Here's chapter two. Hope you enjoy it! Oh and REVIEW please! One review means a lot to me~

Oh, cheers for The Artemis again, for making the story better! =D

PERCY

"I wonder why it's so quiet today," Annabeth muttered as she slipped next to me at campfire.

"Well, that's because Clarisse isn't here," I replied. "Probably going on a date with Chris. Like us."

Annabeth nodded and looked around.

"That's strange," she said suddenly. I lifted my head up, raising my eyebrows when I saw what Annabeth saw.

Chris Rodriguez was sulking alone in a corner. Head down, interested in his shoes as if they were Clarisse's 'sacred gift to her special boyfriend'.

It sounds smart doesn't it? I was rephrasing Annabeth's words.

Anyway, I totally had no idea what Annabeth was trying to show me.

"So?" I dragged on the 'o'.

"Percy!That means that Clarisse's not on a date with him!" Annabeth rolled her eyes, probably thinking, Captain Oblivious and Obvious. Wait, that doesn't make sense. Oh, who cares!

"Ohhhhhhh," I said slowly.

Annabeth elbowed me.

"People would think that you're talking to yourself, Seaweed Brain," she whispered as a couple of Aphrodite demigods walked past.

"But you're right here—" I turned to face her but I could not see anything. Great, Yankees Cap.

Useful Tip #5: You can always sneak up to your boyfriends and girlfriends!

I can almost imagine Athena giving this cap to her daughter with that useful tip attached.

"Annabeth!" It was my turn to whisper now, so people wouldn't think that I was some kind of lunatic.

Which I think they already did.

Okay, maybe not, considering the fact that I saved Olympus from Kronus.

Anyways, (sorry for my short attention span) Annabeth leant against me, resting her heavy head (yeah her brain's humongous. Right, Wisegirl? *Ouch* Sorry, she just elbowed me) onto my shoulder.

"Let's go for a stroll sometime soon eh?" Annabeth suggested. I nodded my head. We just sat there for the whole campfire, barely moving. We sang along if we felt like it, clutching each other's hand tightly. Annabeth's siblings never wondered where she was. At least, none of them came and asked me where she was.

Poor Annabeth, I feel sorry for her relationship with her siblings. *OUCH* (I take that back)

ANNABETH

The last thing I needed was Seaweed Brain's pity. I'm fine with my sisters and brothers. It's just that they have faith in me and they trust me, believing that I won't leave them all of a sudden. That's why no one asked Percy.

Now let's go back to campfire. Yes, we were singing Glad You Came (Apollo insisted Mr. D should know some more popular songs) when a high-pitched giggle sounded.

Clarisse La Rue.

She seemed drunk, walking in wobbly lines. She must've had alcohol, which was ironic, because we were just up to the line "Hand you another drink". Clarisse stumbled and awkwardly pointed at a bunch of Dionysus kids. "Beer is better than wine. Just had some with di—" she never finished. Blacked out, I guess.

Chiron hurried over, scooped her onto his back and carried her to the infirmary.

Crowds began to form.

"Percy, look!" I whispered, pointing at a tall tree. Then I remembered that Percy could not see my finger because of the cap.

"Where?" he asked, loud enough for everyone to hear.

Attention was instantly diverted and people were studying Percy, who was, I mean, seemed to be alone. Giggles spread from Aphrodite cabin to Ares cabin.

I face palmed. Seaweed Brain… Stupid Seaweed Brain!

Obviously, Percy's face was red like a tomato.

"I uh, gotta go to the bathroom,"he said so awkwardly that it reminded me of Grover. And it didn't help that he pointed in the opposite direction of the bathhouse.

I nimbly followed him, weaving through the crowds and finally arrived at his cabin. Good, old cabin. No disturbance. Relieved to escape the frightening mass of surging people, I took off my Yankees cap.

"Annabeth! You made me make a fool of myself!" he groaned.

"It's so not my fault. You're the one who pointed in the wrong direction." It took all my effort to resist a grin.

"Psh. Whatever. You're lucky I love you," he tried to sound mean, but that never worked for him.

"Oh really?" I started to feel boiling heat surging inside. "I—"

I was stopped by his lips. Darn. I wanted so badly to yell at him. Well, maybe not. The anger slowly dissolved, cooled down by Percy.

"Percy, do you always have to kiss me like that?" I stammered, a bit out of breath after the long kiss.

"Yeah, I do," he chuckled. "Wisegirl needs kisses to calm her down."

I sighed in defeat.

"Whatever you say. Can I sleep with you tonight?" I asked.

We are both mature enough to say that and not think of the other definition of sleep.

"If you manage to get here unnoticed." he said.

"I'm staying here. I'm not leaving."

"Fine. But don't blame me if you get into trouble. Percy Jackson's vacation inn doesn't have insurance included!"

I rolled my eyes.

Apollo virus has successfully hacked into Percy's system.

"Hmmm…You were about to say something to me. What was it?" he asked.

"Forgot," I lied.

"Wisegirl forgetting things? That's rare."

I elbowed him.

"Alright, maybe not."

He grinned and lay on the bed. "I'm going to sleep. Goodnight."

"Goodnight Percy."

I lay down beside him. I've decided not to tell Percy what I saw yet, but I'm really puzzled of what I witnessed.

What?

Oh sorry, I forgot to mention. It was Nico di Angelo, staring at Clarisse and waving a can of beer at her, giggling like a kid. And yes, he was up on a tree.

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