I've known about it for weeks, but can we just take a moment to praise Magnus Chase! The first chapter is online, just search sword of summer 1st chapter. I CANNOT wait for October, and I'm especially excited because I live close to Fairfax VA, where one of his book signings will be! Udbdnslslsmsmsnbebdbdnd. - me thinking about the Sword of Summer. :) Also, go onto Youtube and search Nico's Lullaby. The feels are real.

I stared at Percy. He was looking at me with a face of complete honesty. Was he so crazy that he actually believed this madness?

"Are you dyslexic? Do you have ADHD?" he asked. After I nodded, he continued, "Your brain is hardwired for Ancient Greek, and your hyperactive brain is helpful in battles."

I figured that if I played along with this, it would be safer, and I might have a better chance to get out of this roller coaster bubble ride.

But how was he doing this bubble thing? Was there some cool science trick that could do this? I didn't understand…

"I'm a son of Poseidon," Percy said, "that's why I can control the water."

Poseidon. That rang a bell. He was the god of the ocean. That would explain why Percy can do these water tricks… if Poseidon was even real! I still couldn't get over the fact that he actually thought I believed him. I mean, he was talking about myths! Not true stories!

"I can still see you don't believe me." He took a knife out of his pocket. I got scared again, thinking he was about to murder me or something. Instead, he cut a long line down his arm, which started bleeding badly.

"Oh my gosh," I stammered, "why did you do that? You're bleeding!" I took a step towards him to help, and then realized he was at least five years older than me, had a knife, and was crazy. Awkwardly, I moved back to where I was. The amazingly dry sand seeped into my tennis shoes.

Percy had a look of pain on his face, and I couldn't help but feel sorry for him. Actually, I could. No feelings of pity what-so-ever. Whenever he looked at the water at a certain angle, the ripples made his eyes flash.

A long shiny thing broke through the bubble, and I screamed. I thought it was a snake, or some long animal. Instead, as it grew longer, I realized that it was water. A hovering, rope-like, moving thing of water. It wasn't even touching anything. Maybe science could create a bubble, but not this.

The water kept growing in the direction of Percy, and it quickly reached his outstretched arm. His cut was angled towards me, and little droplets of blood kept falling and hitting the ground. The moment the floating water touched his skin, it kept going. A thin layer of water skimmed up his arm, and once it covered his cut, the entire thing dropped to the ground.

When I looked back up at Percy, his cut was still angled towards me. Except, it wasn't. The cut was gone. There wasn't even a scar, or leftover blood. I looked back down at the sand, where the blood had dripped off of his arm. Even that was gone, washed away by the water like the cut itself.

Oh.

Percy looked at me, as if checking I hadn't freaked out or fainted. I just stood there looking at his arm for any trace of the cut that had to be real. A little voice in my mind whispered the words I didn't want to hear. Maybe he isn't lying. Maybe there are actually Greek gods. Maybe you might even be a child of one of them.

Even though I really didn't want to listen to that voice, it was the most logical thing to believe. Wow, I never thought I would say that believing in Greek gods is logical.

I closed my mouth, which I hadn't even realized was hanging open. I had so many questions, unfortunately, I was too shocked to form coherent words.

Percy looked at me oddly, like he suddenly noticed something odd about me. "Why were we in that boat in the first place?"

I blushed, my embarrassment making me forget I had just accepted that Greek gods existed. It's funny the things whacking people with oars can make you forget.

"I, um, well. You were swimming around my boat, and I thought you were a shark or something…" My voice got lower and quieter as I went on, eventually mumbling. "And, I kinda hit you hard on the head with an oar. And then I dove into the water to save you once I realized you were actually human."

He just kinda stared at me for a moment.

"Hey!" I said defensively, "I was having an off day!"

He cracked a smile, which annoyed me even more. "That explains why my head hurts."

I hated having to give into this guy, who was much older than me. I always thought of myself as tough and stubborn, and giving into things made me mad. When someone finds it funny when I'm mad just makes me want to punch someone. Specifically, them.

