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Chapter Two

Andee Has a Vision About Giant Cows

We got to my mom's car and my mom gave me a look, clearly asking who the girl with me was. "Andee, this is my mom, and mom, this is Andee…"

"le Fay," Grover and Andee finished in unison.

"Yeah, Andee le Fay. You don't mind if she catches a ride with us, do you?"

"I thought I was taking you to camp," my mom stated, giving me a look that clearly told me that she wasn't comfortable having a regular person in the car when we were heading to camp.

"Well, Mrs. Jackson, the thing is, I'm a demigod like your son, so he sees fit to literally kidnap me and drag me to the camp against my will," Andee said, smiling innocently at my mother.

"She's joking," I said, giving Andee a hard look.

"In that case, hop in Andee. And please, call me Sally," my mom said and Andee thanked her quietly and slid into the backseat of the car beside Grover. I sat down in the passenger seat, dumping my backpack on the floor.

"Do up your seatbelt, Percy," Andee and my mom said in unison. I looked at them both as my mom looked at Andee strangely, clearly wondering how she knew what my mother was going to say.

"Sorry, I do that sometimes," Andee mumbled, bringing her legs onto the car seat so she could sit cross-legged. "But you really should do up your seatbelt, Percy."

"I don't think it really matters in the long run," I told her.

"Actually, it could be the very thing that saves you from dying – trust me, I know this from first-hand experience. But, it's your life, so whatever," she said and I sighed, folding under her pressure and buckling my seatbelt. She didn't look up but she smirked when she heard it click in place.

My mom started driving and I watched from the side mirror as Andee brought her bag onto her lap. She opened it and stuck her arms in, obviously trying to find something. She ended up sticking her whole head in the bag, trying to find something. The bag was practically swallowing her – and it wasn't a big bag – and it made me wonder how big it really was on the inside. "It's a magic item – it's much bigger on the inside than it looks on the outside, and I can change how it looks with a touch of my hand. My dad gave it to me."

"How did you know –"

"I just know things," she said simply, pulling a few miscellaneous objects out of her bag. The first thing she took out was a golden bow with engravings all over it, and matching golden arrows in an over-the-shoulder quiver. The last thing she took out was a book with a black cover and her name engraved on the front in fancy gold cursive.

"You're an archer?" I asked as she began to arm herself, slinging the arrows and the bow over her shoulders.

She gave me a look. "I'm the daughter of Apollo, what was your first clue?"

"But then why do you have a dagger too?"

"So that when people attack me or try to force me to do things I don't want to do – much like what has transpired here – I have something to defend myself with," Andee said in an attempt to get me to shut up.

"So your father is Apollo?" my mom asked, trying to play the peacekeeper, as she always did, but I had a strange feeling that my mom liked her. She wouldn't be trying to get to know her, otherwise.

"Yup, and my grandpa is Zeus," Andee said casually. My mom's reaction was priceless.

"So you're not an ordinary half-blood, I take it?" my mom asked.

"Technically, I'm a three-quarter blood," Andee answered.

"And you've never been to Camp Half-Blood?"

"I actually live in Vancouver – the one in Canada, not Washington – and my aunt trained me there. There aren't nearly as many monsters there as there is here. I was just here on a field trip with my school, and then your son kidnapped me," Andee answered before reaching over and grabbing the book, sketching inside with markers she had taken out of her bag as she hummed quietly to herself. I glanced back and the pages splashed with color, portraying all sorts of action – fights with monsters, running, dancing.

All of a sudden, she began to blink rapidly and shake her head slightly. She looked down at the page and her eyes widened. "Di immortales!"

"What's the matter?" I asked, twisting around in my seat as she looked around frantically. I happened to catch a glance of her drawing right before she slammed the book shut. There was a picture depicting a blonde girl and a black-haired guy fighting three minotaurs.

"Monsters. Right outside," she mumbled distractedly, shoving it into her bag. She looked around the car before quickly rolling down one of the windows and started climbing out. "Well, get up here, Jackson!"

She hoisted herself up and disappeared on the top of the roof. I climbed up as well and nearly had a heart attack when I saw that her picture had been completely accurate – we were being attacked by three minotaurs. I hated minotaurs ever since they attacked when my mom, Grover and I came to camp for the first time, and kidnapped my mom for Hades.

Grover poked his head out of the window and bleated in fright before ducking back inside. Andee swung over to the driver's side of the car so she was hanging off, and said something to my mom as I tried to maintain my balance and unsheathed my sword. She came back and I was about to leap off to start attacking but she swung her arm out in front of me.

"Always wait for them to make the first move," she said calmly, preparing her bow and arrow and getting her body into perfect defensive form. She closed one eye and scrunched her face a little as she focused on her target. So we stood on top of a speeding car, trying to keep our balance as we waited to be attacked by three giant, brutal, vicious monsters. Yup, this is exactly how I imagined my afternoon would go.

The sad thing is that I wasn't even being sarcastic.

One of the minotaurs roared loudly, which I guess was a threat in Minotaur language. Andee looked over at me before calmly saying, "Now." She shot an arrow at one and hit it right where its heart would be and it evaporated in a gold mist. The other two roared in anger at the loss of their brother, friend, or whatever it was, and dived at us. Luckily we both rolled onto the road at the same time, leaving the two minotaurs to slam against the car, leaving two huge indents in the bumper.

We were both fighting one, neither of us more successful than the other. All of a sudden I heard cheering and saw that Andee was riding on the neck of the minotaur that she was supposed to be battling. She grabbed one of her arrows and stabbed the minotaur in the side of the head, letting it turn to dust underneath her.

She fell to the ground and I could hear a thud followed by a sickening series of cracks, and when I looked over at her, her limbs were jutting out in weird ways that I knew couldn't be natural. But she somehow managed to push herself up into a sitting position and start putting each bone back into place. She grimaced at each bone being reconnected, giving a little gasp of pain each time.

I was so astonished by this that I had completely forgotten about the minotaur that I was supposed to be fighting.

"Percy! Watch out!" Andee yelled and I dropped to the ground and rolled out of the way, hopping back to my feet and stabbing the minotaur in the leg, watching it explode into a shower of gold dust, just like the others. "Maybe next time you can give me my dagger back before we start fighting." I handed her knife back to her and she caught it, quickly tucking it into the waist of her shorts. "Now go – I'm make sure the coast is clear. Tell your mom to keep driving once you're in the car."

"Not without you."

"Trust me, I'll be able to catch up. I just need to make sure it's safe," she said and I nodded cautiously, not sure if this was such a good idea. "Just go already, I'll be fine."

I jogged over to the car and relayed what Andee had told me to my mom and Grover. My mom stepped on the gas, going a lot faster than I had expected her to go. I twisted once more to see if Andee was following, but she was nowhere in sight.

What if she wasn't okay after all? What if more monsters had appeared and were attacking her and she could fight them all off? What if she was dead?

That's when I saw her sprinting towards the car. She jumped and landed on top of the car with a thud, throwing herself through the window and landing in her seat, looking as if she hadn't just caught up with a speeding car. "Well, that was fun."

We arrived at Half-Blood Hill in one piece about twenty minutes later and we all piled out of the car. I said a quick goodbye to my mom, promising to IM (Iris-message) her every week or so to check in before Grover and I showed Andee the way through the barrier and into Camp Half-Blood. We took her to the Big House where Chiron liked to initially talk to all the new campers. I knocked on the door and he came out in full centaur form as Andee wandered around the front porch, taking in everything.

"Welcome back, Percy and Grover. Am I to assume your journey was alright?"

"Well, if we don't count the three minotaurs that attacked us on the way here, I'd have to say it wasn't half-bad," I informed him and he smiled in response before his eyes landed on Andee.

"Andee! What a surprise to see you here!" Chiron said, grabbing her attention.

"It's a surprise to me too, seeing as I was basically kidnapped and then forced to fight minotaurs to save everyone's asses," Andee said, folding her arms over her chest. "But it's good to see you, Chiron."

He smiled. "It's nice to see you as well, Andee. I think the best idea would be for you to train on your normal schedule, instead of the camp's. I may have you come help with certain classes, though. How does that sound?"

"Lovely."

"Excellent. Now, I think Percy can give you a tour of the grounds, correct?" Chiron asked and I nodded. "Excellent. Don't forget to show her to her cabin – it's been requested that she stay in her grandfather's cabin."

"Can't somebody else give me the tour?" Andee begged. "I mean, what about Grover? I like Grover."

"Percy will give you the tour, Andee," Chiron said strictly, giving her a look.

"Chiron."

"Andee, you will do as I say."

"Fine," she said through gritted teeth, running a hand through her hair in agitation.

I led Andee around the camp ground, giving her a running commentary. I showed her the volleyball courts, the Big House, the infirmary, the strawberry fields, the armory, the stables, the arena, the arts and crafts area, the canoe lake, the amphitheater, the climbing wall, the mess hall and finally, the cabins.

"So these are the cabins and they're arranged like the thrones –"

"- Olympus," Andee finished, looking at them all. "I've been to Olympus more times than I can count."

