Hey… I'm back! What a surprise, right? Anyway, updates will be more frequent during the summer break, just to let you know.

Thanks to my reviewers:

ILoveWillRiker: Aww, thanks! Yeah, Thalia shocks Percy in The Titan's Curse, and I remembered that randomly, so I put it in the story.

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to (i can't put your name on this, it won't let me)- Thank you! :) Yes, but it'll be in the next chapter. This chapter would have been too long to include it.

Stellee123: Yeah, I agree, but these chapters are like in-between chapters. It will get faster, I think.

Thalia's POV

When I woke up, the sun was just coming up. I slowly sat up and stretched. Annabeth was still asleep next to me, snoring lightly.

I looked over at Luke's sleeping bag. He wasn't in it. I looked around, and I saw that the tent flap was open. I crawled out of the sleeping bag, careful not to wake Annabeth up.

I stepped outside, and saw Luke sitting cross-legged near a fire that he had built.

"Luke?" I asked, hoping that he wasn't still mad at me.

He looked up and when he saw it was me, he quickly looked back down.

I opened my mouth to say something else, but thought better of it. Why say something when he was going to ignore me anyway? I huffed and went back into the tent, feeling worse than before.

Annabeth was sitting cross-legged on our sleeping bag. When I walked in, she looked up at me.

"What's wrong?" Annabeth questioned when she saw my expression. "Luke?"

II looked at her in surprise. Could she really read me that well? I want to tell her that it had nothing to do with Luke, but I didn't want to lie.

"Yeah," I mumbled as I sat down beside her. "He's mad because I yelled at him yesterday… I think?" It came out like a question.

Was he angry because we had argued yesterday? Or was it something else that he was mad about? I couldn't ask him, he wouldn't even talk to me.

"Maybe that's not the reason he's mad at you," Annabeth told me, voicing my thoughts.

I didn't know what to think. I looked at Annabeth, who was looking at me quizzically. I looked down.

"Thalia?" Annabeth asked after I was silent for a minute.

"Yeah?" I answered.

"Have you tried to talk to him?" She questioned.

"Yeah," I muttered, still not looking up. "Right before you woke up, that's why I came in the tent."

I could feel Annabeth's eyes on me, but I kept my head down.

After a long pause, she sighed. "What if I talked to him?" she offered.

"No, it's ok," I said quickly. Even though it seemed rude that I wasn't taking the offer, I didn't want Annabeth solving my problems. I had made Luke mad at me, not Annabeth; it was my fault that Luke was mad at me, not hers.

"No, no! It's a good idea; I just want to talk to him myself," I reassured Annabeth when I saw her shoulders sag.

"Oh, I understand," She smiled, looking at me.

"I'm going to wait until later though," I added.

Annabeth nodded in agreement.

Throughout the whole day, when I tried to approach Luke, he would do anything to get away from me. He avoided me; he wouldn't even look at me. I tried to talk to him again, but he would just turn away like he couldn't hear me.

When the sun started to set, I decided he wasn't going to avoid me any longer. Without speaking, I sat beside him by the campfire. When he started to get up, I put my hand on his shoulder to stop him.

"Luke, wait-" I started, but he broke in.

"What do you want?" He hissed, shaking off my hand.

I was shocked by the tone of his voice. I had never seen him this angry before, and it frightened me.

"I-I just want to know why your angry, Luke," I stuttered, mentally kicking myself.

"Oh, you don't know, do you?" Luke sneered sarcastically.

His voice really got to me. What had I done to make him so mad? Could me yelling at him make him this angry, or was I right and it was something else?

"No, I don't, if you would just tell-" I was cut off by Luke again.

"Oh I'll tell you, alright," Luke snorted.

His sarcasm made me grit my teeth. "Just tell me already! I don't why you're this angry with me! I yelled at you! If that's why you're mad at me, I'm sorry!" I shouted, my voice rising with every word.

"Yeah, I'm mad at you because of that! But you always tell me what to do, so why should it bother me? I'm sick of it! You yelled at me for no reason at all and I don't what I did to make you mad!" Luke's voice rose to match mine. "I'm sick of you always telling me what to do! I don't have to listen to you!"

His answer took me by surprise.

"You didn't make me-" I started but Luke went on.

"I just wanted to get you guys to a safer spot and when I suggested that, you mocked me!" Luke's voice rose to a shout.

I looked around. If there were any people nearby, they had already heard us.

"I didn't want you to hurt yourself!" I shouted. "If you would've moved, you would've got worse, Luke!"

"What about you two! Was I supposed to just let you stand there when the monsters were all around us!?" Luke yelled.

