Kory Willis

Michelle and I were tanning and the boys were surfing when our trip took a left turn. I didn't really know who they were at first, but they were down right crazy.

A white truck pulled onto the sand, and about four girls hopped out. Let me tell you, ew. The leader had enough makeup to cover the sun.

"Hi! We were wondering if you guys wanted to hang out!" The blonde said, and I shook my head,

"Private beach, leave." I said, and she snorted.

"Well, our friends are here, so why can't we?" she asked, waving at the ocean. I looked over, Percy, Kellam, Adam, and Thompson were surfing. Michelle took one look at the girl and laughed,

"What friends? As far as I'm concerned, we don't know you." She said, and put on her cover up.

"I met Jackson a few hours ago, and thought we could hang out." She said, as her little friends walked around, trying to act cool. I shook my head,

"Yeah, no. We're here on vacation, and it's just us. You should take your group of... plastics and get out." I said, just as the guys walked to shore.

"Hey! What do we have here?" He asked, leaning his board against the SUV,

"Hi, I'm Angela. I'm Jackson's friend." She said, and Adam looked at her weirdly.

"Who's Jackson?" He asked, she looked slightly shaken,

"Wait, so his name isn't Jackson? That ass!" she said, and went over to Percy. He was looking in the Hummer for more food. He completely ignored her when she stalked over.

Kellam and Thompson were laughing, and Adam was trying to hold his smile back. Then I saw something. I already knew about his tattoo, but on his back, there were faint white lines. Were his parents abusive?

I shook my head, clearing away all weird thoughts. That was his business, and I had no reason to meddle. The plastic followers of Angela started flirting with Kellam and Thompson. I had to try not to gag.

Suddenly, Michelle appeared beside me.

"We should pack everything and go to the mall." She said, and I nodded. It would help us get away from these stalkers. I nodded, and Adam gave her the 'you're crazy' look.

Percy continued to ignore Angela until he said,

"Oh my gods. Why do I care?" she grinned,

"We should totally hang out." He shook his head.

"Ha. No, Michelle has plans for us. Right?" He said, raising an eyebrow. She nodded,

"We're packing and going somewhere else." Michelle said, and nudged Adam. He raised an eyebrow,

"Wha-Oh!" He said, and started dismantling our (now empty) tent. The plastic girls whispered to each other, and made a game plan. They quickly left, and the beach was silent once again.

"Well! Let's pack!" Michelle yelled as she shook our towels out. The guys all protested, of course they would. Michelle glared, and sent them scurrying like mice.

In an hour, everything was done. We packed everything, and boarded the cars. This time, it was Michelle driving the Hummer with Adam and Kellam hostage, and I was driving the SUV with Percy and Thompson hostage.

It was crucial to keep in contact with each other because judging by the destination, there was a high chance of mutiny.

Michelle Byron

I was bombarded with "Are we there yet?" questions the entire way to the mall. Adam and Kellam were not the best car buddies. Of course, being in an indestructible car with a crazy girl, with no knowledge of the destination was kind of unsettling.

Pulling into the parking lot, I looked at the SUV, and Kory had everything under control. I looked to my right, and Kellam was glaring at me like there was no tomorrow.

"You threw us into the ocean." I said, and his glare faltered,

"But!"

"Nope." I said, and stored the keys in my purse. The doors to the Escalade (SUV) opened, and two very annoyed looking males came out. Kory was humming happily, and waved to me.

"We'll start their torture with a shopping spree, then buy them food. When that's done, we'll go to that drive in theater tonight. It's The Notebook today." Kory whispered to me, and I nodded. What a perfect way to enact revenge.

Our first stop was Juicy Couture, and as per usual, while we shopped, the boys sat outside. They each had some sort of gadget out. Percy and Kellam had their phones out, Adam magically transported his iPad from my bag into his hands, and Thompson was sleeping with earbuds in.

After going to Dooney and Bourke, Kory and I started dividing bags amongst people. I had Percy and Kellam as my slaves- I mean best friend bag holders, and Kory got Adam and Thompson.

We hit up Michael Kors, and that was when the boys decided to buy swim suits. So, after about two hours of shopping, the females won with twenty-two bags, against a meager seven.

