Author's Note: I know the last chapter was REALLY SHORT. That's because I usually write stories without chapters. So I couldn't decide where to end the chapter. I really wanted to publish so I was just like FINE I'LL JUST PUT MORE STORY LATER! :)
DISCLAIMER: Sadly, I don't own PJO. Why do we have to put this here anyway? I f we put it in our first chapter, then why again, and again, and again? If I didn't own it then I still don't own it now. :)
Annabeth's POV
Thalia laughed at my silliness. How many times had I hit my head on the top of the bunk? As if reading my thoughts, she said, "Some child of Athena you are, Annabeth. How many times have you hit your head on the top of the bunk?" "Ha ha," I said sarcastically. "Why are you here?" "I honestly don't know." Thalia managed through stifled giggles. "Chiron told me to come." Her fifteen-year-old face got serious. A gear in my brain pressed rewind for a split second. "Chiron told only you to come?" "Yeah. He said it was REALLY important and that I needed to pack up and start for camp immediately. I told Artemis, and she agreed as soon as I told her Chiron's orders. She looked like she was trying to hide something from me. Maybe, maybe not. But I'm a little suspicious. He also said we should go get Percy. I'm dying wondering what the hell is going on!" she stomped her foot a little. I giggled. "Same old Thalia." I said. "Yep," she said, popping her lips at the P. "Not that I'm the old one, little-miss-legal-adult." I laughed again as I got out of bed. I smiled, ready for whatever was going to happen next. "Now let's see what's going on after I get ready."
Thalia's POV
It's hard to realize you're immortal when you live with immortals. But when you see your best friend as an 18 year old, and you're 15 forever, it really hits you. "Same old Thalia." Annabeth had said. I chuckled and said "Yep. Same old me. Not that I'm the old one, little-miss-legal-adult." And she really did look old. To me, at least. Older. When she got out of bed, I mentally 'woah'ed.' She had grown. As she walked towards the bathroom, my brain finally admitted it. I am immortal. The reason: she was wearing a grey cami tank top and those girls' boxer shorts pajama shorts. Her 18 year old body made me feel like a 9 year old. It was just weird. She came out wearing her camp T-shirt she had cut to have a low neckline. (She had the grey cami under it) and cut it short to where you could see the tank top. She also wore faded capris and grey converse. Comfy, sporty, movable, but stylish. She grabbed her spear and her magical Yankees cap and we sat off for Percy's Cabin.
Percy's POV
I heard a loud knocking on my door. Crap. Who was waking me up at 5:30 on a Saturday morning? I grabbed Riptide, ready to run, fight, or stay there, depending on what was at the door. But then I realized: Who else would it be, stupid? Annabeth! Duh. It's 5:30 in the morning and you're the only one in your cabin! She wants to see you! But thinking of her made me nervous. You're proposing tonight, not now. I reassured myself. I'm fine. And I was fine. I love Annabeth. She loves me. So I put on my best 'Percy's-mixture-of-HI!-and-HELLO?-I-was-sleeping' face. I ruffled my hair, because Annabeth likes that. And I opened the door. "Hey, Annabeth! You do know its 5:30, right?" I opened my arms to hug her. Then I saw Thalia. "Oh! Hey, Thals!" I hugged Annabeth, and then hugged Thalia. She awkwardly hugged back, with her torso stretched behind her like she didn't want to touch me. What was wrong with her? We all knew it was perfectly fine to hug me even though she was a Hunter. It was a friend hug. Annabeth and Thalia exchanged looks. I knew them well enough to decode it: Annabeth: Sorry. Her face was sheepish, embarrassed, and beet red. Thalia: Um, that's okay…..Erm, awkward. She was also blushing slightly, and was looking at the floor, the wall, the sky, and my face. Not at….the rest of me. I then realized I was only in my boxers. You see, I thought only Annabeth was coming. She didn't care if I was in my boxers, or whatever. She was my girlfriend. So it didn't really seem like a big deal. It seemed irrelevant. I was so used to not caring, I forgot about it. My face turned tomato and I ran over to my trunk, got my camp T-shirt, shoes, and some cargo shorts, and ran towards the bathroom. I then ran into the bathroom door like an idiot. Great thing to do the day you propose, Perce. I thought. Both girls doubled over in laughter. I gave them a huge sarcastic smile along with a sarcastic thumbs-up. Then, I just put on my pants, shoved Riptide in my pocket, grabbed my shoes, socks, and shirt, and stormed out of the cabin. "So…." I said. I looked around. Everyone was for some reason out of their cabins. They were all staring at me. Probably because I'd just ran out of my cabin like an angry Taylor Lautner. I sat down on the grass and put on my socks and shoes. I put on my shirt while walking with them. "It's Saturday," I said. "Why is everyone up?" But I had a faint idea why. It was all part of the secret plan Chiron had planned for me.