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The next morning

Annabeth's POV

I woke up to the sound of swords clanging and battle cries. Just a regular day at Camp Half Blood. I couldn't wait to get geared up and head to the arena. Then I realized I wasn't in my cabin. I was in the forest and Percy was next to me, asleep. Ohhh. Now I remember. Percy and I stayed out here because we both just yelled at our godly parents. Even though we're their children, it doesn't mean they can't injure us.

I nudged Percy. "Hey, Seaweed Brain? Wake up!" He jerked up, his hand at his pocket.

"What? Are we under attack?" he asked, pulling out Riptide.

"Would you put your sword away? No, we're not under attack. It's time for breakfast," I said, as I heard the conch blow.

We got to breakfast late because it would look really weird if I was wearing my still-soggy pajamas with dirt matted in my hair and clothes. Anyway, it took a little longer than necessary because my pajamas were being bad and they were sticking to my skin. But eventually, I managed to get it off and change into black converse, shorts, and my Camp Half Blood t-shirt.

Chiron was feeling nice today so he announced that campers could sit where they liked. Everyone started bustling around, bringing their food to their friends. I carried my tray to Percy's table when he waved at me to come sit with him. Though my half-siblings were eyeing me, I ignored them and slid onto the bench, next to Percy.

"Hey, Percy," I said, turning around to see Tyson heavily running toward us.

"Percy!" Tyson yelled and jumped onto the bench. He sat down, tipping the table a little bit. "Hi." He gave a cheeky smile.

"Hey, guys," Thalia said, walking over. "I got lonely at my table." She sat down next to Tyson, making the table creak loudly. "Never mind. I'll sit next to you."

"Wait." I held my hand up for them to be quiet. "Do you hear that?"

"Yeah," Percy said. "It sounds like--"

"No! I don't want your sea spawn offspring with my daughter!" Poseidon walked out of the Athena cabin, plugging his ears and yelling,

"La la la la la la! I can't hear you!" Athena followed behind him. Poseidon stopped and pulled his fingers out of his ears. "Well it's not your daughter is any better!" Athena was taken aback. She started cussing at him in ancient Greek, but Poseidon put his fingers in his ears and started yelling again. They went into the Big House, yelling at each other.

They made a scene with all the yelling and because they were Olympians. Everyone had gone silent.

"It's amazing how they're immortal but they still act like they're two. Even I'm more mature than them," Percy muttered as he poked at his scrambled eggs. I nodded, agreeing.

The conch blew again. Sword training time. Yes!

I spent all day sword fighting with Percy. It wasn't serious like with everyone else. With Percy, it was so much better. Everytime I cut him, he would play dead. I would just roll my eyes and pull him up. I thought about earlier.

Swoosh! I cut Percy across the cheek. He gasped, dropping his sword, and held his cheek. I instantly regretted getting too into it. I dropped my sword and ran to him.

"Oh my gods! Are you okay? I'm so sorry!" I pulled his hand away from his cheek and examined it. He had blood on his hand and some blood dripping down his face. Thankfully, there wasn't too much. I put my hand on his cheek to stop the bleeding. I realized how close we were and the tension was strong. So I leaned in and kissed him.

It was gentle. Not urgent or hard. But gentle. I could feel him smiling. I pulled away reluctantly. He laughed.

"What?" I asked.

"Are you going to do that everytime you hurt something? When you defeat a monster, are you going to apologize?" I looked at him, a little confused. He got down on his knees, imitating me.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry, poor Minotaur!" I scoffed and rolled my eyes. He grabbed the sand and let it fall through his fingers. "I'm sorry I turned you to dust!" I couldn't help but laugh. I headed back to get my sword.

"Way to ruin the moment!" I yelled sarcastically over my shoulder. He put his arm around me and gave me a peck on the cheek, smiling.

That was a good memory. Unfortunately, the rest of my day wasn't.

"Annabeth." I turned around to see my mother in her battle armor. Scary!

"Yes . . . . mother."

"I do not care for the way you yelled at me yesterday." I didn't want to apologize because she deserved it. But I really didn't need my mother against me.

"I'm sorry." She nodded in approval.

"I also do not care for that sea spawn." She looked over at Percy, who was sitting on the porch of his cabin, leaning against the railing. I shook my head.

"I'm not saying sorry." She bit her lip.

"Well, I can't say I'm surprised. Given the way you reacted when you cut him on the cheek." My eyes widened.

"You saw that?" I waited for a response. She was still watching Percy read.

"Yes, I did. All I can say is that I hope he does the same when vice-versa." She paused. "Don't say I didn't warn you." Then she vanished. Not even in a puff of smoke. No evidence that she was even here.

Sorry, I think this is the shortest chapter. But I'm having writer's block. If any of you have some suggestions on what I should write please tell me. Review!