Me: Hi guys. I don't own PJO.

Percy: Of course you don't.

Me: Shut up, seaweed brain.

Percy: You can't call me that! Only Anna—

Me: Oh yes I can.

I looked out of the window from the plane. Despite my down feelings, it's great from here. The clouds—they look like huge cotton candies, and although they let me think of that trip with Percy to the Carnival, it makes me comfortable just to look at them. It must be great to sleep on that fluffy mass of cotton, I thought.

"The clouds are fascinating, huh?" asked the guy next to me.

"Um, yeah." I replied. I haven't notice him until now—he looks cool in a weirdo kind of way. He wore a black jacket, leather shoes, but his face is kind and nice. I think I've seen that face before…

"Are you interested in Greek gods?" I blurted out. Don't call me rude, it's just my ADHD acting up. I do impulsive things sometime.

"Yeah, I love them. My favorite is Hestia. How about you?"

"Oh, I like them all. Especially Athena. She's my Mo—" I stopped myself. You can't just say that Athena is your Mother. People will just think you're out of your mind.

He smiled and leaned over. "Don't worry. I'm one of you. Hestia is my mother. Do you go to camp?"

"Well, yes. Yes, I did. Since I was seven."

So…he's a demigod. I should have known.

"I'm Anthony Farron. You?"

"Annabeth Chase."

We chatted for a while about monsters and stuff. Later, I said I'm going to sleep, and I did.

When I woke up, he was gone.

And I was in Taiwan.

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After I get my things done, I saw a man holding a poster saying "Welcome Annabeth Chase, Daughter of Athena!" And I was like, whoa, who told him to put my name there? Isn't it like telling the monsters to come?

Then I realized they were monsters. I walked calmly to them, slowly taking my knife out. Then…

Slash! Aiiiii- Poof!

(Just in case you guys are wondering, it means: knife slash-monster scream-disintegrate sound.)

Oh well. Just remember, if someone you never see in your life is just as passionate as could be, suspect it. You could be walking to your doom.

I've just arrived for less then ten minutes, and I was missing camp already.

Wish me luck.

OK guys this, was totally lame. But this was the best I could. I think the reason my brain isn't thinking of some thing better because there were only 2 reviews! So please… R&R? And while you're at it, give some ideas please!

Annabeth: Who in the name of Athena is Anthony Farron?

Me: You've met him! Son of Hestia!

Annabeth: Nah, you just made it up.

Me: Gosh Annabeth. You sure have a bad memory.