So I really don't feel like re-writing EVERYTHING, so I just copy and pasted stuff from the first copy. Just read it anyway. The beginning isn't copied, but later it here you go! READ ON!

Percy and Nico tried to forget about the event that accord that day in the elevator. Percy felt guilty for what he did to Nico, and Nico was just freaked out by his cousin's behavior.

Nico looked at Percy differently now. Even if he didn't want to. Both Princes had enough of the tension between them, and they had both made up their minds that they would get through this. Now the next problem, who would apologize first?

PPOV

I feel really bad about snapping at Nico. I would of never done that. I shouldn't be like this! I should be funny, sarcastic, oblivious, and 100% care free! But NOOOOO! I HAVE to be an ass at random moments and not even realize it! That's it, sometimes you have to swallow your pride.

It's been one month since the elevator accident, and now I have to go back up to Olympus for the monthly meeting.

"Hey, uh Percy? Do you want me to go with you to Olympus again?" Nico's timid voice rang through my room. I think I shook him up a little since I flipped at him. Sometimes its easy to forget that he is younger and he's still a kid.

"Yeah sure, if you want to . . ." We shadow travel to the elevator once again.

I can't help but awkwardly cough when the only thing braking the silence was an ironic song. Yup that's right, Apollo wanted to mess with us.

WHEN SOMEBODY LOVED ME

EVERYTHING WAS BEAUTIFUL

EVERY HOUR WE SPENT TOGETHER

LIVES WITHIN MY HEART

I hear a snicker coming from beside me. I look over to find Nico trying to hold in a laugh.

"Wow, \you can litter ally feel the awkward," Nico demonstrates by 'feeling' the air. He looks like an idiot but at least he's happy.

"Yeah, and the irony" I add. This makes him laugh. He keeps laughing until we reach Olympus. We lock eyes, and I pat him on the back.

"This way my prince," I say in a mock British accent.

"Uh, why thank you my kind sir," He also mocks.

"OK, enough of this, now you sound like a girl," And with that I push him out of the elevator and make out way to the gods.

I can't stay calm, I can't go to sleep. As the Prince of the sea, I should be used to the untamed characteristic of the ocean. Well, WRONG. I have so much pressure and responsibility of being a prince. I get honored for doing nothing. I get that I might be a child of the prophesy, but still, I didn't do anything yet!

Yes, I'm a 'heartthrob'. Yes I'm best friends with Apollo and Nico. And yes I can give Ares a run for his money. But still! Nico and I can never hangout like normal 14 and 12 year old freakin guys! We can never laugh at stupid guy jokes and stuff like that - cause we're being watched man! -.

I can't tell you how many girlfriends I've had. Aphrodite keeps setting me up with girls with big heads. OK, I have to act all high and mighty and stuff but really? I have to be sophisticated, and honor the code of 'Chivalry' and crap like that.

I even have my own little crown and a throne next to my father! Ya *sarcasm*. Oh yeah, I'm not allowed to be sarcastic, I can but you can't make it, um, obvious ( which to me, is the whole point of being sarcastic ). That's really hard for me. I always have to pretend that everything is OK. But I'm not OK, I am going to break very soon. The only way to express myself is through the ocean. OK, I know that making a Hurricanes is a big deal, but not when you've been doing it for 10 years! And those stupid mortals have no reason to get killed for losing your iPod! I don't think my life can get any more boring than it is right now. I know that I have to meet Thalia soon. And I mean soon.

" Percy my boy, why are you awake?"

I guess my father couldn't sleep either.

"Oh you know, just thirsty." I walked to the fridge and got blue coke. I don't know why but I like blue. My father said that my mother also likes blue. I never really met her yet. Well, she gave birth to me but I don't have any memory of her. Only being held in her arms. Being warm and safe in her arms, like everything is going to be OK.

"Tell me the truth son, it's about living here isn't it." My father was smiling so I guess he understood.

" Yeah I guess, I mean I never get to have fun, I don't have many friends here." That was sort of a lie, the whole friends thing. Everyone wanted to be my friend.

"Really?" My father look amused.

"Because it seems that the entire sea wants to be your friend. You know the American saying, There's many fish in the sea." (Ha Ha funny right? Not)

"Their not really...I mean. Their not really my true friends. Nico and I can't hang out like normal teenage guys without being watched."

