Grace's POV
"I'm home!" I yelled as I entered the house.

"Hi honey! How was your day?" mom called. She was in the kitchen (of course). I sat down at the table saying, "It was cool. I'm glad to be out of that place!"

"I thought you liked school," my mom said. I quirked an eyebrow and said, "Nobody likes school. Some people, like me, like it more because their best friend, who is NOT their only friend, go there as well."

She stared at me blankly. "That was confusing. I'm just trying to say-" I was cut off by Percy saying, "You don't have any friends?" I knew he was joking, but I threw my binder at him anyway.

"I have more friends than you," I grumbled. "Alannah, Franny, Jojo, Nico, Andres, Daniel, Gaby, Adela, Marcos, Himanshu, Ian, Taro, Jackie, Aamel, Emily, Andrea-" I listed before Percy said, "Now you're just saying your entire class."

"Because all of them are my friends! I'm just THAT awesome!" I said.

"You also have a giant ego," he said.

"It must run in the family!" I said back. He grinned.

"If you're done insulting each other about non-existent egos then would you mind helping me with dinner...besides I have more friends than both of you," mom said. We stared at her shocked.

I just shrugged, "She probably does."

"Yeah. So what are we making?" Percy asked. That reminded me. "I need to make blue cookies for Alannah. She'll give them to Nico (if she doesn't eat them all) and then he'll love her!"

"Are you still trying to play matchmaker?" Mom asked.

"Come on! They both like each other! Even Nico told me that he did!" I said.

"You threatened to splash him with toilet water!" Percy said, but I could see that he was smiling.

"It worked!" I said. He just started laughing.

"Sometimes I think you might actually be a daughter of Aphrodite," mom said.

"Eww. Just because I want my best friend to be with the guy she likes and stop talking about him ALL the time, does not mean I'm a daughter of Aphrodite," I said. I so was not pretty enough for that.

"Set the table you two," Mom said. After dinner mom went to bed quickly, she had been working everyday this week. "Night mom," me and Percy said. She smiled saying, "Goodnight kids."

Then I started making my cookies. Percy stood beside me. "Can I help you?" I asked him.

"Do you mind if I help?" he asked. He never helps me bake, what was going on?

"Ummm, I guess." He reached for a bowl, but I smacked his hand away. "I thought you said I could help!" he said.

"Yeah, but you have to wash your hands first! I know for a fact that sea water doesn't taste too good on cookies." He rolled his eyes, but washed his hands anyway. Then I gave him the bowl. He just stood there.

"Well? Aren't you going to do anything?" I asked. He blushed, "I,um, I don't know what I'm supposed to do." I laughed, "How are you part of this family and you don't know how to make cookies? Fine, crack two eggs."

He got out two eggs and did as I asked. I looked into the bowl. "Don't leave the shell in there!" I exclaimed. He frowned and said, "Sorry that you didn't tell me specifically what to do!" He yelled.

I rolled my eyes and got a new bowl and two more eggs. "Like this," I said cracking one of the two eggs. He smiled and grabbed the second egg.

"Is this right?" He asked cracking the egg over my head. I gasped and grabbed a hand full of flour throwing it at him. He coughed and retaliated with some more flour.

I growled and felt a tug in my stomach. Out of nowhere water burst out of the faucet and pushed him to the floor. Unfortunately when he got up he was completely dry.

He smirked and I just said, "Help me clean up. I still have to make cookies." We cleaned up in silence and I made the cookies. He tried to grab one of them when they were done.

"Really?" I asked. He bit into the cookie anyway. "Why are you still mad?" He asked.

"Cause you didn't apologize!" I said.

"Why should I?" he asked.

"You cracked an egg over my head!"

"You threw flour at me! And pushed me!"

"But you started it!"

"Gods, you're such an annoying brat!" He yelled. I glared at him and just turned around trying to hide my tears.

Great! I could control water, but I couldn't keep in some pathetic tears! I began putting my cookies into a container as I heard Percy storm out. I can't believe he ate a cookie anyway! I hate him! Crap, why am I crying! I really need to get away from here, I need to get back to camp.

A/N: Oh hey. This is Garce(finally) and Goldie just taught me how to post this chapter. By the way, my cookies are amazing.

Goldie: Yes they ARE!

So peace for now. AND hope ya'll like it.