Kory and I treated the boys to Outback for their hard work, holding 0.0005 oz. shopping bags. Once we sat down, the waiter was bombarded.

Adam wanted root beer, Kellam 'needed' Coke, and Percy 'was dying for' a Diet Coke (no ice, no straw, in a plastic cup). Thompson sat there,

"Water, extra ice, and lemons please." He said, glaring at the other guys. Once the waiter left, Kory blew up.

"This is a restaurant! Not a sports bar! You guys were all raised in wealthy homes, act like it! God, you guys are stupid. Except you, Thompson, everyone loves you." Thompson looked uneasy,

"Am I supposed to take that as a compliment or an insult to my manliness?" He asked, and we burst out laughing. Suddenly, Kellam stopped,

"Uh oh, female stalkers at three o'clock." He said, and I turned around, he was right. There they were. Angela and her plastics. She looked around, and spotted us,

"Oh hey guys! How are you? It's such a coincidence that we meet here! I mean, Ally, did you know they were going to be here?"

"Nope!" and completely fake blonde chirped,

"Did you know, Lindsay?" Angela asked, and one of her entourage replied negative. "We should pull a table up and eat with each other!" Angela said, and two waiters immediately pulled a table out.

We protested, but they just sat down and started their flirting. I glared,

"Don't you girls have to be somewhere? I don't know, stalking some celebrity?" I asked, and Angela smiled a fake smile,

"Oh no, it's kind of you to ask though! I was wondering," she pointed to Adam, "you."

"Uh, my name-"

"Doesn't matter!" Kory interjected. The two blondes in the group frowned, but Angela continued smiling,

"Anywho, I was wondering how all of you got so buff!" A few very feminine squeals erupted,

"Um. I play football, Thompson is a baseball player, Kellam plays tennis, and Percy swims?" He said, and I glared at him. I raised my hand,

"Waiter! I think we can order now! Split bill please! Just this line on." I said, drawing an imaginary line on the table. Kory looked at me,

"Michelle, what are we going to do with these," she looked at them, "dropouts?"

"We eat, pay for our food, then high tail our asses out of here." I whispered back, she nodded.

The boys all ordered huge platters of protein drenched in sauce; well over 800 calories each. They looked at Kory and me innocently,

"We're growing boys." Percy said, his puppy dog eyes on. I raised an eyebrow,

"No, you are not, but just this once." I said, and they high-fived in celebration. The stalker chicks were all fake laughing their little fake asses off, taking selfies of the entire group. Us included.

I groaned and ordered a grilled chicken breast; Kory didn't even bother ordering, she said she was going to eat off of everyone. We talked about school, life, and how everyone hated Dr. Op's class. Thankfully, the girls talked amongst themselves for the duration of dinner.

"I mean, who the heck has an essay assignment due on a Monday?!" Percy asked loudly, and we all burst out laughing. That had been one of our last assignments in school. Now we just went because... geez, even I didn't know that.

"I totally forgot to turn that in!" Kory laughed as she speared a few shrimp from Adam's plate, and took a chunk of steak from Percy. The entire dinner would consist of her getting dirty looks. Of course, the guys did keep ordering food because we were paying.

After paying for OUR bill, we snuck away and into the parking lot. I got into the Escalade this time, and Kory had the Hummer.

Once again, the "Are we there yet?" question came up. I ignored all protests and swearing when the drive in came into view. I looked in the rear view mirror, and saw the Hummer running smoothly. Kory was probably yelling at the guys on proper dinner etiquette. That or she was singing her Pythagorean Theorem song.

Once we reached the theater, all hell broke loose. I was subject to dirty words, whining, and more whining. I payed, and was handed a speaker to put into the dashboard. Kory and I had an entire game plan set out. We would put all of the crap into the Hummer, including the seats. Then we'd line the SUV with blankets, pillows, food, and tissues. The Notebook was a definite cry movie.

Perseus Jackson

We all sat down pretty angry. The girls had somehow gotten us into one of those drive-in theaters, I didn't even know still existed. Kellam was still cussing, and Thompson was glaring at everything.

Michelle and Kory took both of the speakers and put them into the back and front of the car. Then, when the sun set, the screen lit up.

