A/N: Wow guys, it's been a LONG time since I last updated. I'm not gonna make any excuses, but for a little while I was undecided whether I was going to continue with this story or not. Not because of the criticism I received before, I can take it, but because I get bored like realllllllllly easily. That being said, I looked at my reviews on my phone to decide and I decided I couldn't let you guys hanging. I would have hated it if someone did it to me. Granted, this chapter is about a week after I wanted to upload it, but it's not my fault! My town was hit by hurricane Sandy pretty badly and I haven't had school since October 26th and won't be going back till November 6th. Nevertheless, my wifi hasn't been working -_- Free time= me writing. So I guess it's kind of bittersweet for me. Anyways, without further adue:

Chapter 9

I awoke to the sight of streams of light shining through my window curtains. I stretched my arms above my head and let out a big yawn. I thought back to yesterday and couldn't help the smile that made its way across my face. Even my brain had nothing to say about it. I looked at my phone laying on my bedside table.

Good Morning:)

I smiled again, and was about to type a swift reply of "Good Morning" when my mom barged through the room.

"Annabeth! Dear! I overslept! Get out of bed right now and get dressed before we're late! Go downstairs to get some food from the buffet. I'll meet you down there with everyone when I finish helping the boys get ready! Please hurry!"

"What are we going to be late for?" I asked slowly

"Come on, Annabeth! Out of bed now!"

"Mom, you didn't answer my question!"

"We're going parasailing at 9 o clock sharp, oh, and look at that it's 8:15 already!" My mom said with a crazed look on her face.

"Okay, mom let me go get ready, and you worry about the boys." I said while rubbing the sleep out of my eyes and running my fingers through my hair.

She ran out of the door and yelled behind her, "BOYS GET YOUR LAZY BUTTS OUT OF BED, NOW!" I heard a groan in response. I smiled, some things never change.

I put my feet down on the wooden floor and walked into my bathroom. I looked into the mirror, and boy, I looked like hell. I splashed cold water on my face and tried not to think about how I looked like a zombie. I pulled on my light blue halter bikini and my Columbia tshirt and jean shorts. I went to my dresser mirror and tied my long, blonde hair into a side braid and grabbed my phone and shoved it into my pocket. I walked out of my room and yelled out "Going for breakfast, okay mom?"

She called back, "Ye- Matthew sto-pulling away!"

"No! I like my hair messed up like this! This one girl in my class last year said it looked sexy like that!"

"What!? You were in the second grade!" My mom said.

"MOM!" I yelled getting the attention back to me.

"Oh right, sorry honey, your dad will be down in a little, he's just finishing up."

"Okay, bye" I said while walking out of the apartment door while taking my room key off the kitchen table. As soon as I was going to close the door I heard a shriek from Mathew.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

I walked down the carpeted hallway slowly and pressed the down button on the elevator. I wasn't hungry after that big meal last night with everyone, so I decided to just have a cinnamon roll. I frigging LOVE cinnamon rolls. The door dinged open and I pressed the cold round button that said 1*. I waited and soon enough I was at the ground level with he buffet before me. It had tons of food, but I only wanted one thing: cinnamon rolls. I scoped out the place, and I found them right next to a boy with shaggy blonde hair. Now, you see my mind doesn't think correctly around cinnamon rolls, so I walked right up to the stack of plates and right up to the cinnamon roll and plopped one right on the white plate.

"Oh hey, Annabeth." The blonde haired boy looked down at me. Recognition crossed my face and then disgust.

"Luke" I said coldly.

"Guess you like cinnamon rolls." He said while nodding his head to the cinnamon roll resting on my plate.

"Congratulations, you have eyes." I said annoyed. His mouth went from a satisfied smirk to a deep frown. I walked away and sat down to enjoy my cinnamon roll in peace. Just then a flash of red hair walked behind me.

"Oh my god, like did you see? She eats SO much."

A voice whispered back to her in an agreeing tone.

"I know! Do you know how much carbs are in cinnamon rolls." She said the words like they were a sort of contagious disease. I looked up at her and glared. She looked down at me and rolled her eyes and walked away, swaying her hips too much as she walked away.

"Hey, honey. You ready for an awesome day?" A voice said while plopping down next to me.

"Yeah Dad, can't wait to leave the hotel" I said with fake excitement in my voice.

After ten more minutes of trying to not let my mind wonder to Rachel and her bichiness while my dad got his breakfast, Mathew, Bobby and my mom came from the elevator. Thank the Lord.

"You ready to go sweetheart?" She said while looking at me. I nodded in response.

"Doesn't Mathew and Bobby have to eat?" I asked.

"They'll have a big lunch, they're not much breakfast people anyways, right boys?"

"No." They said in union.

"Well you should have thought about that before giving me a hard time this morning." She said with a half annoyed, half angry look on her face.

"Now where's your father?" She asked while looking around the room. My dad came walking back with two croissants. He handed one each to the boys and they gladly accepted.

"Right here honey, let's go, it's 8:45." He said while looking down at his watch.

We got a shuttle from the hotel to the beach place thang and looked out at the beach. It was so pretty, the color a bright blue-green. Once again, it reminded me of Percy. Oh yeah, he's having dinner with us tonight. God, I was so tired last night I didn't even have time to beg for my mom to not be embarrassing, or tell him that he really doesn't want to come and he would much rather go out with Nico and Grover. I sighed thinking of tonight's dinner to come. The wind rustled my hair and blew a few strands into my face. I tucked them behind my ear and slipped off my flip flops and let my feet feel the warmth of the sand.