I can't believe I said that - even though it felt awesome! -

# 1 rule of being a prince - well a prince at my age, Nico doesn't have any responsibilities so he doesn't have to do anything -, don't let anyone know how you feel. Always put on a fake smile and say," Hey everybody! I don't need a life! It's not like I'm a teenager with hormones and other weird guy stuff!

"It's fine Perseus. You and Nico leave tomorrow for camp." I can't believe it! I'm leaving! YES! I did what came instinctively.

"Thank you father!" I got up from my chair and hugged him. I never hugged my father before. Uh Oh. I quickly pulled away and hung my head in disapproval to myself. Rule # 2, respect people ( yes Gods too ), that means no hugging and invasion of personal space. And that means no popping peoples personal bubbles.

My father started chuckling so I looked up, my father had a wide grin on his face. I was extremely happy.

"Thank you father." I said in a much more prince-y matter. I turned to walk away but he stopped me.

"But remember young Perseus Jackson. This is a mission, not a joke. Don't take advantage of any one. And don't forget what's important. Listen to your heart."

APOV

"Annabeth wake up!"

"What When Why Who Where! UGH!" I was so scared I fell out of my bunk. I heard laughter coming from above me. That laugh could only belong to one person. "Thalia! I'm gonna kick your-"

"Can it bird brain! Ha, are you alright Annabeth?"

"No, I just LOVE waking up with a face plant to the dirty floor of the Athena cabin!" I got up and dusted myself off.

"Annabeth are you OK? You seem so stressed."

"I'm fine Thals."

I sighed. The truth is that I had another dream of this boy who was battling a Minotaur, Cyclops, and the three furies. He was focused on killing the Minotaur. He killed two of the three furies, and the Cyclops was on the floor crying for his mommy. Then, the boy looked up at me, and my eyes met his. They were the most intense green eyes I have ever seen. They were shocking, and they had a big resemblance to the color of the ocean.

All of a sudden, he lost his concentration and the fury killed him. Then I woke up to a certain daughter of Zeus.

"Fine Annabeth, just get ready, Chiron wants to see us in the big house as soon as possible."

Thalia was probably my best friend at Camp. I lived there year round with her and this other boy Luke. He ran away from camp too. I can never forgive him, he always resented his father. Then one day, he was gone. But I really didn't care what happened to him. He broke his promise and I hate when people do that. Almost as much as I hate not knowing about stuff. Hey, I'm a daughter of Athena for crying out loud! That should be obvious!

I changed into my camp half blood t-shirt, jeans and sneakers. I ran to the Big house and found Thalia yelling at a son of Apollo. Thalia never really liked guys after the whole Luke problem. She said that men are stupid and never mean anything they say, and never to trust them. I started to believe her, but I wanted to see if there was such thing as, "the one." The Aphrodite girls keep telling me that there is. But I think they smelled too much perfume to think clearly.

"Hey Anna!" Thalia smirked at me. She always had a cocky smirk after winning something, I guess she won the fight she had with that kid from Apollo. She always smirked like that because she was the best swordsman at camp. No one can beat her, and seeing her skills, no one will.

"Hello girls! Hurry we don't have much time." Chiron said while leading us inside the house. Wait, enough time for what?

"What's wrong Chiron?" I asked once we were inside.

"Well you see-"

"Are the heroes hear yet?"

"No Mr. D" Chiron called back to a nervous looking Mr. D."

"Chiron! What's going on? And why is Mr. D so-"

I didn't finish my sentence. Chiron sprinted out the door. Well that was rude. I looked at Thalia who just shrugged. We followed Chiron to the woods. The whole camp was there staring at a boy. I kept hearing, "Did you see that? He just walked out of the shadows! I mean strait out of the shadows!" I was amazed. The Chiron announced.

"All hail, Nico Di Angelo, Son of Hades, Prince of the dead."

Nico and I decided that we should make an entrance to camp. So we decided that Nico will show up first, and then I would come later. That would so freak them out! No one but Mr. D and Chiron know that we exist. But someone started a rumor. I don't know who or why. It's about a dashing prince *cough cough me cough* who is lost at sea. And that one day, we will save the world.

Okay, I know way too much about me for the whole average hero thing. Alike when I'm going to die, I even know that last second, it's-

"Perseus?" I heard my father say. "Are you packed and ready?"

