Okay, so this is my first Percy Jackson story. Go easy on me!

Annabeth P.O.V

I was so annoyed at Percy. He and the Stoll's had played a prank on the Hectate cabin. They had switched all the names of the potions, and now there was a load of smoke coming out of the cabin. A huge crowd had gathered outside. