Chapter 1 of Part 2.
Also known as Chapter 5.
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Song: Lips Like Morphine – Kill Hannah

Percy's P.O.V.

I raised the air bubble above the water and it popped, loudly. It almost made me went to laugh, but the look on Mr. D's face stopped me instantly. I glanced down at Bekah's face, she was still curled up again my chest, my arms wound around her small body, keeping her to me, and she was smiling at me. Holding back her own laughter.

"Does this look funny to you, Rebekah?" Mr. D growled at her.

Bekah buried her face in my chest, and laughed softly. She took a deep breath and turned back to him, smiling. "It sort of does."

"Set her down, Peter Johnson." His voice was rising with annoyance.

"Do I have to?" I asked in the whineiest voice I could muster up. Which didn't make Mr. D happy at all, and I think he might have started literally steaming.

"Down and to the office!" The tone of his voice made me jump.

I set Bekah back down on the ground, and watched as Mr. D turned around and started walking towards the office. Then, before I noticed it, grape vines were wrapped around our wrists and they were leading us after Mr. D.

"So much for escaping." Bekah muttered with an unhappy sigh.

"I'm so sorry, Bekah. I really didn't mean to get us in trouble. Believe me, I don't try…ever. It just happens." She would hate me now, she must.

"Don't worry about it, Percy. I'm sure I'd get myself in trouble without you, and this wasn't even your fault. I agreed to come, didn't I? Hence, this is not your fault at all."

"You told me early, in the Dinning Hall when we ran into each other, that you sometimes get in trouble. Was that true, or were you just trying to be nice and make sure I don't feel bad?" I watched her walk; it still amused me how careful she was, even when some one or something was leading her.

"I wasn't lying if that's what you mean. I have a habit of doing things before I think about them, and the result usually ends badly. I'm sure you'll notice that." She looked over at me, noticing that I was watching her. "Now answer one for me. Why do you always watch me?"

I instantly looked away from her and started staring at the veins that bond my wrists. "You watch where you walk. You watch where you put your feet so you don't fall. It's as if you know that you will fall if you don't. It's kinda cute." I whispered the ending so soft that I wasn't sure if I had actually said it or if it was just a thought.

"I have to." Bekah admitted, her words so rushed that they were hard to catch. "I've never been able to walk a few feet without falling. I hate it. It's so embarrassing."

I sighed with relief. She didn't hear me, or she did and she was just ignoring it. "How can it be embarrassing? It's sad. It hurts to watch an angel fall."

She heard that, and looked over at me forgetting about feet and burst into laughter. "Did you just call me an angel?" She somehow managed to choke out between her laughter.

My breath caught, her laughter filled my head, and the sound was so glorious. It was beautiful it was the perfect song. I some how managed to talk or breath a word, "Yes."

Before she had time to talk I tripped over a branch and hit the ground. So now I was the once to fall! In front of her…at least she knew how I felt.

Mr. D's vines were still pulling us alone and I began sliding alone on my stomach.

Bekah laughed softly, but fell to the ground so we were both sliding. Ah, the fun of a true love.

Bekah's P.O.V.

It was the most fun I've ever had before. Just hanging out with Percy, then sliding along the grass because vines were pulling us along. And he thought I was an angel. If nothing else made my night, that most defiantly would have completed it. Now how did I tell him I loved him?

You know what really made me angry? Was right before Percy kissed me, Mr. D had to come along and ruin my perfect moment. I would get him back…and it would be the best revenge ever. Maybe Percy would even help me. Well…a girl can hope.

We arrived back to the Camp Office, and my stomach dropped. It was never fun to see the same place twice in a couple hours.

Percy noticed the new look on my face, "Sorry." He muttered.

I didn't care. I was glad he had asked me to go, I had wanted him to ask. I was sure I'd get in more trouble by myself. Having him there with me only made the trouble more complete. As if I was really getting in trouble.

Mr. D made the stupid vines disappear and we both stood up and started rubbing our wrists.

Percy instantly came to my side. "Like I said earlier Bekah, I'm really sorry."

I glared playfully at him. "If you don't stop apologizing I will personally make sure you do get in trouble."

He looked at me, confused. "Like we're not getting into trouble now."

I sighed. "I have a wonderful talent…it's called manipulation. It helps me play favorites."

"Trouble maker chick has a talent?"

I laughed. "Oh, yes! I'm such a horrible child! I'm a disgrace to my parents!" I shook my head. "And yes, I have a talent, and not just that one. I play the guitar too."

We took two empty seats in the office.

Percy smiled at me. "Guitar?"

I nodded, "It was a gift from my dad. I'm really good at it. I guess it's just one of those random things you get. Plus, it comes in handy with battles and what not."

"How in the world does a guitar come in handle during a battle?"

I snapped and the guitar appeared on my lap. "Something like this." I strummed the strings and it morphed into a bow.

"I like it. What about the arrows?"

I reached behind me and pulled out a few arrows. "See? Even a daughter of Apollo has a few tricks up her sleeves…or back."

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