"Turn the damn thing off!" Annabeth woke to a hung over Thalia and a blaring alarm clock. One thing was for sure though; Thalia's screaming by far overpowered the beeps of the clock.

She groaned and pulled the comforter over her head. Thalia's curses only grew louder.

"Annabeth fucking Chase! Turn it off!" she shouted.

"Thalia! Shut up!" Annabeth yelled back. She propped herself up on her elbow and squinted at the tiny device flashing and beeping on the table next to her. After a bit of fumbling, she hit the snooze button. The room quieted.

"Thank god," Thalia grumbled falling back onto the mound of pillows that she had arranged for herself the night before. Annabeth looked at the clock again; the red numbers blared back at her saying it was 6 a.m.

"We have to get up, Thalia." Annabeth shook Thalia's still form. "We're leaving at nine. It's six. Get up." This time, she pushed Thalia more forcefully resulting in her tumbling over the side of the bed. Thalia cursed as she hit the floor.

"I have a headache. Leave me alone."

"No, you are hung over." Silence. Annabeth sighed and threw herself onto her feet. She shuffled over to Thalia and grabbed her feet. "I'm going to haul your ass outside if you don't get up," she hissed. And then she started pulling. Or tried to at least.

"What do you weigh? 500 pounds?" After a few more moments of struggling, Annabeth gave up and let Thalia's legs drop to the floor with a smack.

"You know… we could sleep two more hours and just leave at 11…" Thalia suggested. As appealing as that sounded, Annabeth knew it would only bring her trouble. Athena wanted them on the road by nine. Luke was going to leave his apartment at nine to meet them at Camp. It was really Athena's wrath that she feared, but she couldn't give up the chance to rebel one last time before being shipped off to prison for the summer. So Annabeth fell onto the bed and wrapped her duvet around her body.

"Okay…but we have to get up at eight." Thalia didn't respond for she was already passed out on the cold floor.

Annabeth woke with a start. She squinted against the warm beams of sunlight streaming through her windows. Thalia had moved to the bed at some point, and her dark hair was splayed wildly around her face. Then Annabeth's stormy eyes moved to the clock beside her. 5:00 p.m. She gasped and quickly shook Thalia awake.

"It's five, Thalia, we are screwed. We are soooo screwed!" She yelled and ran to her closet. The outfits they had picked out the day before sat neatly folded on top of the girls' suitcases. Annabeth grabbed both sets and threw part of them at Thalia, who was now sitting up in a daze. She looked even more crazy awake than asleep.

Her makeup was smeared all around her eyes making her look like a raccoon and her dress was around her waist, rumpled. No telling what I look like, Annabeth thought. She hurried into her bathroom and stripped quickly. The orange Camp Half-Blood shirt and short jean shorts were almost heaven after sleeping in that uncomfortable dress. Then she attacked her face and hair. Yep, she was way worse than Thalia.

Annabeth blonde hair still had all the hairspray and glitter in it from the night before and it had knotted to look like a bird's nest on the top of her head. Then there was lipstick all on the side of her cheek and eye shadow all over her face. She groaned and got to work using quite a few makeup wipes and taking a good twenty minutes on her hair. When it was finally untangled, she threw it up in a ponytail and grimaced at her reflection. All the makeup was gone but that didn't mean she looked any better. There were dark circles under her eyes and her lips were puffy from… Annabeth smiled and touched her lips delicately. All the good things from the night before came rushing back to her and all the things that were going to happen over the summer filled her head. Then she was hit by a pillow.

"You aren't going to see your lover boy unless you hurry your ass up!" Thalia yelled at her. She looked like normal Thalia again. Light makeup and her hair arranged in a perfect way. Her shirt and skinny jeans fit her very snugly. Thalia caught Annabeth staring.

"How are you not ready?" she shrieked and began to pull out things from the drawers under the sink. Annabeth sighed as she noticed the growing amount of makeup products littering the counter. Thalia ended up only taking a total of 10 minutes to do 'fix' Annabeth's face. A new record for her.

Annabeth was delighted to see it look just perfect for her. Thalia had worked with Annabeth's natural tones to make her look perfect without being over the top. She thanked her best friend before hurrying out the door and into her closet. There, she slipped on some simple black converse while Thalia put her high-tops on. They both took quick glances in the mirror and approved of each other before heading downstairs.

Annabeth found her phone on the kitchen counter and noticed she had several missed calls from Luke. She showed Thalia who simply rolled her eyes and pretended to gag. Annabeth giggled and decided to listen to the messages later.

"I can't believe your Mom didn't go all she-devil on you this morning," Thalia whispered as Annabeth dialed the number to her family's chauffer. She shrugged and waited for Arnold to pick up. After four rings he did.

"Miss Chase?"

"How fast can you get to the apartments?" Annabeth wasted no time with formalities.

