….Alright. I'll start off by saying please don't kill me! I know it's been ages since I've updated, but I've just got a lot going on at the moment. I've got exams coming up, spring concert, preparing to be out of town for a month visiting family, the list goes on. Plus I've only had a working keyboard for like, a few days. Sorry again, hope you enjoy the chapter, R&R!

Olivia's POV:

The summer continued to fly past, and before I knew it I'd been at Camp Half Blood for about a month and a half. I was missing Andrew terribly, but I would never admit that to anyone.

Thalia was helping me cope with being stuck here, and she was training me. I was even getting better at putting up with Percy. I only called him a stupid kelp head if he really pissed me off anymore.

At the moment, I was sprawled on my bunk, giving myself a mental pep-talk to get up and shower before dinner. My training had gotten even more intense lately, so I was painfully aware of every aching muscle in my body. With a groan, I pulled myself into a sitting position. I slowly stood and went into the bathroom, glancing in the mirror as I went. I deadpanned. Okay, so I know I hadn't been giving too much thought to my appearance lately but jeezums, this was ridiculous.

I had dark circles under my eyes, making me look sleep deprived ( which admittedly I practically was). My once trendy auburn pixie cut had grown shaggy and faded back to its natural ebony. It now hung limply in my eyes and flopped around my ears.

Irked, I rummaged around until I straightened up with success, holding a gleaming pair of scissors in my hand. I knew it wouldn't look that good, but I couldn't care less so long as it didn't hang in my eyes anymore. My hair was just in the way. So I started chopping away at it until the back was about as short as it was when I first arrived at camp, and my bangs were in a sort of fringe, except that I could easily see through them. I crinkled my nose as a few freshly cut hairs tickled at it, and sneezed, effectively blowing them away.

I quickly showered and jumped out, toweling my hair dry. I grabbed some hair gel from my bag and slicked the back of my hair into spikes. Throwing on a white and blue Panic! At the Disco tee and my favorite pair of ripped jeans I walked back out of the bathroom.

Thalia was laying on her bunk nodding her head in time to the music I assumed was playing on her mp3 player. I waved at her as I pulled my converse high-tops on and walked out the door. I looked around, trying to find a familiar face to talk to while I walked to dinner. I noticed Shannon (hehe I still snicker just thinking about that name) waving at me and beckoning for me to join him. Shrugging, I walked up to him.

"Yo," I said, nodding at him in greeting. He smirked and nodded in return.

"What's up?" He asked. I sighed, thinking of several sarcastic replies and biting them back.

"The sky, duh" I replied. Woops, well I tried anyway. Sarcasm just came naturally to me I guess.

"Haha smart-ass, I meant what's going on? A brat of the big three, I mean there has to be something interesting going on for ya," He told me.

"Ummm….training, training, oh yeah, and did I mention training?" I replied.

"Well isn't someone a bit snippy?" he retorted, mock hurt on his face.

"Maybe, just a little bit,' I allowed.

Then I realized we were at the dining pavilion so I waved goodbye to Shannon and went to sit at my table. I glanced around and saw Grover, Annabeth, Thalia (jeezums she was fast!), Percy, and some dark emo looking boy all sitting at the Poseidon table. Now, I'm pretty sure it was some kinda unwritten rule that you didn't sit at another god's table.

So of course I went and slid in next to Grover at the end of the table. Hey, I don't like rules.

"Hey guys. What's going on?" I inquired, tilting my head in confusion. Five heads turned to stare at me uncomprehendingly. Then Annabeth blinked and shook her head a little.

"Oh. Hey Olivia. Er…Nothing's going on. Why do you ask?" She said that nearly all in one breath. I was tempted to ask her if she had been smoking something, but bit my tongue and shrugged it off as nothing.

"So who's the new guy?" I asked, nodding my head at the boy was now staring at me with wide chocolate orbs. He blinked, realizing I was talking about him.

"I'm Nico," he told me politely.

"Well hi Nico. I'm Olivia…but you call me that and I'll bash your face in. It's Libby, ok?" He laughed, seemingly trying to figure out exactly how serious I was about that threat. Oh, let's just let him find that out for himself.

"Alright," He replied. It got silent, and might I add fairly awkward, at that point. I took a moment to study him more closely. He wasn't that tall, and I wondered how old he was. He was maybe an inch or two taller than me. He had dark, slightly wavy hair and nearly flawless olive-toned skin. His nose was just a little crooked, but it was cute. I didn't like perfect things. There was just a small splash of freckles across the bridge of his nose and his cheekbones that you could only see if you paid close enough attention.

My face flushed and I looked down quickly as I realized I had been staring. Feeling an unbearable heat creeping up my neck and face I muttered some excuse and scurried off for my table. I was pretty humiliated, because I was positive he knew I'd been staring.

I shoveled the rest of my food into my mouth as quickly as possible, and left the moment I was done. I didn't know where to go, so I wandered back to my cabin. I walked in belly-flopped onto my bunk, kicking my high-tops off as I went*. I laid there for some time, contemplating the merits of actually following through on my attempt to suffocate myself. I don't know how long I stayed like that until I drifted off to sleep, for once having perfectly normal dreams. Or so I thought.

I stirred and sat up blearily much later that night, heck it could've been early that morning for all I know. Blinking, I noticed a figure moving around the cabin in the dark. Whoever it was, they were pretty clumsy. The stumbled into a few things, muttering all the while. I giggled in spite of myself, they were just too funny.

Big mistake, I thought a split second later. The figure's head snapped up to look at me. I saw them walking towards me, there was a momentary flash of light, I heard a thud and then everything went black.

HAHA! Cliffy! Lolz Sorry. I know it was short and probably not that good, but review anyways? C'mon, you know you want to! And I've been doing some thinking, I honestly have no clue what to do for the next few chapters. Ideas anyone? I'm taking any and all suggestions into consideration. Oh yeah, one last thing. That's just how I picture Nico, don't get all pissy and nag me about the description, please.

*Kicking high tops off as you go is not as easy as you'd think. I just can't seem to do it, although my best friend can no problem. I dunno, maybe I'm just challenged .