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I leaned against the headboard of my bed, reading my architecture book. I know, I know, how boring is that, but personally, I really liked it. Of course, I was also too lazy to do anything else.

Just then, someone burst into the cabin and of course it was Percy.

"Hey Annabeth," he grinned at me, and I felt my stomach doing a flip. God why did he have to be so good looking? And yet that idiot didn't even know it. The way his untamed midnight hair was messy, but so endearing and his amazing, carefree, sea green eyes.

"Hey," I answered, trying to sound casual, and like I wasn't just thinking about his looks.

"Want to go sword fighting?" he asked "I'll go easy on you."

I raised an eyebrow, though I knew he was doing it just so I would accept the challenge.

"What makes you think you can beat me all the sudden?"

He waved it off, "Oh nothing, I know I can beat you."

I was about to make a smart remark, when I suddenly noticed something red on his back. I threw down my book and walked over to him, touching his back. Percy jumped, wincing.

"Percy!" I took my hand away, which was now traced with blood "what happened?!" I demanded.

Percy ruffled his hair "Oh nothing, I just went to the woods, fought a monster, probably got hurt."

"Probably? Probably?" I felt myself growing angry "You're bleeding! You could get an infection, loose blood, and-and"

"Annabeth, it's fine, I'll just get a band-aid or something," Percy smirked. But I wasn't having it.

"Take your shirt off," I demanded.

Percy titled his head "What?"

"I said, take your shirt off."

He groaned "Annabeth…"

"Percy Jackson, I swear—"

"Ok, ok!" he lifted his hands up in surrender, and reluctantly pulled his shirt off his head.

My eyes bulged out of their sockets. Since when did this dude get ripped? I couldn't help but notice his 8 pack, and arm muscles that flexed as he put them down again.

"Annabeth? Annabeth? Annabeth!"

I shook my head as Percy waved his hands in front of my face. I felt my brain turning into mush.

Suddenly, he smirked "Where you…checking me out?"

I gulped, trying to dry my throat "I, uh, umm…"

"You were!" Percy doubled over laughing and I snapped out of my trance, glaring at him.

"It's ok Annabeth, you don't have to be shy…" he grinned at me, waggling his eyebrows.

"I wasn't checking you out Percy!" I protested "I was just umm, seeing where your bruise was."

Percy raised his eyebrows "oh? But in the beginning, when you touched my back, blood came. There wasn't any blood in the front though, so obviously a smart, daughter of Athena like you would know to look for bruises on the back."

I was quiet for a second.

"Shut up and turn around Percy,"

MYSTERY QUESTION:

The Titan's Curse: When Apollo helps Percy on his quest, he (Apollo) is incognito and has a fake name. What is his fake name?