B Plus

A/N: Hey! I had a really good day yesterday, so, I'll update today! :) So, this chappie will be when Allie first tells us about her dance hobby and she figures out about Percabeth. (Took her long enough!) haha. I still need ideas for the intro for Caleb. ( If you don't know who he is by now, two things: One: Climb out from the rock you've been hiding under and Two: YOU'RE SLOW!) Enjoy! Is my happiness freaking you out? Disclaimer: I don't own PJatO or I Will Be by Leona Lewis or Leona Lewis, although I do own the computer that this story was typed on... TEEHEE. Nor do I own nigahiga or his teehee ending. I don't own a lot of stuff that was created by some other person that isn't me.

When I saw my cabin, I FA-REAKED out, and in a good way! Book shelves lined the walls, desks covered the WHOLE place, and Annabeth said I could use her laptop when ever I wanted to, as long as she wasn't working on a blue-print or something. All of the bunks had been pushed up against the back wall. I chose the back corner one. The thing I loved most about it: the place had a space that was hard wood for battle practice, and it was HUGE. I thought Ok, battle practice. I'm pretty good at that. I wonder if I coud use it for dance. I don't want to make Annabeth think I'm abusing her niceness. Ah, I'll ask her anyway.

"Annabeth?"

"Yes?"

"Can I use that area for dance? I mean, I don't want to take up everyone's time, but, I need the practice."

"You dance? Is this your dance bag?" She asked as she held up my blue draw string "Project Teen" bag.

"Yeah. How'd you guess?" I asked jokingly, placing my wal-mart sack and suite case on my bed.

"Well, you really cant put dance stuff into a suite case and it be efficient, and your sack is full of shoes. Ummmm, yeah, just, don't play your music out loud unless no ones else is here."

"Thanks. Why? Does it distract you?"

"All of us. What about you? You distracted by it?"

"No," I replied. "But, I am terrified by-"

"Spiders." We said in unison.

"Haha. Yeah."

"Don't worry, we all are." She reassured me.

"Thanks. Imma change into my p.j.'s and do my skin care, is that ok?" I asked

"Not a problem. I'll do the same. Just not with you, that would be weird... Anyway, night, Allie! In the morning, you'll get to know your brothers and sisters," She told me. "And meet the camp director. You'll not like him, trust me."

- I slammed on my alarm. 8:02 am. Ok, time to go get my schedule, and then skip half of it to get in my dance practice. But first...

"ANNABETH? We have a new camper! In our cabin, unclaimed and sleeping in the corner bunk! ANN-"

"MALCOM, SHUT UP! You'll wake the little ones. You don't want to get pounded by owl pillow- pets again, do you?"

"No." A boy with blonde hair and gray eyes stood over me, yelling at Annabeth. That reminded me. I was also supposed to get a package from Dad with my pillow-pet. No one was in the cabin so I told Annabeth I was going to get dressed and ready for the day. That meant putting my hair in to a messy bun, my fave off the shoulder top and matching sports shorts. Then I went to my corner bunk and pulled out my dance bag from underneath. From inside I pulled out my pointe shoes. The pink satin had just started to tear on the toes. Then, out of each shoe, I pulled out my gelie-and-fabric ouch-pouches and spacers. On the top of the ouch-pouches gel was cut and slightly torn off from dancing in them so long. I took my spacers and stuck them in between my big toe and second toe. Then I made sure that the gel was touching my skin and slipped the ouch-pouches on. The only covered to just above the start of my very high arch to protect my toes from hurting too much. Not that they were numb and red after my average two hour practice, but it helped... and a lot! I should know, I've danced with out them... anyway, I took the left shoe and slipped my foot in. Then, taking the two ribbons, I crossed the inside ribbon under the outside ribbon. Then I wrapped them around my right ankle twice and then tucked the knot under the ribbons. Then I repeated the same steps on the left. I grabbed my phone, tapped my youtube app, typed in I Will Be By Leona Lewis, walked as best I could in pointe shoes to the back of the room and started in b plus.