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Here's a bonus to five star cruises: Sunday morning breakfast buffets.

The girls and I all woke up early so we could be first in line to shove as much food down our throats as we could. As gross and "un-lady like" as that sounds, we don't really give a shit. It's just about the best food you will ever taste.

Thalia, Silena, Katie, Juniper, Clarisse and I all grabbed two full-sized plates and piled them high with pancakes, eggs, bacon, hash browns, and anything else we could really get our hands on. That was the first thing all of us found in common-we all were in love with this buffet. Well that and the fact that we all hated Rachel. But who doesn't?

We were sitting on the party deck at one of the many tables, gathered around and munching on our food. We were telling stories about times that we had on other cruises and laughing when someone said something stupid. It was really the first time that I had enjoyed being on one of my forced-vacations. I actually was able to relax for a little bit and just be a girl-not a rich-girl, but just a girl.

Katie was sitting across from me, playing with her yet-to-be-eaten hash browns. At first I thought that she was just full but then I noticed her slightly dreamy smile. I smirked. "Daydreaming there, Katie?" I asked.

"Hmm?" she asked, still kind of in a trance. "Oh, no."

Juniper also smirked. "Oh, really? 'Cause your cute little smile there says otherwise."

"What? I'm not allowed to smile?"

Juniper leaned in closer to Katie. "Katie likes Travis. Katie likes Travis," she sing-songed.

"I do not!" she defended. We all groaned and giggled.

"Oh, come on," Thalia said. "Don't start sounding like Annabeth."

"Hey!" I complained. "I admitted that I liked the Seaweed Brain, did I not?"

"Good point," Thalia said. "See, Katie? Annabeth did it. Now it's your turn."

Katie's cheeks started to turn pink. "Well, what about Clarisse?" she said, quickly changing the subject. "Did you see her with Chris yesterday? She was practically drooling over him!"

We all laughed. "Clarisse? Drool over a guy?" Thalia said between giggles. "I doubt that highly."

"More like beat up a guy so bad that all he's able to do is drool," I teased.

But even while laughing, I looked over at Clarisse and noticed her starting to turn a little red too. I smiled.

"Ok, fine," Katie said. "Then what about you, Juniper?"

All eyes landed on Juniper, but she wasn't blushing like the other girls. In fact, a big smile was plastered on her face. "I'm not afraid to admit when I like someone. So, yes, I like Grover."

We all awwed like the girls we are. Juniper started listing off things that she liked about her crush while I zoned out.

For the first time in years, I was actually enjoying my life. I had forgotten how much fun just hanging out and gossiping with other girls could be. I had always seemed to be better friends with guys in the past which made moments like these rare. Gossiping, laughing over nothing, talking about boys, stuffing our faces just because we can, and complaining about our lives-sometimes I actually like being a girl.

But, of course, there are more reasons that I hate it. One is when I have to deal with a bitchy little redhead that decided to approach our table right then.

"Well, it looks like you were all hungry. What were you doing last night?" she asked.

I wanted to kill her. But before I could, Silena spoke. "Oh, nothing. We were just enjoying the buffet," she said in her sweet, I-don't-like-when-people-fight voice.

"Obviously."

"What's that supposed to mean, Rachel?" Thalia said.

Rachel turned towards her and smiled. "Oh, nothing. Sorry if I offended you." Thalia growled just loud enough for only me to hear. I chuckled.

"Oh, hi Annie!" Rachel said, acting like she noticed I was there for the first time. "I didn't see you there." Thank you for proving my point, Rachel.

"Hey."

"Err, no offence Rachel," Silena started. "But why are you here?"

Rachel shrugged. "Oh, well I was just hoping to talk to Annie alone for a second. But she doesn't look like she's in a very good mood so maybe I shouldn't disturb her." Everyone turned at looked at me. My arms were crossed and I had that look of pure annoyance. What can I say? This girl pisses me off.

"Actually," I said standing up. "I feel fine."

Rachel's face lit up. "Great! C'mon. Let's go over here."

While Rachel's back was turned, I quickly rolled my eyes and flipped her off. Then I continued to follower her, leaving the rest of the girls giggling in their seats. Well, apart from Clarisse. She doesn't really giggle.

I followed her around the corner so we were behind the upper kitchen building. Once we were both in a spot where no one could see us, she turned towards me and pushed me up against the wall.

"Listen here you little blonde bitch," she growled. Her eyes quickly darkened which, not going to lie, scared me a little bit. "Percy Jackson is my boyfriend. And he likes me. Not you. So you can stop acting like you're the queen of the ship because you're not, and he will never like you."