Each cabin was vastly different, all being representations of the godly parent they represented. I was in Poseidon's Cabin (cabin 3), which was a built low and faced the ocean. It was made of sea stone with pieces of coral and seashell embedded in the outside walls. There was also a trident with a big number 3 over top of it.

Andee would be staying in Zeus' Cabin, which was a huge marble building that looked like a mausoleum to me. It had big, heavy columns holding it up, and big bronze double doors that made it look like there was lightning passing through. It was kind of an annoying cabin, because it thundered all the time.

So I pointed out hers out and she looked at me in astonishment. "That is all mine?" she asked, sounding impressed. I nodded. She pulled the big doors open and went inside, but I stayed in the doorway, propping a door open. I figured it was best not to tempt Zeus by going inside. We didn't really get along all that well.

She stood in the middle of the room, looking around before diving on to one of the beds, lying across it spread-eagled. "This is so comfy," she exclaimed, moaning when she said the word 'so'. My face started burning when she did that.

I looked around the room, trying to focus on something other than Andee's moan to stop my blushing. I had never been in here before – for obvious reasons – and it was pretty impressive. It had a huge dome-shaped ceiling decorated with paintings of cloudy skies and thunder bolts. There was an old-fashioned statue of Zeus in the center of the room, and a few golden eagle statues hidden in the alcoves along the sides. There were only four beds in the room. Each was a gold four poster bed with posts that looked like lightning rods and grey duvets that looked like storm clouds.

Andee jumped back up and started running her hands over the desk and wardrobe behind her bed. "And this is supposed to be camp?" I nodded again. "Well, I should've started camping a long time ago."

"Dinner's starting soon if you want to see more of the camp along the way," I suggested and she nodded, looking like she was suppressing a smile. She dropped her bag on the bed and walked back out the door with me. On our way to the mess hall, Andee was tackled from the side by a blonde blue and almost fell over.

"Andee!"

"Annabeth!"

The two girls squealed and embraced each other tightly before holding each other at arm's length and talking at a mile per minute. I'm not even sure how they could understand one another over each other's voice. I think they may have been catching up, but I really couldn't tell. Grover, who had been with Annabeth, came and stood by me, looking as awkward as I felt.

"The Dream Team is reunited at last!" Andee exclaimed, laughing along with Annabeth. They were laughing and talking, although I was pretty sure none of it was understandable to any guy. I think guys' hearing was on a different wavelength.

"Are you getting any of this?" I asked Grover.

He shook his head. "As far as I can tell, they knew each other before this."

"You know," I interrupted the two girls, "dinner is starting soon."

"Then that is where we should go!" Andee said matter-of-factly, skipping ahead with Annabeth even though she had only been to the mess hall once. Once they were far enough away, Grover decided to strike up a conversation that definitely wasn't meant for their ears.

"You have it bad for her, don't you?"

"What? I don't know what you're talking about," I lied, because I really liked her. Like, really liked her. There was just something about her…she was different. And I know that sounded cliché, but it was true. I couldn't help being attractive to that beautiful, quirky, stubborn and possibly, insane girl.

"Sure you don't," Grover rolled his eyes at me. "It's not like I can read your emotions or anything."

"Okay, you win – I like Andee," I admitted. "Not that it matters, because she would never like someone like me." I wasn't popular, I wasn't cool, and I wasn't really good looking…what reason could she possibly have to like me?

"I wouldn't be too sure about that," Grover said quietly. "She's trying a little too hard to hate you."

"Hey! You two! What is taking so long?" Andee called back at us. "Get your butts up here!"

Grover and I jogged to catch up with them, just to find them talking to each other in hushed tones.

"…tell you something in private later – it's really important, but no one else can hear it," Andee said quietly and went quiet just as fast. She turned back to us and smiled. "So I guess we'll all just head over to dinner then."

We all walked over to the mess hall and divided into our respective groups. Annabeth headed to the Athena table and Grover over to Dionysus' table with Andee following close behind him. She stopped and talked to Mr. D for a few minutes, even making him laugh before stopped at the Aphrodite table to quickly talk with Silena Beauregard. She also stopped at the Apollo table where Lee Fletcher leapt to his feet and wrapped his arms around her, squeezing her tightly. He pecked her on the top of the head before he'd let her sit down.

Lee was a son of Apollo and one of the biggest heartthrobs at camp. He had dated a lot of the girls residing at camp, not to mention the many others outside of camp as well. He was tall and tanned with bleach blonde hair and blue eyes. He had a lot of muscle and was always showing his bright white teeth when he smiled, even more so whenever any of the female population of camp was around. He was like a walking ad for teeth whitening strips (although I'm sure his perfectly white teeth were all natural).