I just nodded my head. It's not that I'm nervous or anything, you might think that I'm crazy for thinking this but I'm not really afraid to die. I don't know why, but I guess the only thing that I cared about was the beach (Well Ocean). And I heard that the underworld had a beach too. Well for heroes anyway. I've been to the underworld before, to visit Nico and to get Uncle Zeus's master bolt (but it turned out Ares and this weird blonde-y guy took it).

"Are you Okay son?" Don't you just love how he either calls me son or Perseus? Not even Percy? Ha… I don't.

"Yeah just tired." I lied. I had another nightmare last night. The same that I had last week. It was about this girl. She had blonde gorgeous curly hair, and gray eyes. Grey eyes that held sadness, helplessness, and worst of all, pain. She was fighting Kronos, and he was winning.

Every time I would have this dream, I would feel pain and stress, and panic. This was weird because I bathed in the River Styx when I was a few months old. But I felt hopeless watching her suffer. When she looked at me she lost focus and Kronos killed her. My friend Apollo (yes the God, who do you think I get all the advice from?) told me dreams can mean something for a demigod, and it's never as it seems. So I have to believe him.

"Son, I know you're not tired, the way the waves respond to you when you sleep tells me otherwise." He was right; I had this crown that I am not allowed to take off. It has little Emeralds on it, with gold surrounding it. But the deal with the crown is that it responds to the ocean and my feelings. Like when I am feeling peaceful and relaxed, the ocean is a little calmer. And when I'm not clam, well I think you know where I getting with this.

My father continued "You turn, the tidal waves turn. In today's terms, you freak out, the ocean freaks out." I chuckled at my father's attempt of trying to act like, well, a dad. FAIL. But it's the thought that counts.

"Now tell me what's really going on." Gods, can he ever leave me alone?

"Nothing, now I need to go, bye." And with that, I left. I got to the surface and decided to walk to camp. I needed some time to think.

Annabeth POV

*8*

Whoa, Hail the Prince of the dead? The only thing that can be bigger than Hades is Poseidon. (then Zeus, duh) I bowed to the Prince. He wore black jeans, a black shirt, and black Jordan high tops? He had a black crown that sort of blended in with his black hair. But the flame design made it stand out brilliantly. He had pale skin, like really pale. Edward Cullen and/or Justin Bieber white (ha take that sukas). He looked mature but still had that childish gleam in his eyes, he looked amused. Then his face changed to an immature twelve year old kid so I was the first to stand from my bow.

'Prince' Nico turned to Chiron and said, "He will be here later. He's walking." He said, amusement still in his eyes like he was remembering something that was funny. Wait, who was walking?

"Alright you highness." Chiron chuckled. Okay now I feel like I'm missing something.

Nico smiled again, but then his smile faded when he saw me. He looked at my hair and then my eyes. Then he shock his head like. "Well that's rude." I mumbled to myself.

*8*

I had the nightmare again so I went to the beach. I always felt safe near the Ocean. I felt like I was free to think up the most random and crazy thing there. Which was strange for a daughter of Athena. I'm guessing you all know about the tension between Athena and Poseidon. You know, how the hate each other BLAH BLAH BLAH. Yeah, that one.

So I just sat there staring at the moon and the stars, looking at all the different constellations of different heroes that saved people and even the world. I knew all of the constellations, and would be happy to teach anyone who would bother to care about them as much as I do. But I like being an Architect more. I wouldn't really want to be an Astronomer or worse, a teacher.

My eyes took a break of looking at the skies and I just laid there. Listening to the wave's crash to shore. Finally, I opened my eyes and sat up to stretch. But when I looked to the horizon of the beach, I saw a figure. It kept advancing to shore, so it must be a half-blood.

"C-CH-CHIRON!" I managed to choke/squeak out. But no one came.

"CHIRON!" I yelled. Clearly getting mad that no one even looked out their window to see an idiotic daughter of Athena about to lose her head.

"Annabeth! What are y-"Chiron started, he stopped and stared with excitement? While the rest of the camp (that I woke up after screaming at 3 am) and I stared in awe.

My jaw went slack, and as far as I could tell, almost every girl's jaws went slack. We were gaping at him, and I could also make out some guys doing the same thing. But this kid was gorgeous! Hot, se-never mind. He was casually walking to shore. He was walking on the water and for some reason, my brain took a while to process what that meant. But he didn't really look happy, sad, or excited. He just looked… bored.

***A/n Don't worry, next update wont be copied word for word.***