Me: Okay, I'm probably not going to write the part where Dylan and/or Maya come to camp until I finish my other story. My main focus right now is still 'I'm Finally Going Crazy'. But I'm writing this because a lot of you guys wanted to see Percy beat Dylan up. NEVERMORE! (it's pretty amazing, but not, like, HoO amazing.)

Fang: *cough

Me: It's true!

Fang: I think I'm coming down with something. I'm sick-

Me: with Bieber Fever!

Fang: *groans

Previously,

Percy chuckles, pulling me back into his grasp. But Dylan doesn't loosen his death grip on my wrist.

Bad move, Dylan. Don't get on Seaweed Brain's bad side. The last monster that did that disintegrated. But of course, I'm not going to tell Dylan that. I would very much like to see Percy beat the crap out of the guys that's been irking me all year.

Dylan jerks me to his side and wraps his arms around me, nearly choking the breath out of me.

Percy's eyes blaze with green fire, like they did before he took down Hyperion, "What are you doing?"

See, normally, I'd get mad at Percy fighting my battles for me. But I'm trying to keep a good reputation for my last day so my dad will-

Anyways, Percy doesn't go to my school, so I don't think he could get in a ton of trouble. Well, not more than usual.

Back to the present; I'm half-heartedly struggling against Dylan, because I really want to see Percy do all the work.

Dylan puts this smug look on his face, like saying, 'I won~'

But Percy was going to take none of that. His green irises look as deadly and dangerous as Greek fire.

Being as impulsive as Seaweed Brain is, he immediately swings a hard right punch to Dylan's face, not hard enough to break his face, but good for scaring him, and splitting his cheek.

Dylan blinks, registering the shock and pain, and I take that opening. I duck out of his arms, and spin around to pull his arm back behind himself.

Percy spins into the move that Max taught him- her signature roundhouse kick.

What would only take my breath away when we sparred seemed to break Dylan's ribs. Oh well, too bad.

But surprise, surprise! Dylan is still conscious, and gets up to his feet.

Just for good measure, and because I can't resist, I knee him where it counts, and the so called 'tough guy' crumples to the ground like paper.

Percy has his foot poised over Dylan's head, ready to knock him out, when a shrill voice yells, "Stop!"

We both whip around to see my principal, Mrs. Keller stalking towards us.

"Crap," Percy mutters at the same time I say,

"Skata," which is pretty much the same thing, except in Greek.

Dylan takes this as an opportunity. "Mrs. Keller, I was just talking to my girlfriend here, when this guy comes and beats me up! I think he might have even broken a few bones." He groans and whimpers.

"Wimp," I say just loud enough for Percy to hear, who smirks.

Unfortunately, that wasn't soft enough, because Dylan hears this blackmail opportunity.

He crawls over to Percy's feet and whines, "Please don't hurt me, I'll do anything." He whimpers and curls into a ball.

I look up at Percy. Dylan may not be candor, but he is a pretty good actor nonetheless.

Percy looks at me as if to say, Relax, Beth. We've fought countless monsters, gotten kicked out of tons of schools, defeated gods, titans, and giants; we can handle a regular mortal.

There's my Seaweed Brain. Always optimistic even in the face of imminent danger. Well, sort of. Kind of, well, I guess I'm trying to say- You guys know what I mean.

A sharp voice cut through my thoughts, "That's enough, Mr. Evans," Mrs. Keller?

Percy and I look up at her, confusion spelled out through our expressions; though I'm 100% sure that Percy looks stupider.

I mean, all Mrs. Keller saw was Percy and I beating Dylan up, right? Then why is she-

"I saw the whole thing from my office window. From the point Mr. Jackson arrived, to you trying to seduce Ms. Dylan, and I'm sure that you're drama classes have paid off, no? I believe that Ms. Chase and Mr. Jackson were only trying to defend themselves." She looks over at Percy over her glasses, "I assume that you are Perseus Jackson, here to visit and escort Ms. Chase?"

"Yes, ma'am." Percy says.

"Good. I'll be seeing you in my office to sign you in, then?"

Percy followed wordlessly, but stopped to throw a wink over his shoulder at me.

I felt like sighing like a fangirl.

"What's wrong with you?" Emma's voice snaps me out of my daze, "Dylan finally gotten to your head?"

I realize that I'm staring at the door to Mrs. Keller's office, unblinking, my head cocked slightly to one side.

"Oh!" Dani, being always the dramatic one, swoons with her hand on her forehead, "Is your imagination acting up again? 'Cuz I don't see no dark haired hottie in range."

"He just went to check in with Mrs. Keller."

"Of course he did," Emma says sarcastically, nodding her head.

Seeing their faces, I roll my eyes.