What Do You Do On a Day without Training?

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As of April 30, 2009:

6 more days until LAST OLYPIAN!

Remember, Spicy is Sophia's cat.

Disclaimer: I don't own PJO

Hallie's POV

Today the whole camp has no training unless they want it. That is totally awesome! I decided to take my Wave Runner out on the water. Dad helped me get it there. We dragged it all the way to the beach. Once we got it into the water, Mom came up behind us with an amused expression on her face. When Dad asked her what was so funny, her reply made me hit my forehead with the heel of my hand.

"You do know that you could've just put it in River Percy and rode it through the river into the sea, right?" she informed us. Dad shrugged.

We weren't the only ones on the beach; a few campers were hanging out, relaxing in the sand. Some looked curiously over to us, and a few looked longingly at my Wave Runner. I noticed that some stared at my parents, but I guess that was to be expected. They had a well-known history here, and I had to accept that. It was my family history.

"Oh well," I sighed. I smiled, and got on my jet ski. I put the key in and put the wrist strap tightly around my wrist. I started it up, and it ran smoothly. I sped away from the beach, enjoying the thrill. This was awesome!

Dad was cheering from the beach. He was so weird sometimes, but hey, he's just being himself. You got to love him. Some campers were watching me doing tight turns, speeding up, and more. Some even cheered along with my Dad; I wonder, have they ever ridden on a Wave Runner before?

Stella and Tanya ran onto the beach with life jackets, and I sped back over there. They pulled on the life jackets and hopped on behind me; the seat was pretty roomy. My two best friends laughed as I sped through the waves, making us bounce when we went over them. Tanya shouted the occasional, "Woo!" and Stella screamed sometimes.

Over the crash of the waves, Stella shouted, "How can you control this thing?!"

"It's in my blood!" I shouted back. Tanya laughed again.

Sophia's POV

I was holding Spicy, showing her the camp. I really loved my little kitty; she's lazy when she needs to be, and she's hyper when she needs to be. These are the qualities of a perfect cat, in my opinion. Anyway, I saw a group of my new friends from the Athena Cabin. They waved at me, motioning me to come over.

I began to walk towards them, but I was stopped as two arms wrapped around my waist from behind, pulling me into a hug. I moved my head to see who it was, and noticed it was Greg. He was smiling at me, and I smiled at him. I looked back at the girls, and their expressions were different. Some looked shocked, some looked jealous, some looked happy for me, and some looked disappointed.

I turned around completely, forcing Greg to release my waist, "Hey!" I greeted.

"Hey," he greeted, "Can I hold Spicy?"

"Sure," I said as I handed my cat over to him. He petted her affectionately.

"I saw your sister on her Wave Runner," he said, "I heard some Hephaestus boys talking. They've got crushes on her."

"I'm not going to tell her what to do," I said as I crossed my arms. I would check on her though; I don't want her to do something stupid or get her heart broken.

Greg smiled at me, "Your dad said I couldn't kiss you when he's watching, and he almost always is," he pouted fake-ly.

"He's not watching now," I pointed out.

He grinned, "I know." He pulled me into a kiss. I heard many gasps of shock and anger, but I didn't care. Greg was mine, not another girl's. Spicy meowed in discomfort because we were squashing her. We pulled apart, our foreheads touching, looking into each other's eyes.

"I love you," I whispered.

"I love you too," he whispered, "Will you be my girlfriend?"

"I'm surprised you didn't ask before. Yes," I answered. We kissed again. Spicy was getting pretty angry, so I broke away to take her back to the Athena Cabin. Many people watched me as I walked by, their mouths open. What's the big deal? With children of Aphrodite around, love shouldn't be so surprising!

Hallie's POV

Mom and Dad had gone back to the sword fighting arena for some practice. Psh; I wasn't going to practice. I was going to have fun on my day off! Stella and Tanya absolutely loved my Wave Runner, and we were having the best time ever on the back of it. But, sadly, we couldn't stay on it forever. I guided us over to the beach, where there were still groups of people watching us.

As I stopped on the beach, some of the groups approached us. One daughter of Demeter held out her hand for me to shake, "Hi Hallie, my name is Demitra Johnson. That was so cool!"

"Hey," I said as I shook her hand. Stella, Tanya, and I took our life jackets off.

A son of Demeter approached Tanya, "Hello, I'm Myles Dale. What's your name?"

Tanya smiled, "Tanya Fisher." They began to walk down the beach, because it was obvious Myles wanted to get to know her. Anyone could see that.

Stella began to walk back to camp when an Apollo kid ran up behind her and caught her wrist. She turned around. I watched; this was interesting. They were just close enough that I could hear. Stella had a defensive look on her face; she didn't like to be touched by people she didn't know.

"Wait! What's your name?" he asked.

"Stella di Angelo. Yours?" she asked.

"Sam Cyrus," he answered.

I was tapped on the shoulder. I realized my shoulders were shaking from laughter. I twirled around to see who was tapping me, "Are you okay?" a Hephaestus boy asked. I took in his appearance. He had shaggy black hair, brown eyes, and rough hands.

"Yeah; just laughing," I answered, pushing a black hair behind my ear.

"Hallie, right?" he asked.

"Yes. Hallie Jackson," I confirmed.

He smiled, "Your parents are famous. Oh! Sorry, by the way, my name is Talus. James Talus," he introduced.

I laughed, "What? Are you James Bond now?"

"He wishes he were as cool as me. I'm real; he's fictional," James pointed out. I smiled.

I saw my sister enter the beach holding Greg's hand. She saw me and smiled. I looked back at James, "I'll see you around James. Bye."

I ran off in Sophia's direction. James called after me, "Bye!"

About Cyrus: I couldn't find a single decent name meaning sun, but I found out that Cyrus is a male name in Persia meaning sun