I shot daggers back into her eyes but she just kept going. "And do you even know what people are saying about you? They're saying that you're a skimpy little whore who thinks she gets everything thing she wants just because her mommy and daddy are rich." I was about ready to slap her. "Hate to tell you, honey, but you're not. So cry me a river, build a bridge, and get the fuck over yourself."

"Okay!" I shoved her off of me. "You know what? I'm not going to say anything to you because I actually feel bad for you." I didn't know where I was going with this, but I just let my mouth do the talking. "You have this 'perfect' boyfriend and this 'perfect' family and this 'perfect' life and you're not even letting yourself enjoy it. Instead, you're just in awe that someone as good as Percy even talked to you, let alone dated you, so you don't want to pass him up. So you're afraid that if Percy were to realize what a bitch you actually are, he would dump you." Rachel smirked and just crossed her arms, waiting for me to finish. "So when I came along and you saw that Percy immediately took an interest in me, you got nervous. Face it-you feel threatened by me. And guess what? You should be. Because I like Percy and he likes me. And I can guarantee that I could have him wrapped around my finger by the end of this cruise if I wanted to."

Rachel just smirked even wider and took a step back. She started looking me up and down, and then she walked around me. "You know, Annie," she said, starting to circle me. "The past is a funny thing, isn't it?"

I scrunched my eyebrows. "What are you talking about?"

She laughed. "It's almost like everyone has shit to hide. But the funny thing about that is that shit never seems to stay hidden forever, am I right?"

"Um, I guess?"

She stopped in front of me. "You know, for a brainiac like you, you're kind of stupid sometimes."

My breath caught in my throat. I didn't care as much that she knew I was a "brainiac" as much as I cared how she found out. When I was in school, I was always called a nerd and a geek because I was good at school. I would constantly get some of the highest grades in the state-sometimes even the country-and when I couldn't take the teasing any longer, I started asking my parents for the top personal stylists-like the world famous Aphrodite-and I started trying to fail tests. And let me tell you, it's not a hard thing to do. So my biggest shock came the day that Luke asked me out. My first thought was I did it. I changed my image. But after our little failed-attempt of a date, I didn't know who I should be anymore. I didn't want to go back to being the nerd-loser but I didn't want to be seen as easy because I was beautiful but dumb. So instead I tried fading into the background.

I started doing poorly on tests not because I wanted to, but because I simply didn't care anymore. I still wore designer clothing but only because my parents seemed to actually be proud of me when I looked the part and wanted to show me off. But instead of breathing in the satisfied looks of boys when I'd walk passed them, I would just want to hide and scream 'Stop staring at me!'. But because I was still rich looking, they would still stare and boys would still try to hit on me which never made me feel safe. So that was probably when I first started hating the fact that I had rich parents. Sometimes I still wish I had just stayed a nerd. Maybe I wouldn't even be in this position right now if I still was.

I scrunched my eyebrows. "W-What are you talking about?"

She scuffled. "Oh, Annie, when I thought we would be great friends, I got curious about you. I wanted to know some of your history so we could have things to talk about. One of the things I ran into was your test scores. It seems like you were quite the student." For a moment, she actually looked genuinely impressed.

"Um, thanks."

She smirked. "But then, I ran into something else. Something rather..." She paused. "Interesting. Definitely something that would make you less than desirable if it were to get out in public. And I'm pretty sure the great Athena and Frederick Chase wouldn't be too pleased with their perfect daughter either."

At first I was confused. But then I realized something-the confidence in her eyes was back. She knew she had something over me-something big. I rigged my brain to try and figure out what it could be, and then I thought of something.

I gasped. Rachel noticed that I realized what she was talking about and literally laughed in that evil sort of way that you hear in movies.

She started to turn away. "I'll let you think of your options."

My mind suddenly cleared. No, I thought. I would not be pushed around by Rachel like this.

"No," I said firmly.

She looked back over her shoulder. "Excuse me?"

"No," I repeated. "Look, Rach-whore." I saw her eyes darken even more which actually gave me some satisfaction. "You can blackmail me all you want, but it's not going to work. You want a war? I'll give you a war."

I stomped away. I passed my table where my friends were all still laughing and gossiping. I passed the pool where some early morning swimmers were splashing in the sun. I passed loads of tourists who had their cameras out, ready for a picture when needed.

Oh, I'd give her a war. I'll give her the best damn war she's ever seen in her life.


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