#2 out of 3!! This is probably the longest chapter I've ever written, and I absolutely LOVE it, and I hope you guys do too :) Thanks for the love in your reviews!!

Steph's P.O.V.

Getting into the Hermes cabin was the easy part.

Waking up Maggie? Not so much. I swear, she could sleep through a stampede of elephants if she wanted to. I tried shaking her, hitting her with a pillow, dumping freezing cold water on her -- courtesy of mwah, thank you very much -- , tickling her ear, pulling her hair rolling her out of bed. . .

Nothing. Worked. At all. I'm freaking serious.

I finally just said, "Maggie."

To my surprise (and uber-annoyance), she woke up. Yeah, the only, most OBVIOUS thing that I didn't try actual woke up sleeping beauty.

Saying someone's name can actually wake them up. Go figure.

"What in the name of Hades' pants do you want?" demanded a groggy Maggie. (A/N: Oh my gosh, that rhymed!!)

Wow, she's in a good mood, I thought to myself.

"Just follow me." And I walked out. I didn't even look behind me to check if she would follow or not, I just knew she would. We walked side-by-side past the mismatching cabins -- I waved to a random little girl sitting by the flames; weird, I know -- and arrived at the canoe lake after a couple minutes of silence. We walked up to find a soaking wet, fuming Annabeth and Percy double-over laughing.

I couldn't help it.

I laughed, too.

"What happened to Annabeth?" Maggie asked. "Or, the more appropriate question would be: What did Percy do to Annabeth??"

I laughed harder.

"Great!" Annabeth exclaimed. "She's turning into the female-version of Percy Jackson. Just what I need!"

This time Percy was the one to laugh harder, then jumped into the clear-blue lake.

Towing me along for the ride.

The water felt . . . exhilarating. I absolutely loved it. And Percy was right; I could breathe just fine, and I noticed I wasn't getting wet at all. I never wanted this feeling to end. I finally came up for a breath of actual air, and when I did, I came up right at the dock so I could grab Maggie's wrist and pull her in beside me.

I could tell she was about to show me what a slow, painful death was. She was still in her pajamas, and she wasn't a child of Poseidon. So, needless to say, she got wet.

Some naiads beckoned to me from the bottom of the lake, and I joined them to talk. We ended up voicing our opinions about the Aphrodite girls. I swear, the girls have, like, the same opinion as me of them: too much makeup, too good-looking, and absolutely NO motivation to do anything productive.

Eh, they were still alright, though. I guess.

I got out of the water to sit next to Maggie and look at the moon. Percy and Annabeth were whispering to each other in the lake, fingers intertwined under the surface of the water, faces inches apart, and small smiles playing at the corners of their lips.

I stood and offered my hand to Maggie, who took it and dried off as soon as our skin made contact.

She stared at me with wide eyes. "Cool," I muttered. We stared at each other . Suddenly, something made my eyes widen.

"Uh . . . Bathroom!" I said, staring down at my glowing necklace. I hope it won't poison me or anything. . .

"Dude, this is the lake. There is no bathroom," Maggie pointed out as I hastily covered the locket with my fist.

I'll, uh, build one!" I said, and scrambled away before she could point out any more smart things about it.

"Steph! Wait up!" she yelled, chasing after me as the darkness of the forest swallowed me up from sight.

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