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Oh yay, my first story on :] Gulp, I hope you guys like it.

And yes, my first story is Percy Jackson. Got anything against demigods?

Oh, and this story takes place after the last book in the Percy Jackson series.

I'm thinking that this will be a two-shot.

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There she was. In the forest, next to Zeus's Fist. I couldn't wait to finally see her again.

"Juniper!" I cried, racing towards her. I had been out and about in the world, teaching people about recycling, and recruiting demigods as they crossed my path. So I hadn't seen Juniper in more than four months.

Juniper turned around when she heard my voice. Her expression surprised me. Sadness, disappointment, anger and insecurity. I saw these emotions, and more, in her face. Had my love been crying?

I slowed to a stop, and gave Juniper an awkward hug. Why was it awkward? Had I done something?

"Juniper, what's wrong?" I asked nervously.

"Oh nothing, Grover," She said, and turned away. I was slowly dying inside as I realized what must've happened. I had been away too long, Juniper had grown impatient, and now her and some other satyr were together. And now she was about to dump me. I knew it. I knew it in my heart and soul. (even though I didn't technically have one) This was it. My love life was over.

"I don't want you to leave me!" I blurted out. Why did I say that? That didn't make any sense with what she had told me. I was freaking out inside. I wished I had some nice tin cans to chew on.

"What do you mean?" Juniper asked, facing me again, confusion on her face, "I wouldn't leave you for anything. I was actually going to say the same thing..." She trailed off, and now I was completely confused too.

"Wait, what do you mean?" I asked her. I looked down at the ground. Today was supposed to be perfect. Why wasn't it perfect? Probably because I was involved.

"Well, you've been away for so long. Longer than we agreed on. Remember, after the big fight with all of the Titan's, you promised me you wouldn't be gone for more than four months. Because last time, I got really worried," Juniper explained. She looked at me in the eye, and I looked up at her, but then I dropped her gaze. Who knew that juniper bushes were so intimidating?

"Well?" She asked, "why were you gone so long?"

I looked up at her. "Well, because I had to teach some people in Colorado about recycling. They didn't seem to get the concept."

"Is that all? Because I don't think that would've taken more than four months," Juniper told me, "you weren't, maybe, seeing another tree?" I gasped. Is that why she had seemed so distant in the past five minutes? Did she really think that I would see another tree?

Juniper had started silently crying.

"Bahaha," I said, surprised, "Oh no, not at all!" I exclaimed, franticly, "what would make you think that. I-I mean, why would I even want to? I already have you!"

"But Clarisse told me that you were." Juniper said sadly.

"Clarisse?" I asked, becoming even more confused. What was my Juniper doing talking to a weed like that? "Why would you believe Clarisse? Her dad is the god of war. Of course she'd want a fight. Nothing she says is ever true!"

"Really, Grover? Because I seem to remember a certain blueberry bush!" She accused me.

"What, you mean Blue?" I asked, "that happened almost two years ago!" I said, "besides, I mean, you were seeing another satyr!"

"Only because you were seeing a blueberry bush!" Juniper said, growing madder. She folded her arms and turned away from me.

"Juniper," I said, desperately, "I promise never to be away for more than four months ever again."

"It's too late!" She cried, and then ran out into the clearing.

"Whoa, Juniper, what's wrong?" A familiar voice asked. Anger grew inside of me. Clarisse! The little scoundrel had been eavesdropping on us!

Juniper stopped running, "Clarisse?" She asked, "were you listening to me and Grover talk?"

"Of course not. I was just scouting ahead for some of the campers. We're playing a war game, and the scout's the most important part," she said matter-of-factly.

"Clarisse!" I yelled, and ran over there, "what did you tell Juniper?"

"Oh Grover, you're finally back!" She said, grinning, "how's your other girlfriend?"

"Blahaha, I don't have another girlfriend!" I yelled.

"Really, what about this magnolia tree you've been telling me about?" Clarisse asked innocently.

"Ooh! A magnolia tree!" Juniper asked, outraged.

"What, no! There is no magnolia tree!" I said, becoming increasingly angry at Clarisse.

"Of course there is. Maggie, right? You've told me all about her," Clarisse said, happily.

"Ooh!" Juniper stormed off. I chased ofter her, leaving Clarisse laughing behind us.

"Juniper, I am not seeing another tree, I swear!" I said, but I only got silence. Suddenly, Juniper disappeared into green mist. Either we had reached the limit of how far she could go, or she was completely shunning me. And I was pretty sure it was the latter.

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For the rest of the day I just walked around camp miserably. Percy tried to talk to me once, said that everything would be okay, but it was no use. I had lost my Juniper. And all because Clarisse had lied. Nothing would ever be okay.

I wondered up to the hill, where Thalia's pine tree stood. The Golden Fleece was sitting there, flowing in the wind. It could heal any damage done to anything. Well, not any damage. It couldn't heal my broken heart. I started crying.

"Grover, what's wrong?" Annabeth asked. I looked up. When had Annabeth gotten here? Wasn't she supposed to be in San Francisco for another week?

"Annabeth?" I asked, then quickly dried my eyes. I didn't exactly want my one girl best friend to think I was a sissy. Even though I was.

"Yeah, I decided to come to camp early. Well, um, actually, my family kinda forgot my birthday the other day, and then we got into this big argument, and well, here I am," she said, shrugging her shoulders, "but I want to know why you are crying. What's wrong?"

"Everything," I said, and then burst into tears.

"Aw, Grover, what happened?" Annabeth asked, clearly sympathetic. Suddenly I felt even more terrible (if that was possible). Annabeth had just run away from home again because her parents had forgotten her birthday, probably wanting to get into camp and say hi to some real friends, and here I was, keeping her from all that with my stupid little problem.

"Nothing, just go say hi to the people at camp," I said sadly, "I don't want to keep you."

"Grover, they aren't expecting me for a whole week, I'm sure that they can wait a couple more minutes," Annabeth told me, "now tell me what's wrong."

Looking into one of my oldest friend's eyes, I couldn't resist my tears anymore.

"It's Juniper," I said quietly, tears escaping my eyes, "she broke up with me."

"What!" Annabeth cried, "why? Grover, what happened?"

"Clarisse happened, that's what," I said sadly.

"Ooh, that girl is gonna get it," Annabeth said, standing up and offering me her hand, "c'mon Grover, let's go."

"Where?" I asked, desperately hoping that Annabeth wasn't about to challenge the war god's daughter.

"We're gonna get your girlfriend back." She said. I gulped back my fear and worry (or most of it) and took her hand.

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