I groaned along with Adam and started making myself a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. Yeah, I was pretty full, but I was bored.

~'~'~'~

Close to the middle of the movie, I heard sniffling coming from the female corner of the car. Squinting, I could make out Kory hugging Michelle, and both had tear streaked faces. I scoffed and looked over at Kellam. He and Thompson were watching with bored expressions, and Adam was getting misty eyed.

"Dude, are you crying?" I asked, poking his shoulder. He glared at me,

"It's allergies." He growled. I nodded, what was so weird about a 200 lb football player crying to The Notebook? Everything.

Close to the end of the movie, the girls were bawling, and Thompson was sniffing. Adam and Kellam were letting tears drip down their faces. Then there was me. I, the great Perseus Jackson, was crying to the Notebook.

Go ahead, laugh.

Now stop.

I sat there with Thompson, sobbing as the old man knelt next to the old lady. I didn't even know their names, but I was crying. I was pretty sure, all of the guys in this car had all insulted the conception of manliness.

When the movie ended, the guys were wiping final tears, but Kory and Michelle were still crying their eyes out. We men, if you could call us that anymore, moved everything back to it's designated position.

It was decided that Thompson and I would drive. After losing an intense round of rock-paper-scissors, I got to have the two bawling girls in the backseat of the SUV.

"Percy?" Michelle whimpered,

"Yeah?"

"Can you buy us chocolate?" She asked, and sniffled. "And a box of tissues?" I nodded,

"Sure, do you need anything else?" I asked, and she shook her head, but Kory sat up,

"Yes, a bottle of ice cold water, and Advil. My... head hurts." She muttered, and closed her eyes.

~'~'~'~

After making a few stops here and there, we were finally at the beach. There, was a sight to behold. The guys were fuming next to the Hummer, and on our campsite, there were three new tents.

"Percy, I can't walk. My feet hurt." Kory whined, so I pulled her onto my back.

"Oh hey guys!" A voice said from behind. We all turned around to see that Angela girl closing the door of her truck and walking towards the tents.

"What the hell is going on?" Adam seethed,

"Nothing. We decided to camp with you guys." She said, taking her sweater off. Underneath was some type of female garment. It had no sleeves, clung like spraypaint, and was bright pink. I heard Michelle mutter something about a slutty tube-top. Maybe that's what it was. She fluttered her eyelashes at Adam and skipped away.

"If I wasn't in this state," Kory growled, her nails digging painfully into my shoulder, "I would go kick all of their asses." The guys laughed, and Michelle sat down on one of the coolers.

"Well, I'm not going to let you guys book hotels, so we will be camping here. We'll just find a way to connect the tents." She announced, glaring at whomever tried to oppose her.

The tents were made to form a triangle. We connected the doors somehow, and made enough space so we could all sit down in the middle of the triangle and share a fire.

We were bothered a lot by Angela and Co. Like, a lot. If I hadn't held Michelle, and Thompson hadn't held Kory down, there wouldn't have been Angela and Co. come tomorrow morning.

This time, after eating burnt whatever, we did nothing. The six of us crammed into Adam and Kellam's tent, and we all did separate things. Adam and Thompson both had their iPads out and Kellam and I were on our phones. Michelle and Kory painted their toenails and fell asleep.

Only two days left of our "trip" left.

~'~'~'~

After losing midnight, one on one football with Adam, I was put on grocery duty.

I parked the Hummer at a Publix and walked in. Grabbing a cart, I tossed in a few bags of marshmallows and graham crackers. I threw in a couple two liters, and kept walking. That was when I heard tittering behind me. I continued my pace, but I knew it was the stalker chicks. Couldn't a guy buy lighters and marshmallows in peace?

After checking out, I loaded everything into my car, and closed the trunk. As soon as I turned around, a pair of lips smashed onto mine.

"Mph-WHOA!" I yelled, it was too dark to clearly see who was two inches from my face, but when I took a few steps back, I saw that it was that crazy Angela girl.

"Hi Percy. I know you don't have a girlfriend. I checked your Facebook." She giggled, applying some kind of glitter glue in a tube on her lips. It smelled like strawberries.

