A/N Hey guys I am back! I want to thank my amazing beta: Daughter of Poseidon! She is doing an amazing job editing! Thanks! Okay, on with the chapter. By the way, the resorts that they are getting married at I have been to so no complaints! Oh and at the bottom is a contest that you might be interested in. And also, I got bored and decided to put myself in the story.

IMPORTANT: Do not tell me that what I am saying about the landmarks and other stuff in the airport is wrong. My entire family is in the aviation business and I fly at least six times a year so I don't want to hear it. Thank you.

Disclaimer: I sadly do NOT own PJO or Majestic Colonial/ Majestic Elegance Resort.

"Last call for flight 375." A lovely feminine voice said over the intercom of Newark Airport.

"Percy! We are going to miss the plane!" I screeched, while he tried to convince the security guard to let Thalia bring her mace canister (AKA Spear) aboard the plane.

"I'm sorry sir, she cannot bring this aboard. It would be in direct violation of our code." She said in a condescending tone, motioning towards the large sign that clearly stated: Do not under any circumstances may any passengers bring mace canisters aboard the plane. Thank you.

"Percy lets just show her what it is." Thalia said, turning toward the lady. Then she made it turn into the spear.

The lady rolled her eyes. "Demigods, huh? Move along."

I breathed a sigh of relief. We ran to gate were just about to close the doors.

"Wait!" Nico yelled. The smiling woman stopped and stared, annoyed at us for yelling. "We need to board. We have first class tickets."

She smiled wryly. "I was wondering why first class was so empty."

She looked at all of our passports and tickets as fast a possible. Then she ushered us onto the plane.

"Where do we go?" I hissed.

Someone laughed. She stood. "I can help you with that." She was average sized and skinny. Her hair was down and she was super blond with dark, natural highlights. She was wearing plaid shorts, with a short sleeve t-shirt. She wore big, DC's. If she was attempting to look casual, her evil plan was succeeding. "My name is Alessa."

I stuck my hand out. "Thanks. Do you know where our seats are?"

"Give me your tickets."

I did and she glanced at them. "Cool. Percy and Annabeth have the seat right across from me, C1 and D1. Thalia and Nico are in front of them, C2 and D2. Grover and Juniper are in front of them," She explained professionally.

"Interesting names…" she muttered as an afterthought. We decided to pretend that we didn't hear her.

She turned to one of the flight attendants.

"Hey Mary! Don't you love first time flyers?"

Mary laughed and nodded. We sat with our bags in our laps.

Alessa stifled a giggle. "You guys need to put your bags in the overhead bins or under the seat in front of you." Alessa knows a lot about the aviation business for a teenage girl.

"Oh." We stashed our bags. Suddenly a voice came over the intercom.

"This is your captain speaking. Welcome aboard. Thank you for flying with us. We are in a Boeing 737 800 today on a flight to Punta Cana, Dominican Republic. Our arrival time is approximately 8:27 AM. I hope you enjoy your flight with us. Thank you."

Alessa got up. "Where are you going?" I asked.

"I'm going to talk to George."

"George?"

"The pilot. He is the best! I know everyone."

"Are you even allowed back there?" I questioned curiously.

She held up a card. "This is the pass-key to everything." Then she walked up to the doors and knocked. A flight attendant rushed up to her and started to pull her away.

"Percy, look." I said to Percy, who was anxiously biting his nails.

He looked up and saw Alessa glaring at the woman. The woman backed up, with wide eyes. Who is this girl? I thought.

The door opened and the old man's eyes lit up. They shook hands and at once started laughing joyfully like old friends. Then the pilot's head snapped back to the cockpit and his face lost its light. He hugged her and walked back to the room, and shut the double doors. Alessa casually walked back, smiling.

"Who are you?" I asked suspiciously.

"Well, I am the daughter of someone who is very important to the aviation business." She smirked. Then she glanced at Percy. "What's wrong with him?"

"He is not much of a flyer."

"Ah. Do you mind if I sit next to him for a minute?"

"I guess not…" I replied, slightly afraid of her. She sat next to him and murmured in his ear. His eyes shot open.

"How did you know?" He asked in amazement.

"It's really obvious, no offence."

"Oh."

"Don't worry, we will be off soon." As if on cue, there was a dinging sound. A voice came over the intercom.

"The captain has just turned on the fasten seat belt sign. Please, take your seat and please return your seats and try tables to their upright position. We will be departing soon."

Alessa and I switched seats. "Percy? Are you sure you're okay?" She asked, clearly concerned.

"Yeah I'm okay…I think…"

"The cabin doors have closed, please turn off all cell phones and electronic devices. Please direct your attention to the screens to view a safety video. Thank you for flying with us."

The video started and Alessa murmured something under her breath. I listened closer and realized that she was reciting the video. As the plane started to move, Percy anxiously grabbed my hand. Then it got really loud. Percy squeezed his eyes shut. "It's just thrust Percy!" Alessa laughed. Then we were shooting down the runway. Suddenly, we were up in the air. It was the strangest feeling. Everyone in our party was gripping their armrests, looking straight forward, while Alessa was boredly drumming on every surface available, including the head of the dude next to her. Finally we reached the correct altitude and stopped ascending.

"You are now free to move about the cabin. Please, read the magazine in front of you to see a list of approved electronics."

We all reached forward to grab the magazine. "Don't bother. If there is something you can't use, I will tell you. So, who are you? And what is your story?"

"Well I am Annabeth Chase and this is Percy Jackson. He is my-"

"Wait I know this one. You are engaged and getting married on June…24th? 25th? Close enough. There is also a knife concealed on your arm and Percy has a pen. Thalia has a canister of pepper spray? Mace? And Nico…Nico seems dark; he has a sword under his shirt. Hm…Grover has hooves and Juniper has a sapling in the overhead bin." I stared at her.

"How-what-wh-" I asked surprised.

"I mastered the art of deducing a long time ago. And I saw you guys get here. It was rather funny to watch if you ask me."

"How old are you?" I asked, wishing I had her deducing skills.

"Fourteen."

"Okay. How come everyone here treats you like a goddess?"

"Once again, my family. I basically am a goddess here, daughter of Athena."

Nico groaned in front of us. "Are we there yet?"

A/N Okay that chapter is done. The next chapter will be more of the plane and Alessa. Now you people know what kind of person I am. Here is the contest. I want some OC for Doves Hate Me. If you want to be in it, review like this, telling me about the person. I will use me as an example.

Name: Alessa

Gender: Female (it would be bad if you were talking about a girl and I thought it was a guy)

Mortal or Demigod: Demigod

Friend or Foe: Friend

Description: Average sized and skinny; was super blond with dark, natural highlights; Blue-ish grey eyes that change based on the weather

Likes: Tropical drinks (no alcohol!); Weddings; writing; reading; computers; airplanes; first time flyers

Dislikes: Dumb people; extremely smart people; Unicorns; ect.

Okay just do it in that format. Thanks!