"Parasailing is starting in two minutes! If you want to parasail better come down now!" I looked at the contraption he was pointing to. I thought of how high in the air I was going to be going. My parents and brothers came up behind me and started walking towards the man.

"Do you guys want to go parasailing too?" He asked towards us.

"Yes, five please." My dad called out. The man then proceeded to tell us about what to do and safety procedures that I totally spaced out during.

"Okay, now there are only two people on one parasail, so if you'd like to go with someone please stand near them."

I looked around at people getting into groups of two. My brother stood next to Mathew and my father next to Bobby. Figures, I wouldn't trust both of them alone in a parasail either. Just then a finger tapped my shoulder. I turned around and it was, just my luck, Luke. He smile down at me and I glared. Does he like freaking follow me or something?

"We meet again." He said staring into my eyes.

"Unfortunately." I said fixing my gaze to a nearby palm tree.

"Well, I couldn't help, but notice that you don't have a partner to go on the parasail with. It's your lucky day. I don't either." He said while giving me a warm smile. Drop the act, I thought.

"They have single parasails." I said in a challenging tone.

"The guy said he only has doubles. Maybe if you were listening instead of staring into space you'd know that." He said his tone changing nastily.

I blushed red. "Fine, whatever, I'll go on with you." I said unhappily.

After an unpleasant ride of him bombarding me with questions, mostly about where I live and personal things, and me brushing them off and giving him fake answers, and the occasional slapping his hand off of me when he tried to hold it, we made our way back to the shuttle.

"Annabeth, how was your ride? I'm so sorry that we left you partnerless! I mean, I guess it's just one of the down faults of having an odd number of people in the family."

"Yeah, it definitely is." I said back.

"Was that boy bothering you? You kno-"

"Fredrick!" My mother called out in a warning tone.

"It was fine, dad. Promise." I said reassuringly.

"Well, if you say so."

The shuttle back home was better than my parasailing ride let me tell you that. No Luke anywhere to be seen and I was left alone to my thoughts and to look outside the window to see the beautiful Hawaiian scenery. The shuttle stopped and I made my way out where my parents and Bobby and Mathew were waiting for me.

"Where are we going now?" I asked my parents.

"Well it's 10:30 now, so that leaves us a little while before our next activity." He answered promptly.

"Which is…" I said trailing off waiting for him to finish it.

"Which is we are going to zipline through a waterfall and some beautiful scenery." He said proudly.

Wow, I can't wait. That's going to be amazing. The breathtaking waterfalls and the land, and the trees, and now I'm rambling.

"Let's just go lay down on the beach for a little bit. Give us a break in between." My mom said while walking towards the beach in the near distance.

"Sounds good to me." I said while following her.

My mom put down five towels and I layed down on my back and put on my sunglasses and closed my eyes. You see I'm one of those people that doesn't have to put on sunscreen or anything because my skin just doesn't burn.

I relaxed for a few minutes before my mom handed me a book. It read The Summer I Turned Pretty. I picked it up and read the whole thing by the time we were ready to go for ziplining. Wow, it was a really good book. I definitely recommend it to anyone. My mom told me it was a trilogy. I can't wait to read the other two!

SORRY BUT I DON'T FEEL LIKE WRITING ABOUT HER ZIPLINING SO HERE YA GO:

Wow, that was amazing I thought to myself. Everything was just breathtakingly beautiful from the waterfall to some of the wildlife we saw. A smile was plastered across my face the whole time. That is definitely going to be one of my top moments from this vacation.

When we got back to the hotel it was 3 o clock. And I wish I could tell you about another fun adventure I did, but do you know what I did? I napped. I napped till about 5 o clock when my mom told me to get up and start getting ready for dinner. Oh yeah, dinner, I thought glumly. I frowned. Mom looked down at me and told me to text Percy and tell him to meet us at the hotel's restaurant.

Hey meet us at the hotel's restaurant at 6 for dinner

Okay I'll be there

I shut my phone and went into my closet to see what to wear. Nope, nope, HELL no, um maybe, possibly, NO, and then I came across something perfect. I didn't pack it, but my mother must have. It was a pretty white lace sundress that I'd gotten before we left California. I didn't really think I'd have an occasion to wear it to, but I guess my mom thought it through better than I did. I hopped into the shower and took a long, nice hot, shower before coming out. I tied my hair up on top of my hair so it wouldn't get anything wet and slipped on my dress. It really was stunning. I put on ballet flats and waited for my hair to dry. After about another half hour of complete boredom, I French braided my hair from either side and into a donut bun in the back. ( Like kinda started from either side of her face French braiding and then tied them together kinda with a donut bun) Overall, I thought I looked pretty good. My hair was out of my face and my neck felt cool with the absence, my now darkly tanned skin contrasted greatly between the white and white lace of the dress, and the dress was just the right length. I looked at the time. 6:50. Turns out I was the last one done. Frigging hair. I walked out into the living room to find them all watching TV waiting for me.

I coughed. "Oh honey, you look beautiful." My mom gushed.

"Thanks, but it's 6:50, shouldn't we leave.." No one moved. "Like NOW."

"Oh, oh yes, come on Fredrick, boys, let's go."

This should be an interesting night.