What is up! Sorry for the long wait. I know it only takes about three days for me to update, but my dad didn't let me on the computer since last week. Thank you for all the reviews! It's making me tear up. *sniffle* Anyway, here's chapter 11!

Percy's POV

I threw my wet swimsuit in my locker and changed into jeans, converse, and the dress shirt my mom is making me wear. Apparently, this is a special occasion. My mom is meeting my girlfriend. Yeah, there's no reason why I should be sweating through my shirt. I wiped away the sweat on my forehead and rolled up the sleeves of my white shirt. I grabbed my backpack, slung it over my shoulder, and walked out of the locker room.

The place was empty. The only thing I could hear is the quiet churning of the water. The place looked deserted. Alone. Snap out of it! I ran out of the room before I could make myself anymore depressed. Unfortunately, it didn't help. The school hallways were the same. It was filled with bright posters of Spring Break. But there was no one.

I shook my head, trying to get all these sad thoughts out. I ran nonstop to the front of the school, where I knew Annabeth would be waiting. But still, the front was deserted. There was no noise, except the small wind, blowing my dark hair in my eyes.

I set my backpack down and sat on the stone bench next to the big grassy field. I heard something behind me and I instinctively reached for Riptide. I stood up and swung around. My sword cut through the air as a girl ducked.

"Whoa! Jeez, it's just me," Annabeth said, straightening her shirt. Thalia, Grover, Silena, Jessie, Sam, and Alex walked through the front doors. I pulled out some blue gummy bears.

Annabeth smiled. "Ooh, gummy bears," she said, teasingly. She plucked the bag out of my hands and ran away. I looked at my hands, where my gummy bears used to be, in shock. How did I not see that coming? I ran after her.

"Wait a minute. Those are my gummy bears!" I said, feeling like a four-year-old again. We ran around the flagpoles, across the grassy field, and back. I finally caught up to her. I wrapped my arms around her, ensuring that she doesn't run away again, and swung her around. (Cheesy, I know. But I think it's cute.) She laughed as I set her down without letting go. She looked up at me and held up a gummy bear, surrendering. I took it and she took my arm, put it around her shoulders, and held it there.

She looked at our friends and got wide-eyed. She quickly took my arm off her shoulders and ran to get her bag. I couldn't help but feel a twinge of hurt. Was she embarrassed of me? Maybe. She was fine with me hugging her, putting my arm around her, and sometimes even a small kiss on the cheek. Yeah, she was fine with it. All until her friends from San Fransisco came.

As I tried to figure out what is was about her friends that made her nervous, I walked over to the stone bench to get my backpack. I kept stealing glances at the three girls who were huddled in a circle, doing a terrible job of subtly looking at me. They kept on pointing and every time I would look at them, they would turn away and pretend they weren't staring.

I asked Annabeth if she was ready to go and we climbed in my truck. I could feel the distant feeling just floating in the air. She intertwined her fingers in mine. I just looked down at our hands in confusion. I got the courage to ask her what was wrong.

"Why do you keep acting weird whenever we're around your friends? You're embarrassed, aren't you?" I asked, my shoulders dropping in sadness. She looked at me like she didn't know what I was talking about. Then she shook her head.

"No, no! I'm not embarrassed at all."

"Then why?"

"I got sort of mad when they didn't call me. They said they would everyday, tell me about their day. So anyway, they didn't answer any of my calls. So I decided if they didn't tell me about their week, I'm not going tell them about mine. Let them suffer a little," she explained, bringing my hand closer to her.

I smiled, relieved. "Devious," I said sarcastically.

"Hey, it was the only thing I could think of," she said. And we drove off to my house where my mom was surely waiting.

Thalia's POV

I walked out of the school with Jessie, Sam, and Alex. They were surprisingly fun to hang out with. I know I judged when I first saw them. That's the problem with us demigods. We judge. Well, we kinda have to. If we don't, we wouldn't be aware of any disguised monsters and we would've found out too late.

Anyway, we walked out the front doors of the school. There was Percy and Annabeth. He pulled out the bag of blue gummy bears he had from lunch. Then they started running around the place, laughing. It was weird and that's pretty much how I know Juniper would think it was cute. I pulled her camera out of my backpack and started taking pictures of them running around like kids, Percy swinging Annabeth, and them hugging. She looked up at him and it looked like they were about to kiss. So I took a picture of that.

Annabeth's POV

During the ride to Percy's apartment, it was quiet. The only thing I could hear was the engine of his truck. I held his hand the whole time. It was a comfortable silence, unlike with everyone else. One after another, a streetlight passed. Finally, Percy slowed down.

"Welcome to my humble abode," he said, parking on the curb. He opened my door and I climbed out.

"Humble abode? Really?"

"What do you want me to say? My crib?" he asked me. I regretted asking.

"Please no. Anything but that." He snickered. We stepped into the elevator and of course, there was elevator music. Why was elevator music so boring and weird?There was a tiny ding and the doors slid open. Percy opened the apartment door like a gentleman and a sudden blast of music almost pushed me to the ground. We worked oour way through the rowdy high schoolers and finally reached the kitchen. There was, I'm guessing, Percy's mom at the stove.

"Hey, Percy. I made everything blue. Your friends might think I'm weird, but who cares?" She wiped her hands on her apron and turned around. "Oh. Who is this?" she asked, studying me with a smile.

"This is Annabeth. My . . . . ," his voice faltered. I knew what he was going to say. And apparently, so did his mom. She smiled from ear to ear and gave me a big hug as if I were her long lost daughter. She was nice.

"Okay guys. Go enjoy the par--" She was interrupted.

"Percy?! Can I have some help, please?!" a guy screamed over the music from down the hall. I guessed it was Paul, Percy's stepdad. Percy ran toward where the yell came from. It was suddenly awkward with only Mrs. Jackson and me. I wanted to go into the living room, but that would be rude.

"So, Annabeth, why don't you tell me about yourself," she asked. I didn't know where to start.

"I want to become an architect when I grow up," I asked nervously. Her eyes lit up.

"That's wonderful. Percy still doesn't know what he wants to be. So I heard you're a demigod too," she said, though it sounded more like a question.

I nodded. "Athena."

"I just want to let you know that you shouldn't be nervous around me. I'm perfectly fine with you being Percy's girlfriend. I've been telling him to get out more. He's been so wound up because of that prophecy." She paused. "Plus you're way better than all of Percy's other girlfriends."

Percy dropped the stack of plastic cups from the doorway. He stared at his mom in shock.

I raised an eyebrow and tried to keep my cool. "There were . . . others?"

He looked back and forth between his mother and me in confusion. Then he shook his head, as if he just figured something out. "Mom!" he whined, "I thought you said you weren't going to tell her that."

Mrs. Jackson burst out laughing. She had to grab hold of the kitchen table to keep from rolling on the ground, laughing. Percy looked at his mom like she was crazy. Then he took my hand and pulled me out of the kitchen, leaving his mom cracking up, not noticing that we left.

"What was that about?" I asked, disappointed and a little jealous.

He smiled as if he knew how I was feeling. "She said she would do that to my first girlfriend to freak her out. Apparently, it worked," he said, trying to hide a laugh by drinking his cup of blue punch.

"I'm not freaked out," I said, trying to be convincing.

"Uh-huh." He put his cup down on the table next to us. I just rolled my eyes and pulled him through the crowd to find the others.

There's Chapter 12! I'll try to not make you wait that long again. Don't forget to review!