Hey Guys! You guys are Amazing! A total of 15 reviews now and I can't even count all the favourite/story alerts. I'm SO happy you guys like this story!

I updated sooner this time. Last chapter took so long!

Anyway, this chapter is dedicated to many people, as many people requested the next person. Ladies and Gentlemen, my next chapter shows the reaction of, the one, the only, Clarisse la Rue!

Clarisse

The sun was touching the horizon, casting deep shadows over the world, and Clarisse la Rue stepped out of her cabin, sword in hand. She was on her way to the arena, hoping to destroy some of the dummies to keep her mind off of…things. It was then that she noticed torchlight coming from across the cabin green. It seemed that the Hermes cabin was on a raid. The strange thing was, they were headed to the dining hall.

"Oi! Stoll!" she yelled. The two leaders of Hermes cabin, Connor and Travis Stoll, jumped a foot in the air and turned around.

"Y-yes, Clarisse?" Connor, the shorter of the two, stuttered. Clarisse figured she must have looked scary, standing there with a sword, yelling at them. The thought made her smile internally.

"Don't wet yourself," she said. Connor blushed. "I just wanted to see what you and your band of thieves were up to." She was now standing right in front of them.

"Well, you see, Clarisse," Travis piped in. "There seems to be some activity at the dining hall."

"What kind of "activity"?" she asked.

'That's for us to know," Connor replied, mischievously. "And you to find out."

"Tell me, Stoll, or this blade might make its first kill, right here, right now," she growled, holding up her new sword so that it gleamed in the light. She had just got it barely an hour ago, and it was only temporary, as she had broken her electric spear in the battle.

Conner gulped, raising his hands in the air slightly. "Okay, okay. We'll tell you. Don't do anything you'll regret." Clarisse sheathed her sword.

"I don't have all night, so you better get on with it," she said.

"Well, Annabeth Chase was seen sneaking into the dining hall with a cake," Travis said cheerfully.

"So?'

"So, Percy Jackson is in that dining hall."

Clarisse rolled her eyes. "Why would I care? Why would you care? Why would ANYONE care?"

"Because, it has been brought to our attention that this is the night they will finally get together," Connor reported.

"Yeah, it's only taken them 5 years," said someone standing back a little farther. Clarisse recognized the voice as Malcolm, son of Athena. Why in Hades would he be here?

Connor snorted. "Anyway, as the official troublemakers of this camp, it is our job to completely and utterly embarrass them. Care to join?"

Clarisse nearly laughed out loud at this. Why would she, the mighty Daughter of Ares, go watch some guy ask a girl out. She nearly said this when she thought of something, no someone.

Silena.

She wouldn't have missed this for the world, and now, she wasn't here to see it. The thought nearly moved her to tears. But Clarisse la Rue, Drakon Slayer, does not cry. But now she knew what she had to do. "Sure. I'll come."

She was pretty sure that she saw the Stolls choke a little. Apparently, they were about as surprised at her answer as she was. "Um, okay? Well let's get on with it!" Travis said, recovering from his shock. The group cheered.

As they walked, Clarisse noticed that it wasn't just the Hermes cabin involved. She had noticed Malcolm before, but she also saw some Aphrodite kids, a couple Apollo girls and two or three others from Athena.

"Why are you here?" Clarisse said to Malcolm. "You don't seem the romantic type."

He chuckled. "Couldn't miss a chance to embarrass my sister like this! Besides, you aren't really the type either, why are you here?"

She looked away and simply said, "Silena."

His smile disappeared. "Oh gods, she always said they'd end up together. She would have given anything to be here…"

"I know," was all she said. They walked in silence the rest of the way.

When they were about 50 metres away from the pavilion, the Stolls stopped and yelled, "Alright everybody! Shut up! We don't want to scare the love birds!"

Everyone fell silent and tip-toed their way to the walls of the dining hall.

And sure enough, seated at the Posiedon table, there were Annabeth and Percy. As she watched, Percy adjusted himself so he was facing Annabeth and wiped his hands on his jeans. Annabeth turned to face him, too. There was an empty plate between them, with traces of blue icing on it.

"You got something to say to me, Seaweed Brain?" Clarisse heard Annabeth say.

"You'd probably kick my butt," Percy said.

'You know I'll kick your butt," Clarisse had to hold in a laugh. Trust Annabeth to say that in a middle of a romantic moment. At least she's not being a love-sick moron Clarisse thought.

"When I was in the River Styx, you know, turning invincible. Nic told me to think of the thing that tied me to my mortal life…" Woah. Did he just say that? It sounded as if he was saying that Annabeth was the one thing tying him to life. That's deep.

"And then, on Olympus, the gods asked me to become a god. I started thinking…"

"Oh you so wanted to," Annabeth interrupted. Percy was looking at the horizon, the sun sinking closer to the ground, and didn't see Annabeth's joyful smile. Clarisse wasn't sure if she'd ever seen her this happy.

"Well, maybe a little. But I kept thinking…"

"Anyone in particular?" she said softly, Clarisse could barely here. She now had a hand over her mouth, desperately trying, and failing, to suppress her broad grin.

Percy finally turned back to look at her face. He saw her expression and mock pouted. "You're laughing at me!" he whined.

"Am not," she said.

"You are so not making this easy for me." Honestly did he even know her? It was her job to make things hard for him.

Annabeth stopped trying to suppress her grin and laughed a clear, joyful laugh. The, she wrapped her arms around his neck and looked into his eyes. He stared back at her. They both looked about ready to die of happiness. " I am never, ever, make things easy for you, Seaweed Brain," She said and them leaned close to him. Clarisse could barely catch her next words: "Get used to it." And then their lips met, and even though Clarisse was the opposite of a romantic, she couldn't help but smile.

But, of course, she wasn't the only one who wasn't going to make things easy for Percy. She stepped out of her hiding spot and said: "Well, it's about time."

The rest of the eavesdroppers took this as their cue to enter. Soon, the pavilion was alight with torches. Annabeth and Percy had burst apart, faces burning.

"Oh, come on! Is there no privacy?" Percy whined.

But he didn't get his answer.

"Lovebirds need to cool off!"

"The canoe lake!"

Cheers went up and the new couple was hoisted up on some of the campers' shoulders and carried out of the hall.

Clarisse noticed that as they were being carried, Annabeth had intertwined their fingers. She caught the eye of one of the people carrying them and gestured upwards, rolling her eyes. He saw this and smiled. Clarisse noticed that he was careful to keep them close after that.

They held hands right up until they were so unceremoniously dumped in the lake. It wasn't until now that it occurred to them that Percy was a son of Posiedon and could probably find a way to keep them dry and breathing under there. The theory was proved when they didn't come straight up. No one really minded.

Besides, they all knew what they were doing down there.

Soon, everyone dispersed. As Clarisse walked back to her cabin, she checked her watch. 8:30, it read.

Well, she thought I've still got plenty of time for training

Maybe it wasn't a complete waste of time after all.

That was BY FAR the longest one yet. I hoped you liked it!

Just a side note, all the dialogue between Percy and Annabeth leading up to the kiss was written from memory. I didn't have the book with me so I apologize for any mistakes.

Anyway, I look forward to your feedback! Review, Review, Review!