I don't own PJO
Like I said, I'm gonna skip a few days. So this takes place on the Thursday before the dance. BTW, I made Jessie the 'Silena' in San Fransisco. Thank you for all the comments. Compliments and constructive critism, I love. But I hate flames. They make me pissy and sort of sick. I'm not saying any of the comments I got were offensive. I'm just saying, NO FLAMES!!! Anyway, I got a lot of the story planned out. How they're going to find out the other is a demigod, the dance, and there's a surprise on the Monday after the dance. Mwahaha!! Plus, I'm sorry if there are any grammar or spelling mistakes. I try to edit it, but my computer is being naughty. =( I tried to fix Thalia's squealing in Chapter 2, but like I said, my computer won't let me. I don't want you to think she was that OOC so just replace 'she squealed' to 'she said, a little bit louder than necessary.' Hopefully that's better. And Thalia's not a hunter. Anyway, enough about my problems, here's chapter 7!!

Thursday, one day before Spring Dance

Annabeth's POV

I was at Silena Beauregaurd's(A/N: Did I spell that right?) house. She was flunking math, so I volunteered to help her. I know I have dyslexia, but I know my math. If I want to become an architect, I kinda have to. When I walked in Silena's house, I was shocked. My jaw literally dropped. It had fountains with Cupid, Aphrodite, and hearts spitting out water. I felt like it was Valentine's day, even though it was April.

"Come on, let's go to my room." Silena led me to her room, where we passed who I guessed were her brothers and sisters. They all seemed to be obsessed with makeup, love, and gossip. When we passed them, they whispered and pointed at me. All I heard was some words, like "Athena", "Percy", "Poseidon", and "dating". I didn't feel like figuring out what they said, so I just ignored them.

"Here's my room." Silena said, as she opened an white door. The whole room was filled with designer bags, perfume, makeup and clothes. "I love it here." she said, sitting on the bed, crossing her legs.

"So, let's get to work."

She was actually pretty good at math. "Wow, we finished three hours early. Are you going to be ready for tomorrow's test?" I asked her.

"Yeah," she answered excitedly. "You actually make math fun." I smiled. I started to put all of the stuff back in my backpack when she asked me, "Did you know Charles asked me to the Spring Dance?"

"He did?" she nodded. "Do you like him?"

"Well, yeah. We've been going out for three months now. How about you? I heard Percy asked you to the dance." I stopped packing my stuff.

"Where did you hear that?" I don't remember telling anyone that.

"Please. Don't underestimate me. Percy's a good friend. He can't hide his feelings from me. No matter how hard he tries."

"Oh. Okay."

"Have you picked out a dress yet?" she asked.

"Uhh, no. Not really."

"Are you kidding me?! The dance is tomorrow!" she yelled, scaring me a little. I thought for a while.

"Hey, can you help me with that?"

"Sure, since you helped me with math."

"My dad won't be expecting me for another three hours."

"Well, come on!" And she pulled me all the way down to the front door.

"Try this one on." Silena said, handing me a short lavender dress. We were in the best dress store in the city, or at least that's what Silena said. We've been shopping for an hour and a half. But we couldn't find the dress for me. They all were too short, too long, too big, or it made me look like I was from medeival times. I came out of the dressing room, wearing the lavender dress. She shook her head and I headed back into the dressing room to change. I wasn't very happy. I didn't like dresses and having trying on so many dresses that I could throw up, I wasn't having a good time.

"Annabeth, look for another dress. I'm going to go get some drinks from across the street." I aimlessly walked around the store. There were different shaded dresses of turquoise, pink, blue, yellow, and purple. They were all really pretty, but none of them were me. Then I saw a different part of the store where I haven't been at yet. I saw a dress, prettier than all the others, and it reminded me of my mother, Athena. It didn't look like what she wore, nothing like a toga, but something about it made me think of her. Just then, Silena came up behind me, the drinks in her hand, and saw the dress.

"That's the one." she said.

I tried on my dress when I got home, hiding it from my brothers, who would probably tear it to shreds before I could wear it to the dance. I was looking in the mirror, thankful for Silena, when something shimmered behind me.

