Percy's POV

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Annabeth and I walked to dinner together that night. She held my hand, like always, but something was different. I hated saying that. I didn't even know why I thought things were going to change. I didn't want to strain our relationship. At all. But, I had a feeling some things were going to change after those new campers showed up. New campers showed up here all of the time. But, no, not like them. They were different; and I couldn't put my finger on why. That just made me even more upset.

As we were walking into the Pavilion, I saw Zuko and Mai. They were sitting on a rock just outside of the pavilion. They looked like they were arguing.

"I'll be back in a second," I said to Annabeth before I walked over to them.

"What do you want?" asked Mai, in a surprisingly low voice. I could already tell she was bored and didn't want to be here. I couldn't imagine why, because camp is the best place on Earth, at least for me. It got me wondering where she'd come from, and how she'd gotten like this. It could just be me, but it didn't seem…normal?

"Nothing," I said, turning around. "I'll just-"

But Zuko interrupted me, saying, "Don't get weirded-out by Mai. I know she does that sometimes."

"Thanks Zuko," She said, looking down and standing up, about to leave. "That makes me feel great."

"Listen," I said quickly. "Maybe I'll just talk to you later?"

He nodded, standing up. I started walking towards Annabeth again, Zuko leading Mai in behind us.

I went inside the pavilion and waved to Annabeth as she walked over to sit by her brother, Malcolm. I sat at my lonely, yet homey table, alone. As always, I ordered dinner, scraped my offerings, stared at the table, ate a little bit, stared at the window, ate a little bit, smiled as I thought about Annabeth, and ate a little more…

Some would call it a lonely existence, but I like the time to think. I mean, with all of the training, you don't get lots of time alone to think. So, it's kind of nice to just be able to relax and take a breath. It's also nice to have people not always talking to you. Weird as it may sound, I'm kind of a quiet person. Okay, really only sometimes… But I do like time to think and relax and breathe. Alright, I'll stop boring you with my boring dinner and get on with the rest of my night.

So, after I'd finished dinner, I cleared my place only to find a fight already engaged outside. Annabeth and Katara were enraged in a full on water vs. knife war. I pushed through the crowd which included Mr. D, who was sitting back in his stupid Hawaiian shirt and did nothing. I rolled my eyes as I pushed passed him to get to the two of them.

First, I felt a tug in my gut (I know, it sounds weird, but it works for me, okay?) and controlled Katara's water. I sent it flying through the air and into the fountain. Katara spun around at me with the most terrifying expression I'd ever seen a girl pull off. Okay, Athena was probably scarier, but still! I gave them both a look. Annabeth glared at both me and Katara, but still put her knife away.

"Okay," I said. "What is this about?"

"Aang showed up with me, right?" Katara took no time at all to answer me.

"Uh…" I kinda panicked. How could I say no? I mean, he had, right? So… My other option was to say yes, but then that would be siding with Katara. And I didn't want that. I didn't even know what this whole fight was about. I didn't want to be involved. Too late.

I looked at Annabeth. She had crossed her arms and one eyebrow raised. Her gray eyes were piercing. I quickly turned to Katara. Her wide eyes were narrow and expectant. Her mouth was quirked a little bit, daring me to disagree. I covered my face with my hands.

"I'm not getting involved," I yelled. Of course, I didn't stay completely neutral. I went over and stood by Annabeth. I found her hand and squeezed her hand gently, letting her know I was there. She pulled her hand away, not looking at me. She walked towards Katara. I didn't follow her. It wasn't my place. She'd chosen this battle, and when Annabeth chooses something, it's not a good idea to try to change it.

"He showed up with you," Annabeth seethed. "You had your chance to train him. And if you did a good job, we won't have much to straighten out, will we?"

"He beat the fire lord!" Katara screamed. "I trained him for that. We've been with him since the beginning! You have no idea how Aang needs to be trained! You don't know him!"

"I don't care!" My girlfriend argued with my (potential) sister. "Here, everyone gets training! We're warriors! We fight just dandy, too! Aang would benefit from learning our ways!"

"Learning your ways?" Katara retorted.

"Yeah," Annabeth said. "In case you've cared to notice, we've defeated the evil forces of Olympus, and are still here to tell the tale."

"Just because you're living," She yelled. "Doesn't mean that you're fighting was that spectacular. It just means you got lucky."

I knew she'd crossed the line there. I didn't even have to be facing Annabeth to know what face she had on. I didn't think that now was the right time for us to pick fights with the new comers, so I stepped forward.

"Wow," I said. "This has been a very full day. Why don't we just take a break, and come at it tomorrow, eh?"

"What's going on?" Aang had finally showed up. He quietly walked towards the group in a straight posture. The weirdest thing about him, was how grown-up he was. I mean, technically, he's 112, but it's easier on my mind if I just say he's 12.

"She wants to train you," Katara said, tightly.

Aang smiled. He looked at Katara for more information. She was just glaring at Annabeth. Annabeth held her eyes intensely.

"I can't wait!" Aang said, smiling.

"What?" Katara screamed.

"I'm excited!" Aang said. "I can finally learn some new tactics. Hopefully I can learn from everyone here. It seems like-"

Katara gave Aang a look and he cut off his sentence at that.

I looked around. No one was saying anything. I walked next to Annabeth and held her hand. She looked at me. Her head was tilted, like it always is when she's annoyed. Her grey eyes were slightly narrowed, like they always were when she wanted to deal with something by herself. I shook my head and lead her through the crowd of people. Once we were outside the ring, she started to fight harder. She kept hers eyes locked on mine the whole time, but kept tugging back towards the circle. Finally I just picked her up and kissed her. She stopped fighting. Enough said.

Annabeth is a very forgiving soul, so you'll take no surprise when we had a small argument that night as we fought with swords. Okay, in case you haven't been around for previous adventures, you'll know that this…is totally normal.

"You shouldn't have just let her win." Annabeth jabbed to the upper right. I blocked her knife easily. (Don't tell her I said this, but her fights are weaker when she's mad at Grover, Chiron, or yours truly.) I swung back, aiming for her left foot and narrowly missed as she jumped over it.

"She didn't win," I smiled, trying to laugh it off. "You're always the winner to me." I said tossing Riptide aside, knowing it'd be in my pocket if she tried to swing my head off. I closed my eyes and felt a small tug on my shirt. I opened my eyes to see her just roll her eyes but tuck her knife away. She smiled and laughed when she looked up. "What?"

"Nothing," She smiled innocently. "You forgot to button your shirt." I looked down and she had completely cut my buttons off their strings without ripping the cloth at all. I had to admire her knifing skills. I knew I kinda deserved it. She wouldn't have let it go without her doing something like this.

"Nicely done," I said sarcastically. I couldn't help but laugh.

Around nine, we finished training. I walked her up to her cabin. I kissed her goodnight and watched her disappear inside. I walked to my cabin in a daze. How many guys have girlfriends who:

Cut their clothes apart (how can you not laugh when that happens?)

Have sword fights everyday as part of a usual day (yawn…)

Aren't allowed to have dinner with you (not so great)

and

Can only breathe underwater when you're with them (yeah…I'm pretty great…)

I could only smile as I drifted asleep still in my clothes on top of my covers.