"There were no monsters around us, I electrocuted them!" I yelled. I was starting to become annoyed with Luke quickly.

"Wait, what?" Luke was startled into a normal voice.

"I electrocuted them, but that doesn't matter right now! I wasn't mad at you, I was worried about you!" I shouted. "I-I thought that you were going to…" I whispered. I wasn't even sure he had heard me.

"Oh…I thought you were yelling at me. I didn't know-" He said quietly, putting his hand on my arm.

I shook it off. "Oh, save it!" I interrupted. "That's how you feel, right?" I screamed, feeling angry.

"No, I-" Luke started, but I cut him off again.

"I don't care!" I screamed behind me as I ran towards the tent, leaving Luke out there alone.

I threw myself on the sleeping bag and started punching it. It was the only thing that kept me from screaming. I kept punching it until I heard a small cough. I stopped punching the sleeping bag and turned around. Annabeth was watching me from a few feet away, her gray eyes wide.

"He wouldn't listen?" Annabeth asked.

"No, he listened. After he yelled at me," I muttered.

"What did he say?" She asked me timidly.

"He said that he's sick of me yelling at him, and how I always tell him what to do." I told her glumly. Then I realized something. "It's all my fault!" I yelled, dropping my head back into the sleeping bag.

After a pause, I felt Annabeth sit on the side of the sleeping bag.

"How is it your fault?" She asked.

"I yell at him too much, I guess," I mumbled, my voice muffled by the sleeping bag. "And now he's mad at me. I can't lose him, he's my best friend."

What if Luke never talks to me ever again? That would be some friendship. I thought to myself.

"Didn't you say that he listened to you though?" Annabeth questioned.

"Yeah, but he told me that he doesn't have to listen to me, so he won't," I sighed.

"Oh, so what are you going to do?" She asked again.

I shrugged in response.

I turned away and laid down hard on the sleeping bag. I would worry about it another day.

When I opened my eyes, a ray of sunlight hit my face. Annabeth was still asleep next to me. I saw Luke outside the tent. Maybe I could talk to him.

I needed to talk to him. Now.

I crawled out of the tent and pulled myself up next to him.

"Hey," I whispered.

He looked up. "I'm sorry," he mumbled.

"Why are you sorry? It my fault," I told him. "You have a right to be mad at me."

"No I don't, you were just worried about me, and I didn't even ask you why you acted that way in the first place. I just assumed that you were mad at me." He argued.

"But I still had no right to yell at you like that." I told him stubbornly.

"Yes, you did. You were worried about me. I'm sorry." he whispered. He gave me a one -armed hug and smiled. But I still had one question.

"Is what you said about me telling you what to do all the time true?" I asked.

"No," Luke said, shaking my head. "You wouldn't be you if you didn't boss me around," Luke told me.

"But do you really feel that way?" I asked.

"No, I understand now," He reassured me. "I just said that because I thought that you were mad at me. I really didn't mean it."

I didn't quite believe him. What if all the things he said were actually true; what if he actually felt that way? What if I did yell at him too much? I thought.

"Thalia, I'm not mad at you, and no, you don't yell at me too much," Luke reassured me.

"Wait, was I thinking that aloud, or can you read minds or something?" I joked.

Luke laughed. "Nah, I know you can't let things go sometimes."

"You know me too well," I laughed.

Luke laughed. "Yes I do." He agreed.

"I-" I started, but broke off when I heard Annabeth's scream cut through the air.

"Annabeth!" I screamed.

My spear and Aegis was already on my arm when I crashed through the tent. Luke was right behind me.

Annabeth was against the tent, her dagger a few feet away from her. I looked like she had thrown it at the monster- an old shriveled humanoid lady with bat wings and a shriveled face. I recognized her, too, because I had run into her a few times before. It was one of three Furies- Hades' torturers.

Great, just great. I thought bitterly as I charged the Fury.

"Daughter of Zeus!" The fury cackled. "Prepare to-" Then she saw my shield, screamed, and ran through the opposite side of the tent.

"Are you ok, Annabeth?" Luke asked as he ran to Annabeth's side.

Annabeth's eyes were as big as saucers, and she was shaking badly. She gulped and nodded.

"Let's go! There are probably more monsters coming, come on!" I yelled as I picked up our backpacks.

Luke nodded in agreement. I threw his backpack to him and he caught it. He slung in onto his shoulder and grabbed Annabeth's hand. We ran out together.

Behind us, our tent burst into flames. I heard the shrieks of monsters that thought that we were in the tent. I hoped they never found out we weren't.

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