Hi. I know you all hate me. I hate me too. Yet not really. Okay, update. And its kinda short. Hope its good. Again don't kill me. And me no Rick Riordan. If I was there would have been a boat load more Percabeth in BoO.

Annabeth's POV

As we got back to the class room, I had Chiron sign the teacher form the secretary had given me. I had Paul sign his during class earlier. The other students were still looking at Percy and I and whispering. Just then the bell rang, I knew that before lunch that the story of Percy and my's sparring demonstration would spread around the school like unconfined Greek fire.

Percy and I made it to our next class, Math, yay. I'm joking. I don't like math but it is essential if I am to become an architect. Though with that fact, this math class was pitifully easy. This, though, just allowed me to be able to help Percy more. Lucky him, because he really isn't good at math. This will change though, I was determined of that fact. I was going to get Percy through the year without him failing his classes.

After finishing the lite assignment due tomorrow, I took the teacher paper for this class up to the teacher. Our math teacher was a little old lady who taught almost all the high school and excelerated college math courses. She was adorable, extremely smart, and loaded on the homework. I was okay with it though. I was thinking she could be a decedent of Athena, maybe.

Thank you Romans for giving me the concept of legacies. It gave me hope for an actual future with Percy. Speaking of Percy, I noticed his eyebrows scrunching up adorably in confusion as I walked back to my seat. He is such a Seaweed Brain, but he is my Seaweed Brain. After class we had lunch, and boy what a surprise was waiting for us. We had just walked outside to the tables in the courtyard, with Percy's school friends, to eat our lunch. What we found was everyone at school surrounding and starring at a group of kids. I group of kids we happened to know.

Jason and Piper, Frank and Hazel, Nico and Will Solace, Reyna, Grover, Rachel, Clarisse and Chris, the Stolls and Katie Gardener, along with Chiron in his wheelchair, were sitting at a table waiting for us. They were tense and looked ready for a fight. Percy and I exchanged a look and ran over. We pushed through the crowd and quickly started asking questions in Ancient Greek. "What's wrong?", I asked. I looked towards Chiron after everyone looked away, apparently not wanting to tell me the bad news. "It seems, my dear," he said with worry in his expression," that Gaea has one final move to play before she is finally done."

Suddenly the earth started shaking, shaking with laughter. The mortals were screaming, looking around for the source of the laughter. I thought, that can't be right, the Mist should be convincing them it's a freak, yet none magical earthquake or something. A voice suddenly spoke, a voice a thought would never be heard again. "Oh, right you are grandson, right you are." Gaea's voice was laced with sleep, but it was her who was speaking. "I only wish to give a belated birthday gift to the Hero of Olympus. A month late I believe. I shall never wake again, to your relief. You have proven yourself worthy to live young heroes, remember that. You have defeated my titans and my giants. Though can you survive the world, now that it is about to know your secret."

I immediately understood what this "gift" was. I couldn't understand how she did it, but i understood how the mortals could see and why they had stopped in fear as Gaea spoke. Because they could indeed hear her. "I give you the gift of everyone who inhabits me, to see you for who you truly are and the world for what it truly is. The Mist is no more." With that she laughed evilly, you could tell she was loosing consciousness, even as she laughed. Then suddenly she was gone. The mortals were staring at us demigods and our weapons that had been drawn the moment Gaea had spoken for one last time. Ignoring them I turned to Percy, worry evident on both of our faces," The Mist," I said," it's gone."

Mwahahahahahahaha (from inside baracaded bunker on the middle of no where where no one can find me) cliffhanger cliffhanger cliffhanger. Sorry, yet not really. Though I am sorry for the VERY late update. Again, read BoO and was so uuuuuhhhhhh on what to right than I spent more time reading fanfic then writing it and I read some with the mist disappearing and ideas formed but I'm just now writing down. Again sorry. Love you all Please read and review.