"Dude! That's not okay! Why are you stalking me?!" I demanded, and she flounced in a circle around me,

"Because! I love you! Don't you like me?" She whispered, placing a hand on my shoulder. I couldn't hurt a girl, so I went for the most humiliating, but best way out.

"You see, I don't have a girlfriend because... I'm gay." I whispered, brushing her hand off of my shoulder. Her eyes widened and she shook her head violently.

"What?! Why?! NO! My sisters and I know about the Annabeth girl!" She shrieked, morphing into a Scythian Dracaena.

"Whoa!" I yelled. Her skin was a murky green, and scaly now. Her two legs were snake tails, and stuck inside her mini shorts. A trident appeared in her hand, and she lunged.

I felt my pockets for Riptide, and uncapped it. She hissed at the gleaming Bronze, but continued her assault.

I ended up slicing into her waist. She went poof into a cloud of yellow sand. I spit on the ground, gagging at the amount of disintegrated monster in my mouth.

Driving back, I saw that the campsite had spread a bit more. I knew where Angela was, but her Co. was nowhere to be seen.

"Hey! Let's get a new fire started!" Kellam yelled at me. The girls were still in his and Adam's tent sleeping. Adam and Kellam got to sleep in the bright pink tent for the night.

I got the camera ready as they entered. Kellam was the first to run out after three seconds. Then came Adam.

"Can't... Breathe!" he choked out. I looked inside the tent,

There was a little air freshener that had a glass bottle of clear gold liquid being sprayed. They had air mattresses, memory foam pillows and bed toppers, and even an Easy Bake oven. Why did the girls get everything?

"Dude, all you have to do is get past the smell! Then you have comfort and brownies!" Thompson exclaimed, shaking his head.

I nodded,

"Yeah, we still have a few days left." I shrugged. The Kellam and Adam looked at me with wierd expressions,

"Do any of you know how to work and Easy Bake?" Adam asked, I shook my head, and Thompson shook his.

"How hard could it be? It was made for six year old girls!" Thompson said. I knew this wouldn't end very well, but I went with it.

"Yeah! They're just brownies!" Right?

Hahaha, no. Working an Easy Bake oven was like rocket science. You had to mix the crap, then stick it in the oven, and wait. I thought brownies just magically came out of the oven!

My life was a lie.

~'~'~'~

Around four in the morning, I woke up from an intense dream. I couldn't even remember what it was about, but I was sweating bullets. Thompson was still asleep, so I unzipped the front, and climbed out. The night air was slightly cold as I walked around.

I sat on the waterside, listening to the ocean. Asking for forgiveness from my father. I had left without so much as a good-bye. I had left everybody because of my own selfish idiocy.

My eyes prickled, I felt tears forming. Annabeth probably never wanted me to be like this. I heard a tent unzip,

"Percy?" A tired voice asked, I didn't respond. Soft footsteps padded over, and Michelle sat down. "Are you okay?" She asked, rubbing my back. I shook my head.

"Michelle, I lied to you." I muttered. She raised her eyebrows,

"About what?"

"Annabeth. She never really left me, she actually died. I was with her, and it kind of broke me." I thought she would huff and walk away, but instead, she hugged me.

"Percy, I understand. It's hard to forget memories like these, and it's even harder to talk about them. I just don't think Annabeth would want you to be like this. I'm sure she loved you a lot, and she wanted you to be happy." She sighed. I put my arms around her, letting the tears fall.

"I guess she would. I don't know if I'm allowed to date anymore or anything." I muttered. She let a little laugh out,

"Percy, that's the process. You have to remember her, but don't let her hold you down. Annabeth would never have wanted that." It was like she knew her from another life. "You loved her right? Well, Percy. You have to live your life. She lived hers, and you know what? She'll always be with you in your heart."

I nodded, and pulled her into my arms, breathing in her fresh floral scent. She hugged me again and walked back to her tent.

I stayed, looking out towards my dad's domain. I looked to the sky, the clouds making a halo around the moon. I closed my eyes.

"Athena, please forgive me for your daughter's fate... I should have been the one to go." I whispered. I found Zoe's constellation. She seemed so happy next to the other constellations.

I got up after a bit, and went back into the tent. It was around six when I did.