Sorry people for the SUPER late update. School has started and I might not be able to update stories that often... Sorry... :(

Anyways, here's chapter five! ENJOY AND REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW!

Oh, of course! Applause for The Artemis! My awesooooome BETA!

ANNABETH

It was two in the morning when I woke up for the seventh time.

Hypnos must be toying with me.

I yawned involuntarily and climbed down my bunk. I decided to look around for a bit in camp. Grabbing my Yankees cap and a random jacket, I silently crept out of the cabin.

Hephaestus cabin's lights were still on, and shadows of busy workers loomed. Of course! Tonight is the fireworks! I gulped. People are so going to stare at me when I go with Chris.

"Looking for someone?" a familiar voice spoke from behind.

I turned and found myself staring at Percy.

"What do you want?" I snapped harshly.

Percy sighed and made an attempt to grab my hand. I quickly hid my hands into my pockets. Wait…

"Why can you see me?" I growled, demanding for an answer.

"I can't, Annabeth, I just know you're there. I…I can feel your presence."

"And you woke up just for me?" I gave a bitter laugh.

"No. I couldn't sleep," Percy said simply, shaking his head. "I…I'm confused. I'm sorry, Annabeth, I really am."

It took all my effort to resist the urge of hugging him tightly and telling him that it's alright.

"Well, fireworks tonight. If you can dump Rachel and stand for yourself in front of everyone, then…then I'll… I'll…"

"You'll be my girlfriend?" he said hopefully, probably hiding a grin.

"Percy!" I complained. "I did not say that!"

"Fine, fine. I'll prove to you tonight… That you're mines," he said.

I rolled my eyes. The Apollo contagious disease is affecting him.

"Goodnight then, Wisegirl," he whispered. "Um, can you remove your cap just for a sec?"

I did as he told me to.

Percy leant in and kissed me on the forehead.

"Sweet dreams," he said softly, breath grazing my skin. Then he turned and left.

I rubbed my forehead slowly, struggling to accept the fact that Percy had just kissed me…on the forehead. When I felt that my mind had cleared for a bit, I put back on my Yankees cap and walked back to my cabin. What a night.

PERCY

The truth: I had a dream from my dad.

Of course, I pretty much couldn't sleep knowing that I and Annabeth had broken up. But when I finally dozed off, my dad decided to wreck my sweet dreams.

He was wearing a simple blue T-shirt with a trident and a net on it, with the net "entangling" the words "POSEIDON ROCKZ!" He wore shorts, which I was used to. But that T-shirt? Nah, I've never seen it.

Anyways, he was smiling childishly at me. Try imagining a god smiling at you. Creepy. Childishly? Twice as creepy. I swallowed nervously.

"Hey dad," I stuttered.

"Hello, my dearest son. Are you perhaps, having some problems with a certain girl?" I hate how straight-forward my dad is sometimes.

"Uhh… Sure! I mean, yeah." I cursed silently in my head. "What did you ask that for?"

Poseidon gave a good, hearty laugh. I winced. I hate it when my dad does that. Every time I would hear a faint craaack that probably came from a ship that has just wrecked. My dad controls the seas, obviously.

"Well, my son. It really isn't what it looks like. The olive-bearer is messing with all of you," he chuckled, as if all this love chaos is really funny. Well, I guess it is funny to the gods and goddesses. Especially to Aphrodite. "Farewell, my son. And good luck to you. The owl girl is awake. Go and talk to her."

Then I snapped awake.

Olive-bearer? What does that mean? I racked my brain to remember stuff about olive trees. Of course! Athena! Olive trees are one of her symbols, right? She and my dad were fighting over the city, Athens. Of course! Of course!

And Athena hates Poseidon. Which means she hates me too. And she wants Annabeth to hate me. Because that's a joke to her. Athena's daughter with Poseidon's son? The other Olympians are so laughing at her. But still… It doesn't really make sense…

The thoughts kept on bothering me, so I'd decided to have a walk. Besides, my dad told me to talk to owl girl, which was obviously Annabeth. So I just slipped out of my cabin quietly.

And there was Annabeth. I actually saw her, even though she was wearing her Yankees cap. I guess that's my dad, helping me a bit.

So that's the story. The real version.

After I wished her goodnight and gave her a kiss, I trudged back to my cabin. Did I do the right thing? Would she hate me even more?

I don't know.

I grimly climbed onto my bed and simply lay there, wide awake.

Olive-bearer. Athena. Toying with our relationship. Ruining it. Destroying it. Breaking us apart. Bad bad naughty Athena.

I tried to put together the pieces of information together, like a complicated puzzle. But my ADHD does not help.

Never in my life have I ever felt so down, so hopeless, so…what's that word? Pessimistic. And I don't like it.

As I thought about it, my eyelids grew heavier and heavier. Finally, I dozed off again. But another Olympian decided to wreck my sweet dreams.

"Hello there, Perseus. Having a nice, sweet dream, eh? Your dad was nice. He gave you a big hint. Olive-bearer. Hmmm… I like that. Well, good luck with your relationship with Annabeth. And really really good luck tomorrow night, because I hope you have the courage to stand up for yourself at the fireworks!"

The presence was gone with a flap of wings. I shivered in my dream. An olive leaf floated down, landing at my feet. Athena. So it really was her. That flap of wings must be her in owl-mode.

I tried to contain my anger. Tomorrow, tomorrow night, I shall prove to her that I'm worthy of her daughter.

Nice Percy is taking a day off, people.

ANNABETH

I lay there wide awake.

Darn that Percy. Giving me a kiss. Now I can't sleep.

I kept playing the scene in my head, all that he said to me. I tried to convince myself that this wasn't just a dream. After all, I missed Percy.

A distant laughter interrupted my thoughts. I sat up and turned my head to the window and saw two figures on a branch of a tree not far away.

Nico. And Clarisse. Drinking beer again? Chiron's got to stop this. I rolled my eyes and lay back down. Who is messing with us? And why?

These thoughts accompanied me as I entered dreamland.

"You won't believe it! Dolphin—"

The voice stopped abruptly.

"She's here. The girl. We shouldn't talk here…about the chaos."

"Yeah. Let's go. Sea foam dolphin is going to kill us."

"Ha! Sea foam dolphin? Hermes, I like that!"

So it's Hermes…And another god. But that didn't bother me. What bothered me was him mentioning 'dolphin', 'sea foam' and 'chaos'. Probably about the love chaos happening at camp. But… dolphin? Sea foam? Wait… Poseidon! He's messing with our relationship? What?! Percy's dad? Why would he do that?

He's torturing his own son.

I don't understand. Not a bit. And I don't like it. Detective Annabeth will solve this case.

That's for sure.

So how was it? Which Olympian's toying with them? Poseidon? Or Athena? If you think you've got the answer, PM me. And tell me why you've got that answer, of course. (Actually it's pretty easy, in my opinion.) You'll get a sneak peek for the next chapter...if you're right FOR THE FIRST TRY! (Sorry The Artemis, you're not allowed in this 'contest' because you know the answer...)

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