is, coincidentally the sea around here." Grover said.
Suddenly, a tall, statuesque blond girl with beautiful features stood up. Her stormy gray eyes were frightening and exquisite at the same time, and those gray eyes now focused on Alicia.
"Yes, Monique?" Grover asked the blonde beauty.
Monique tore her gaze from Alicia, and now faced Grover. "If that's the case, director," she said in a smooth, melodious voice, "She must also be the Granddaughter of Athena, through her mother, Annabeth Chase, Heroine of the Titan War, who was not made a Goddess, even though her role was as great, or even greater, than that of Lord Perseus."
"Yes, that is true, Monique."
The blonde girl then declared, "She has as much right to be in the Athena Cabin as opposed to the Poseidon cabin. And besides, The Tidal lord has not even claimed her."
Grover then paused thoughtfully. "Yes, you are right, Monique. She has not been claimed."
Monique grinned triumphantly, turned to Alicia and began, "As leader of the Athena Cabin, I welcome you, sister, to our-"
"She will bunk in the Hermes Cabin."
Monique frowned. "She has also not been claimed by Athena; therefore, she will belong to the Hermes Cabin temporary, until her parent or grandparent has claimed her."
Alicia looked confusedly at Grover. "My dad hasn't…claimed me?"
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"Good bye, Nenith. " Annabeth said with a heavy heart.
Annabeth was back at the Chalet near Santa Monica beach. The hippocampus let out a low whine and nipped Annabeth's hands at the jetty. She reached down and caressed its shiny head. Then, she bent even lower and whispered in its ear, "I love you, Percy Jackson."
She got up, and brushed the tears from her eyes. The Hippocampus regarded her sadly, before disappearing into the waves.
Annabeth knew that Percy had heard her. She knew he could listen through the ears of his vassals, just like he could 14 years ago.
A/N: Sorry guys for the long wait! I've just been too busy. Soocer practice, band practice..blah blah blah. Thank you all for your wonderful reviews! I promise to update soon! Please Read and Review! And if the characters' personality have changed, that's because it has been 14 years!