I am so sorry to keep you guys all waiting.. one year. I am going to try to update more regularly now. That is one of my main goals. I know that you probably want to throw tomatoes at me or something and I know I deserve that. At least I didn't abandon this story, right? Well, here goes. Another chapter of Oh Gods, Please Save Me. ~Demigirl606

Chapter 8

Nancy's POV:

Percy and his girlfriend stared at me. "I'm sorry, I was bored so I decided to check out this place out. I can leave-"

"No, it's fine, you can stay," Annabeth said. "You must be Nancy, I'm Annabeth, daughter of Athena."

"I know," I said. "I mean, Clarisse showed me a picture," There was an awkward silence. "Um, you guys fight really well."

"Thanks, I've been here since I was seven and Percy is the best sword fighter we've had in over 300 years. Well, there was a guy, Luke, who held that title, but it's not exactly a pleasant conversation topic here," Annabeth explained. I glanced at Percy and saw that his face was red and he was a little angry.

"You guys must be the leaders here then, right?" I asked.

"Well, Percy led us in a war we had last year, and everyone looks up to him," Annabeth said. I glanced at Percy again and saw his face was tomato red in embarrassment.

"I wouldn't say that.." He said.

"He's being modest," Annabeth said. "He's still not very comfortable being the leader."

"As long as you're always there to tell me what to do, Wise Girl, then everything will be fine," Percy said.

Annabeth smiled. "Well then, Seaweed Brain, I guess that it's a good thing that I have the brains."

They started moving closer together. I coughed. They both blushed and turned away from each other, blushing, but holding hands.

"Well, tomorrow is when you start all of your activities," Percy said. "I'm teaching you sword fighting you and Annabeth is teaching you ancient Greek."

"Cool," I said.

"Why don't we walk with you back to your cabin," Annabeth suggested. "Dinner will be in a few minutes."

Percy mumbled something, but Annabeth elbowed him in the gut.

"Um, sure, that sounds cool," I said.

As we were walking back you could tell that everyone in the camp looked up to Percy. They would wave at him and tell him hi, and he would do the same with a huge smile on his face. Some of the younger kids would run up to him and show him what they made in arts and crafts and he would tell them how awesome it looked, even if it looked awful. I didn't exactly want to admit it, but Percy was born to be a leader. He had definitely changed since we were twelve.

Once we arrived to the Ares cabin Percy and Annabeth said goodbye and headed across the pavilion so Percy could walk Annabeth back to her cabin.

"They're cute together aren't they?" I turned around and saw Clarisse standing in the doorway. I nodded. "They're a team. Annabeth is the brains and Percy does whatever she tells him to do. They've fought together so much they know each others weak points and strengths."

"Everyone loves them." I said. It wasn't a question, but a statement.

She nodded. "Yeah, pretty much. If you don't like them, then you respect them. That's how it is here. Without them, the world would be a mess." I stayed quiet. "You might be thinking that Percy is the same as when he was twelve. He's not. I met him that summer. He's a leader now."

"I figured," I murmured.

You could hear a shell being blown in the distance. "Time for supper," Clarisse said. "Don't tell anyone we had this conversation. Sister or not, I will beat you to a pulp."

I smirked, "Bring it on, sis."