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Annabeth's POV

I was waiting for Percy to get back. I should be cramming in some last minute training against Clarisse. I definitely SHOULD NOT be eating dinner with Percy, laughing with Percy, 'bonding' with Percy. He may be my best friend but that's not going to make me go any easier on him, it may do the opposite. Whatever happens, Perseus Jackson was going down. Ok back to reality, sorry I get very competitive, now where was I? Oh yes, so I was sitting here waiting for the food Percy was going to bring.

After I woke up Percy, missing dinner in the process, I went back to my cabin where my siblings had brought food for me; I was so hungry from all the training that I inhaled all of the food. Now I'm sitting here, stuffed. I saw Percy come towards the picnic place where everything was set up. Ugh, he is just as bad as the sirens. If anyone else were to ask me, I could immediately say 'no I have to train.' But I can't turn him down. I'll bet if he asked me to jump off of a cliff, I would do it. I think it's his eyes, they're so mesmerizing and green. I could just get lost in them.

I guess it's finally time I admit it. I like Percy Jackson. Ugh, I know it's not wise, my mother would definitely never approve, but every time he's near me I feel like one of the Aphrodite girls. Our story is so cliché, the girl and the boy are best friends and the girl falls in love with the guy. Wait, I meant like, I do not love Percy Jackson, oh who am I kidding, yes I do. I've loved him since he saved me from Atlas. No one has ever cared so much about me, except maybe Thalia. But she's with the hunters, so we hardly get to see her anymore. Before Percy came along, if I got kidnapped, I'd be dead, no one would come after me.

Sure, my dad and I's relationship got better, but we're not the best of friends. My best friend is Percy.

He finally got to me and put everything down. Out of the basket he got out a plate and handed it to me, I reluctantly took it. He and I took out all of it the food and Percy immediately began to dig in. I laughed, sometimes he acted like my two little brothers. He looked at me, confused, with his cheeks puffed out. He resembled a chipmunk!

"What?" He asked, with his mouth full.

"Nothing," I say, smiling. "You just remind me of my brothers."

"You mean Matthew and Bobby?" Percy asked.

"You remember them?" I asked, confused. Usually when people meet my brothers they try to forget them as soon as possible.

"Well its kind of hard to forget the incident." Then he clapped his hands over his mouth.

"What incident?" I asked suspiously. What had my brothers done this time?

"Umm . . . nothing." Percy said quickly, before stuffing his face with food. I glared my 'death glare' at him, but he was frantically trying to avoid my gaze, which he was totally failing at.

"Percy, I'm not an idiot. I know nothing means something. Plus, I'm your best friend. There are no secrets between us." That was so not true. I don't tell him a lot of things, like how much I like him, but still . . .

"Fine, but please don't get mad at me. It's not my fault." He pleaded. I wonder what could be so bad.

"I won't I promise."

"No swear on the Styx." Wow this must be bad.

"Ok fine I swear on the River Styx I will not get mad at you for whatever you are about to say. Happy?"

"Fine. Ok so I uh called you a couple weeks ago, before camp started and uh you weren't home. And uh your brothers answered the phone, and they uh kind of read me your diary. Then they started asking me these really embarrassing questions, and uh then I uh kind of hung up." They did what now? My diary. They read my diary . . . to Percy Jackson? Oh those little twerps were going to get it.

I quickly got up and started walking away. Percy stooped me.

"Wait, you swore on the Styx you weren't going to get mad at me." I gritted my teeth.

"Percy, if you value your life, please let me leave." He let go of my wrist and I immediately went to the arena. I needed to get my anger out on the unlucky person who is there.

I entered the arena and saw Clarisse there, destroying some poor dummy.

"Clarisse, duel, now!" I yelled. She must have sensed some sort of anger in my voice, because she immediately turned around and started fighting.

We fought for five minutes straight, but I had a motivation, she didn't. Finally I found some strength and knocked her to the ground and pointed my knife into her chest.

"Good job Chase; you'll definitely beat Jackson tomorrow." At the mention of his name, I burst into tears. I turned and ran to my cabin and collapsed on my bunk, dreading fighting Percy tomorrow. I wouldn't be able to face him. He knew everything I had kept secret. Realization just dawned on me, he knew how I felt. Holy Zeus! I wasn't going to be able to face him tomorrow.

Finally after ten minutes of thinking, I thought of the perfect plan. I could use my Yankees cap. There were no rules about magic items or powers. It's the perfect way to beat him and not have to face him.

I went to sleep assured that, I was going to win and not at all embarrassed. Boy was I wrong.