Been a long time, hasn't it?

Heh... don't hurt me :D

I've been so busy. I have had tons of school finals to study for, and I auditioned for the school musical (got the lead female role, which I'm still in shock about!). attempted NaNoWriMo this year. I failed miserably at 20-something thousand words. Eh. Maybe next year.

Anywho, here is chapter 10. :D

Percy Jackson/Logan Lerman
Annabeth Chase/Alexandra Daddario
Young Percy Jackson/Liam James
Young Annabeth Chase/Morgan Lily

Percy Jackson and the Olympians:

The Sea of Monsters

I slowly pushed open the tent flap on Annabeth's tent. It was too dark to see inside, and when I took a step in, I ran into something metal and tripped, slamming into something else that crashed to the floor with a low 'thud.' I froze and listened. Annabeth was still breathing heavily, so I knew she was still asleep. I stepped closer and peered around a corner to see her sitting at a table with her head and arms lying on a bunch of papers spread out around her. She was wearing a dirty, white, short-sleeved t-shirt that had a hole in the sleeve. It looked like it was charred around the edges. A candle was resting by her elbow, casting an orange, flickering glow in a circle.

I stopped. Annabeth looked pretty when she slept. The angry, intimidating look that was on her face when I last saw her had disappeared. She looked happy and 10 years younger.

I started to imagine her as a little kid. I could see her running around and jumping in leaves, waving at her parents and then diving into a pool, and sitting at a desk in an elementary school, talking to friends. Then I thought of my own childhood. I saw myself sitting on a dusty couch late at night when my tired mom got home from work, me punching a kid in the nose because he was mocking my family, us moving, Gabe Ugliano yelling at my mom while I hid under the table, me standing alone on the playground.

I shook myself out of it, my vision returning to Annabeth sleeping with her head on the table. I squatted down, bracing myself with my hands on my knees, and put my face next to hers.

"Annabeth," I whispered. "Annabeth, wake up." She slowly opened her eyes and peered into the darkness.

"Percy?" she asked. "What are you doing in here?"

"It's time to go," I replied.

Annabeth sat up and remembered she was angry with me. She narrowed her eyes.

"I'm going alone, remember?" she snapped.

"That boat is as much mine as it is yours," I said. "Plus, I'm the son of Poseidon here. My dad hates you."

"Did you just wake me up to insult me?"

I shook my head and took a deep breath.

"No," I said. "Hermes came to see me. Annabeth, we gotta go. Like now." I noticed the papers that were on the table. I glanced at Annabeth questioningly and reached over, pulling out a couple of the papers from under her arms. She rolled her eyes and stood up, walking away. I looked at the papers in my hand.

"Annabeth, what is all this?"

Annabeth returned with a backpack and reached into a chest by her bed. She pulled out clothes and supplies and stuffed things into her bag.

"It's nothing, Percy," she said simply, grabbing the papers out of my hand and combing them with the ones on the table. She pushed them all into a stack and stuck them inside her bag. She pulled on a jean jacket over her grimy t-shirt and shouldered the backpack.

"Are you gonna just stand there, or what?" she asked. "We have a camp to save." She stared at me. I smiled. She started to smile, then shook her head and glared at me. She pushed past me and walked out of her tent.

"Annabeth, wait up!" I said as I burst through the tent flap, tripping over something and almost falling. Annabeth was walking quickly away. I followed her.

(The 2 demigods continue until they're off-camera. The tent is still seen. Clarisse emerges from behind the tent, glaring after Percy and Annabeth. Black out.)

Short, I know. But I needed to get this scene in there. HAPPY HOLIDAYS!

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