Memory Lane

Disclamer: I do not own PJO, I am simply using the idea,

Annabeth POV

I stared at the ground, wanting to cry, but the tears wouldn't flow. My boyfriend doesn't remember me; He doesn't remember anything about me, about us. I felt a hand on my shoulder, and I turned around, startled. Aphrodite was there, looking at me sadly. "Annabeth, I am truly sorry about what Hera did to Percy, but it was necessary to unite the two camps. However, since you are one my favorite couples, I have decided to give you a gift." She waved her hand, and a box appeared at my feet.

"Now, go and find Percy, I think he is in his cabin, and read these books with him. Wait for him to open it. If you want, you can invite some of your friends, but only a few, because there are a few embarrassing details. I heard that the hunters just arrived. Irritating girls, that lot. I have to go now, but I'll be keeping tags on you." With that, Aphrodite disappeared into a cloud of pink perfume, leaving me staring at the box next to me.

I picked it up, and ran towards the dining pavilion. I would ask Thalia, Rachel and Piper, and tell them to meet me at Percy's cabin. Now all I had to do is convince Percy to join us.

Percy POV

I was sitting at my table, picking at my food, when I felt someone knock on my head, startling me out of my reverie. "Hello? Seaweed brain? Can you hear me?" I stared at her, irritated that she had interrupted my thoughts. "What is it Annabeth? Why are you bothering me again? I already told you, I don't remember anything." I snapped. She looked sad, and I immediately felt ashamed. "I wasn't going to ask you that," she said softly," I was just wondering if I could come to your cabin after dinner with some friends."

"Oh. Well, I guess so. Who are you bringing?"

"Just Thalia, Rachel and Piper."

"Ok. See you then."

I was sitting on my bed in the Poseidon cabin when I heard someone knocking on the door. "Open up, Seaweed brain!" I heard Annabeth yell. "I don't have all night, you know." I sighed, got up, and opened the door. I saw Annabeth, a tall girl with punk clothing, a death to Barbie t-shirt, and a silver circlet in her hair, a shorter girl with frizzy red hair and a million bright orange freckles, and finally, a very tan girl with her hair done in a ton of tiny braids.

"Percy, these are Thalia Grace," Annabeth gestured to the girl with the silver circlet in her hair, "Rachel Elizabeth Dare," She gestured to the girl with frizzy red hair, "and Piper McLean." She said gesturing to the final girl. I shook their hands, feeling like I should know them, but I couldn't remember any of them. "Anyhow," Rachel Elizabeth Dare shifted uncomfortably, and I realized that I had been staring at her. "Annabeth, didn't you have something important to tell us?"

"Yes. Aphrodite visited me, and gave me this box, telling me not to open it until I was with you. Would you like to do the honors?" She said, handing me the box. I took a deep breath, and opened the box. Inside, there were five books, labeled Percy Jackson and the Olympians written in ancient Greek. I pulled out the one labeled Percy Jackson and the Lightning Thief Book One. On the cover, there was a kid holding a sword that looked suspiciously like riptide, a bay or something. In front of him, there was a skyline of Manhattan. I opened it, Curious, and I read these words:


Look, I didn't want to be a half-blood.

If you're reading this because you think you might be one, my advice is: close this book right

now. Believe whatever lie your mom or dad told you about your birth, and try to lead a normal


Being a half-blood is dangerous. It's scary. Most of the time, it gets you killed in painful,

nasty ways.

If you're a normal kid, reading this because you think it's fiction, great. Read on. I envy you

for being able to believe that none of this ever happened.

But if you recognize yourself in these pages—if you feel something stirring inside—stop

reading immediately. You might be one of us. And once you know that, it's only a matter of time

before they sense it too, and they'll come for you.

Don't say I didn't warn you.


Hey, thanks for reading. This is my first story . Please review, because it will inspire me to update sooner.