It was my mother, Athena, in an iris-message. "You look beautiful, Annabeth. If you don't mind me asking, why are you wearing a dress?"

"There's a dance tomorrow at school."

"Who are you going with?"

"You don't know him." She looked at me, like she expected more. "I'm going with Percy Jackson." It still made my stomach jump when I said his name. My mother, however, didn't seem too happy.

"Poseidon agreed." She said to herself, appalled.

"What are you talking about?"

"Stay away from him! Things will not end up well if you're making any contact with that dangerous boy. Stay away!" And with that, the message disappeared. Well, that was weird. Then again, the gods aren't really considered normal.

Then I changed into my pajamas and went to bed. And you wouldn't believe the dream I had.

There were all the gods. And one gigantic sickly brown monster. It wasn't as big as Typhon, the biggest monster. But I could tell it was at least three times more powerful. I could see all twelve Olympians fighting they're hardest over the ocean. Zeus shooting lightning bolts that could've burned down a whole state, but it didn't even make a dent on the monster. My mom was shouting orders to the rest of the gods, while endlessly shooting arrows. Artemis was armed with bows and arrows with the Hunters fighting beside her. Poseidon, even though he was fighting on water, wasn't doing much damage, just like the other gods. He was sending the most terrible of storms to the monster. He even tried to make an earthquake. Still no damage. Even the Lord of the Dead, Hades, was there. He never left the Underworld. If he's above land, you know it's bad. No. . .more than bad. Urgent, disastrous, important, and deadly. He had his army of the dead fighting behind him. Poseidon also had his underwater army fighting from below the monster. Dionysus wrapped his grapevines around the monster's arms, legs, and neck. But the monster broke through the vines like it wasn't even there.

The gods obviously weren't succeeding. The thing that terrified me was where it was looking. I could see the skyscrapers. New York. It was heading towards New York. The monster roared so loud that my ears would've bled if I hadn't woken up.

I was sweating through my pajamas, my face felt hot, and I was now breathing unevenly. I know that being a demigod, your dreams are like a message. But that's why I was nervous. Something was coming to New York. Something the gods couldn't even defeat.

I went to the bathroom, looked at my bloodshot eyes, and splashed my face with water. I tilted my head down, letting the water drip off my chin and into the sink. I just stayed there, with my eyes closed, until my breathing became normal again. Then I walked sleepily to my bed. This was going to be a long night.

I kept waking up, and having the same nightmare over and over again. It was already three forty two in the morning. After the fourth time I woke up, I decided I wasn't going to go to sleep, just to have that dream again, be terrified, and wake up again. I headed over to my desk, where blueprints were all over the place. Spread out on the desk, folded in the drawers, rolled up in my basket, or flat on the floor. I tried finishing the one I was working on, until the crack of dawn.

Friday

Usually, sleep doesn't affect how I act, but I was not myself. I walked downstairs, where my dad was cooking breakfast.

"Good morning." he said joyfully.

"Is it really? Maybe I'm having a really bad morning. But here you are, acting like nothing's wrong!"

"Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed."

"Sorry, I had only about an hour and a half of sleep last night."

"Well, hurry up and get ready. Maybe you can catch up on a little bit of sleep."

I was putting my books in my locker and I yawned. After I put my last textbook inside, I put my hand on the door, but I didn't close it. Instead, I fell asleep, leaning against the inside of my locker.

Percy's POV

I was heading over to Annabeth's locker, where she would probably be. I needed to ask her what time I should pick her up for the dance. Then I saw her. It was definitely a weird sight. Her head was inside her locker, it looked like she was sleeping in there. I walked over. Wait, I think she is sleeping.

"Annabeth? Annabeth!" she closed the locker door, but her eyes were closed.

"Uhhhh." Her head fell against my shoulder. I tried setting her upright, but as most of you know, it's hard to control a sleeping person.

"Come on, it's almost time for class." She rubbed her eyes.

"Oh, sorry. I couldn't get any sleep last night."

"Well, we better go." I pulled her by the arm and headed to our next class.

Next chapter is gonna be the dance. Trust me, you are going to love it. I have it all planned out. See ya til next time. Peace!