"Five minutes. I'm on my way." And Arnold hung up. Annabeth turned to look at Thalia who had her eyebrows raised.

"A few minutes and we have our ride. Now let's get these downstairs." The girls loaded all their luggage into the elevator and rode in silence from the 85th floor to the lobby. As the elevator doors dinged open, one of the workers immediately grabbed several bags and started off to the door. The girls carried the remaining few and set them down by the curb where the worker had put the others. Annabeth thanked him quickly.

Not a minute later, the same sleek black limo that Thalia and Annabeth had rode in the night before pulled up. Arnold, the sexy Brazilian driver that worked for the Chase family strode around to the side and opened the door for the girls. They climbed in and watched as he loaded their luggage.

"I can't believe we are going to Camp in this," Annabeth groaned as she let her hands slip over the leather of the seats.

"It's perfect! We will be fashionably late!" Thalia exclaimed, a wide smile lighting up her face. Annabeth glared at her.

"What happened to your hangover?"

"I told you, I don't get hangovers," Thalia stated simply. Annabeth scoffed.

As Arnold slid himself into the driver's seat, Annabeth asked what time it was.

"It's 6:45, Miss. We are approximately an hour to two hours away and traffic is bad going in that direction."

"Yes!" Thalia exclaimed. It seemed all she cared about was the attention that being late brought her. Annabeth, on the other hand, wanted to stay away from attention as much as possible.

It turns out, Arnold was right about traffic. After about 10 minutes of driving, they came to a standstill. Probably the cause of a wreck, Annabeth though bitterly. She glanced out one of the tinted windows to the car next to them. The driver, a teenage boy who looked about her age was ogling the limo. Annabeth motioned for Thalia to look. When she saw the expression on the boy's face, Thalia laughed and started to roll down the window.

"Thalia no-" It was too late. She had already caught the full attention of the driver. His eyes got wide when he saw the two and he grinned and waved. Thalia pretended to act offended. Then proceeded to flip him off and roll the window back up. Annabeth rolled her eyes while Thalia died laughing.

"Retard," Annabeth mumbled. Thalia stuck her tongue out at her to which Annabeth responded the same way, smiling.

The rest of the ride was spent with Thalia on her phone and Annabeth cursing herself for leaving her own with all her other luggage. Luke was probably worried sick, she thought.

At one point, Thalia moved from the opposite side of the vehicle to sit right beside Annabeth. She then began to read from her phone. With a clearing of her throat, torture began.

"She was walking down the Los Angeles street, gorgeous blonde locks swaying softly in the breeze. Heads turned in every direction, wanting another taste at the woman walking briskly to her destination. There were only few who didn't recognize her; the rest tried to control their curiosity when they saw Annabeth Chase, the famous daughter of Athena Chase." Annabeth interrupted her immediately.

"What the hell is this?" she demanded. Thalia snickered.

"I believe it's called Roses in the Wind by annabethshipper452."

"Oh gods, no Thalia." The horror was evident in Annabeth's voice as she realized her best friend planned to read fan fiction for the rest of the trip.

"Oh gods, yes Thalia."

Annabeth stared at Thalia for a second before lunging for the phone. Thalia dodged her by falling backwards, out of Annabeth's reach. She wrestled her for the phone to no avail. Thalia moved to the opposite side, to the farthest corner of the limo. Annabeth huffed and sat back in her seat, quickly realizing there was no way she would be able to get the phone from her.

After another dramatic clearing of the throat, Thalia started again. Annabeth listened, horrified yet slightly admiring the writer's skill with words. Immediately the story revealed itself as pure smut.

The 'famous daughter of Athena Chase' had a meeting with a secret lover in one of the city's most prestigious hotels. There was no description of the mystery man just…smut. Finally after what seemed 5,000 words of it all, the story came to a close. For the first time, Thalia fumbled in her reading and broke her straight face. Her eyes bugged out of her head and a hand slapped to her mouth.

"What?!" Annabeth shrieked. Thalia held a hand up to shush her.

"As the man was pulling his jacket on, Annabeth gave him one more passionate kiss. 'Goodbye-"Thalia stopped and glanced up at Annabeth. She seemed to be contemplating whether or not it would piss off Annabeth. "Dylan."

Annabeth raised her eyebrows.

"Damn, they really like him don't they?" she finally said. Thalia sounded a little shaky as she nodded.

"Let me read one for you," Annabeth held her hand out for the phone. Thalia quickly changed the page and handed the phone to Annabeth.

"There probably won't be any for me…" Thalia said uncertainly.

"Oh you wouldn't believe the things people will make."

"After reading that…" Annabeth and Thalia laughed. As Annabeth searched for the perfect fanfic, Thalia gave a soft sigh of relief. Annabeth had believed that was about Dylan, thankfully. If Thalia had not seen the name ahead of time, things would not have gone well with Annabeth.

Instead of ending with Dylan, it had ended with a very different person.

Percy.