I crossed my arms giving him another glare. This guy annoyed me so much.

"You know," Percy said, "you didn't need to save me from drowning. I can breathe underwater. It's part of my powers."

"Of course you can," I muttered, "just my luck. I almost drowned saving a person that can't drown. Someone should give my the irony award of the year."

Again, Percy chuckled at my anger. The ticking time bomb inside of me finally hit zero, and my temper went through the bubble roof.

"YOU ARE SO INSUFFERABLE!" I yelled at him, moving towards him. My hands were flying, pointing at him angrily, almost smacking him in the face. It should have been silly to watch. A thirteen year-old girl going after a college aged guy with nothing but her words and hands, yet Percy backed away from me with his hands in a "chill gesture".

"Whoa, calm down!" Percy said, still backing up.

That was the last straw. Telling me to calm down. Never, EVER, tell me to calm down.

"I WILL NOT CALM DOWN, AND DON'T YOU EVER THINK YOU CAN MAKE ME!" I screamed, "YOU JUST TRAP ME IN A BUBBLE, TELL ME GREEK MYTHOLOGY IS REAL, LAUGH AT ME, AND THEN TELL ME TO CALM DOWN?"

Percy reached the edge of the bubble, and he slipped through, escaping safely from my yelling. I banged my fist on the wobbly bubble, screaming my head off and yelling at Percy. I admit now, it was a little much, but every one has to let out a little steam every once and a while, right? I just had a bit more steam than usual.

Outside the bubble, Percy looked at me kind of sadly, like he actually cared that he had trapped me in a giant bubble. I wonder why that could be?

The bubble started to rise, making me slip around as my feet left solid ground. Of course, this made me even angrier. Who did he think he was, just moving me around like he could tell me where to go? Again, the lack of control make me shout not-so-nice things at Percy. I'm sure if I had been in school while doing this, I would have been suspended in a heartbeat.

The bubble kept rising until it finally reached the surface and popped, making me free at last. Percy was sitting in the boat, waiting for me to get on. I wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of him thinking I depended on him and his magic water powers.

I started swimming towards the shore, not looking back to see what Percy was doing. It wasn't a fast, frantic swim like before, more like a steady, strong swim that got you to where you were going. I was a bit farther than halfway there when I saw the tiny boat through my peripheral vision. As it came side to side with me, I could see the eye and the painted Pax II on the side. Percy wasn't even paddling, probably using his magic powers. Again. Did he use them to eat?

"What are you doing?" he asked me. I could barely hear him over the splashing of the water.

"Swimming to shore," I said, like it was perfectly normal for me to do so. Which, of course, it was.

Percy said nothing more. I got to shore quickly, not even feeling tired, which was odd. Maybe it was my adrenaline, fueling my body and telling it to keep going.

I climbed onto the dirt and grass, my clothes dripping wet and clinging to my skin. Percy climbed out of the dingy, his clothes perfectly dry, just like yesterday.

I started walking in the direction that I thought was the weird house. I understood some of it now, and I knew I probably needed to go there. I wasn't walking, swimming, or rowing anywhere with Percy, however.

He ran up to me and stood in my path. I walked past him, shoving him out of the way slightly. From behind me he called, "We need to take the boat, it will be faster."

"I'm not going anywhere with you." I said harshly, hoping I made him mad. At least not amused.

When I kept walking and made no sign of turning around, Percy ran in front of me again. He looked confused, as if he was finally realizing I was serious. I was about to make some comment about how he should just leave me alone and go wherever when a voice called from behind us.

A boy that looked around my age stood there. He was wearing all black clothes, and the light around him seemed dim, like his darkness was infecting the air.
"Percy, I'm glad I found you. Chiron found the boat gone and we all assumed something happened to you. Annabeth is worried sick."

Percy looked horrified. "Oh gods, Annabeth… We have to leave, now."

Before I could interrupt the conversation and ask what was going on, Percy grabbed my hand. I didn't even have time to yank out of his grip and make some insult about guys before darkness overwhelmed me.

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