Percy's POV
"Just dandy, just oh so dandy." I fumed at nobody in particular. Just great. We had lost are only cover. Why does it happen to me? Well only me to answer that. I was currently in the second floor of my room. Yes, there is a second floor, Chaos expanded it for us. While I was lost in my thoughts of why everything happened to me, little did I know there was a rebellion in the midst.
Allison's POV
So that was him. The great Percy Jackson. I could now see why he was admired. He had a good sense of confidense.
"Wow" Marcus said. "He actually came back! The retard. Any time but now would be great. There goes any chances of winning. He is probably going to balls it up." Then he went into this long rant on how he was going to save the world and it ending it with kissing Annabeth. While Marcus was on the part of him tragically faking his death, Tom gestured towards the woods. I shot him a quizzical glance. Why I wondered. Well anything was practically better than listening to Marcus on his fantasy day dreams.
"Hey Marcus," Tom asked and Marcus stopped ranting on his kiss with Annabeth, "I'm going into the woods to show Allison my new darkness trick. Why don't you try to get some dirt on Jackson." Like that would work. Marcus just about never takes orders from anybody else except Annabeth and him self of course. So I was surprised when he said
"Get dirt on Jackson, sure. That's perfect! I'll challenge him to a duel. Than we'll see who is really mightier, which is obviously me." He stated proudly. I guess he guessing to show Annabeth that he was better than Percy Jackson. With that he sped off.
"So why are we going into the forest?" I asked.
"We must not be over heard." He stated simply.
"Well I figured that much." said I angrily. Gods, I'm smart.
"Now." And with that he pushed me into the mass of green.
"Hey what was that about?" I asked while my pusher was entering right in back of me. Luckily I didn't fall on a root. We weren't that far in the forest where the roots show.
"Nobody was looking and if I told you it would've been to late." And with that he pulled me to Zeus's Fist.
When we got seated I asked him the question that had been bugging me the whole time.
"What is this about." He didn't answer my question right away. He looked at me than suddenly broke all eye contact and he replied.
"Percy and Marcus." I was taken aback. I didn't expect anything like this. Maybe I had expected it but not all this soon.
"Wh-What about them?" I stuttered.
"Who are you going to chose?" I looked at him. He sighed. " I mean now that we know that Percy isn't such a bad guy what should we do? Keep our selves with Marcus or go and try to say sorry to Percy." I thought a bout it. You see I never had actually met him before. I just took Marcus's word for it. I know seeing him now shows me that he is nothing like that at all. But in my defense you sort of have to trust the only source you got. And I trusted him completely. Like a Kindergartener to a Teacher. You trusted everything, only to realize that not everything isn't what it seems. The teacher said it was a small world, only to realize that your best friend moved to New Jersey while you were in California. That's more that one thousand mile! Well it felt like the 'special' exceptions were coming back to hit me on the face.
"Well trying to say sorry right now to Percy probably wouldn't be the best thing to do right now. I mean with having to reveal his identity and all." I said and Tom nodded his head in agreement.
"I think we should wait things out. What about you Tom?"
"Right with ya Allison." He replied and with that we went down to find Marcus. My head swimming with thought on the new Percy Jackson and on who I really supported now.
