I do not own PJO

I own Alala

A/N: So, ANSWER IN A REVIEW IF YOU THINK SHE SHOULD BE WITH HAILE OR LUKE. CHAPTERS DEPEND ON WHAT YOU VOTE. (BTW, HAILE IS INTRODUCED IN THIS CHAPTER).

Chapter 6

"Alala!" A girls voice yelled behind me.

"Ow!" I yelled as my sparring partner hit me in the face. I turned and kicked him and he flew to the ground. "Annabeth!"

She smiled. "Don't let anyone distract you. Come on. You still have some stuff to learn. You'll see Percy after. Promise."

I nodded, breathing heavily, and walked over to her. I readjusted my sword and armour, then ran after her where she took off without me by the woods. "Wait up!"

"Okay. These, are the woods." I rolled my eyes. No duh. "It's stocked with monsters for training, Capture the Flag, etcetera. Which, by the way, is Friday night. There," She pointed inside the forest, to a tree. "Is the most populated Nymph area in camp."

"Nymph? Like those tree girls?"

She nodded and walked to a tree, hitting it lightly. "Come on, Alala. Its fine."

I walked over cautiously as the tree rustled and moved. Something popped out, and I screamed. I don't know what I was expecting, but this was not it. It was a girl, with long blonde hair, blue eyes, and dark skin. She looked normal. Too normal.

I yelped as she stepped closer. She smiled sweetly.

"Kelp Head." Annabeth muttered.

"What?" She just smiled. I turned to the girl. "Uh, Hi."

"Hello." She said. I jumped back a little. She smiled and extended her hand. I hesitantly shook it, and then we were off again.

"Who was that? That was a Nymph?"

"Yeah. They're friendly. That was Helina." Annabeth said as she led me towards the cabins. I dodged a couple of fighting boys, one of them Connor Stoll from Hermes cabin.

"Hey!" Annabeth yelled. They stopped to look at her. Three boys. "Connor! Paris! Haile! Stop it! I want you to meet someone."

I gulped. They walked over and Connor spoke first. "Hey, your Jackson, right? One of the twin heroes in my cabin?"

I nodded. "Yeah. Alala. Hi."

He smiled. Another boy with black hair, who resembled Mr. D, spoke up with a southern accent. "Hello. My name is Paris. Hero, eh? Very nice to meet you." He winked and shook my hand. I laughed.

I turned to the other boy. "I'm guessing here... Haile. right?" We started walking.

He laughed shyly. "Yeah, Haile. Son of Apollo. Nice to meet you."

I looked over the cabins. I saw on one the left, cabin 5, that was blood red with a boars head above the door. There was a girl with red hair and freckles, wearing a XXL camp tee. She reminded me of Nancy. I growled.

"Uh..." Annabeth said, eyeing the cabin. She then looked to the big house. "I'll meet you at Hermes, okay? Boys, go introduce her to Clarisse. Don't let her get into trouble."

She walked towards her cabin. I smiled sweetly and walked up to the girl, Clarisse, the boys behind me.

"Hi. Clarisse, right?" I half growled.

She laughed. "Right. Your the hero right?" She mocked.

I laughed back. "Yeah. Right."

She glared, and I glared back. She turned and called into her cabin. "Girls! We go a new one!"

Two girls jumped up from a bed and stomped outside. They smiled at me, and I heard Haile swear. "Listen, Hero. We have a tradition here at camp. A little swirly surprise should help you learn not to mess with us."

They advanced and I laughed. I abruptedly stopped and looked at her like she had trouble figuring out 2 plus 2. "Oh. You were serious." I laughed again.

"I think this is what Annabeth meant by trouble." Paris said.

Clarisse looked shocked, but got over it quickly. She punched me in the chest. I staggered, but took out my sword and swung.

"No, no, no!" Haile said and grabbed me around the waist, holding me back. I grunted, struggling.

Clarisse stared at me. "You were gonna cut me?"

I struggled but they pulled me away again. "Uh, yeah."

She glared and pushed her way into her cabin. Haile took me off the porch and let me go. "You were gonna kill her!"

"Was not!" I yelled back, staring into his eyes. He stopped, and ran his hand through his hair.

"Fine. Lets get you back to Annabeth."

Paris ran up on my other side as Connor trailed behind. "Did you see that look on her face? Price! Less!"

They laughed, and I couldn't help but laugh too.

"Alala?" I heard.

I looked up and saw Percy standing on the Hermes porch with Annabeth and Chiron. I smiled and hugged him, but then pulled back, realizing how I must look to him. I had armour, a sword, some cuts, a half blood tank...

"You look..." He trailed off.

I laughed. "I know."

"Well," Chiron said. "I'll leave him to you, Annabeth. Alala... go get his bed ready, okay?"

I nodded and went ahead of them as they stood beyond the threshold. Really, I didn't know what to do, but when Luke smiled and handed me a sleeping bag, I smiled back and set it next to mine.

"Cabin Eleven" Annabeth was saying.

"Regular or Undetermined?" Someone asked.

I didn't know what they meant, but Annabeth said, "Undetermined."

They groaned. Luke stepped forward and I bit my lip smiling as they talked. Luke gestured over to me and Perc's sleeping bag, with his horn on it, and I shrugged.

I couldn't hear what they were saying, but Annabeth tugged his arm and led him away as the cabin laughed. I rolled my eyes, closing my eyes for a nap.

I awoke to a pull in my stomach. It couldn't have been more than a few minutes after I dozed off, but I felt myself running towards something. Whatever was pulling me.

I ended up in a bathroom, looking at the scene in front of me. Clarisse was trying to dunk Percy's head in the toilet as her friends, the same from her cabin, laughed. Annabeth was looking through her fingers, and I pushed her aside, punching one of Clarisse's goons in the big, fat face of hers.

She fell back, and I was headed for the other one when the tug got bigger, making me double over.

The next thing I knew, I was sprawled next to Percy on the bathroom floor, Clarisse screaming at us, soaking wet. She was out the door, and me and Perc were dry, sitting in the only non-flooded part of the bathroom. Annabeth was staring in shock where she was before.

Percy stood, helping me up, shaking.

"How did you...?" Annabeth asked.

I didn't know what to say... neither did Perc.

"I don't know."

As we walked outside, I realized Clarisse and her friends were covered in mud, and other campers were standing around, gawking. She looked at us in hatred. "YOU KIDS ARE DEAD!"

Percy, of course, couldn't keep his mouth shut. "You want to gargle with toilet water again, Clarisse? Close your mouth."

I didn't even hit him this time. Her friends, including the one I punched in the face (she had a twisted nose that made me laugh) held her back and dragged her away to cabin 5.

Annabeth stared at us, and I stared right back, unsure.

"What. Are. You. Thinking?" Percy asked.

"I'm thinking..." She paused. "I want you on my team for Capture the Flag."

A/N: Hope you're glad I'm re-continuing my story! I thought the other day, and I really like this story! Well... thanks for reading, and I'm sorry for a short chapter. It might take me a while to update as I need to think how to do capture the flag and I'm gonna mesh the next to chapters together. REVIEW AND HAPPY HALLOWEEN!