Andee was making a big show of laughing at her table and glaring over at me. She whispered something to Lee and he glanced over at me as well, before turning back to her and taking quietly with her. Once dinner was done, everyone began to head back to their cabins or other areas of the camp to fit in a few more activities before curfew. Chiron called over Lee, Andee, Annabeth and Silena, muttering something to them and they all needed, leaving the mess hall together.

I know I shouldn't have, but I followed them. I knew that whatever they were going to talk about was probably private, but I felt like I needed to know what it was. Once they were almost out of eyesight, I got up and followed behind them, making sure I kept a good distance between us.

They all filed into the Zeus cabin and Andee closed the door behind them. I ran up once I was sure no one would see me and pressed myself against the cabin, trying to catch a tidbit of what they were saying.

I could hear someone strumming a guitar gently in the background in what seemed to be an absent-minded way.

"…you don't get it! He's the one! He's the one from the Prophecy!" I heard Andee exclaim.

"That's what you said about Lucas, too," Lee pointed.

"No, dad said that. I have never said anything of the sort," Andee argued. "I really didn't even like him all that much."

"It's a definite possibility that he is," Selina spoke up, her voice airy and melodic. "My mother has expressed a particular…interest in him. Besides, the Fates love to repeat history. It would make perfect sense."

"See?"

"But couldn't you just be thinking this because you have feelings for him?" Annabeth asked.

"Well, of course I'm saying it because of that! It would literally make no sense otherwise!" You could hear the frustration in her voice. "Between the name and the things I'm feeling that I don't really feel like sharing, I know it's him."

"I agree with Andee," Silena said. "It makes sense. I mean, why would she be here otherwise?"

"Well if he is the one, he's just going to hurt you," Lee said. "So maybe it's best that you keep doing what you're doing because that way, the Prophecy can't come true."

"You guys don't get it, do you?" she asked. "It's practically killing me to be this way to him! And now that I've met him, there's no way to avoid him anymore – even if I try, we will literally run into each other everywhere we go."

"You know, I could always help with that," Lee said, sounding very overprotective of her all of a sudden. Like he was ready to beat up whoever they were talking about.

"If you lay a single finger on him, I swear…" Andee threatened.

"If he lays a single finger on you, his ass is mine," he retorted.

"Why do you think I'm acting this way? To get him to hate me so it won't be a problem anymore but he's too stubborn!" Andee said. "I need to go home. Distance is probably the best thing right now."

"Andee, normally I would agree with you, but we need you here," Annabeth said. "Things are happening…we all need as much help as we can get."

I walked away quickly, knowing that their conversation was ending and I'd be caught if I stayed any longer. I was having a hard time wrapping my head around everything I'd heard. A Prophecy had been made about Andee and someone else, and the other person was going to hurt her…and she liked him but she was trying to make him believe she hated him? Why did everything involving demigods have to be so damn confusing all the time? Why not just say something outright for once?

Because that would make life too easy. And life was never easy when you were a half-blood.

Once I was far enough away that no one would suspect me of doing anything wrong, I looked down at my watch. Curfew was coming up quick so I decided to try to get in a walk along the beach to clear my head. Just being near the ocean helped me think better. As I strolled along the shore, watching the waves crash against the sand, smelling the salty ocean water and feeling the sand getting stuck in my shoes. I had no idea how long I'd been there before I heard someone talking.

I saw Andee sitting on the pier, talking into a cloud of mist, in a different language. It looked like the mist was actually coming out of a phone.

It doesn't matter what language someone is speaking in, you can always tell when a kid is sucking up to a parent to let them do something. She ended the Iris message and sighed, running a hand through her golden locks. "Do you always try to eavesdrop on people's conversations?"

"I – uh – I wasn't –"

"Don't. Lie," Andee said through gritted teeth, putting pressure on the back of her head like it was physically hurting her.

"Okay, I was just walking along the beach and happened to hear you, but I couldn't understand anything you were saying," I amended and she nodded, fiddling with her necklace and touching it to her lips. As I looked at her, I noticed she was glowing slightly in the dark.

I walked over and sat next to her on the pier, and she edged away a few inches. I pretended not to notice. "So was that your mom on the phone?"

"My mom died when I was born," Andee said, standing up, "and I'm the one who killed her."

"I'm really sorry," I said, standing up as well.

"I'm sure you are," she said calmly before pushing me into the freezing depths of the Long Island Sound. I laughed a little and I came to the surface, completely dry. She glared at me, huffed, and then stormed off. I swam back to the pier and headed back to my own cabin. As I lay in bed, just about to fall asleep, I knew one thing for sure – despite her supposed 'hatred' of me, I had fallen in love with Andee le Fay.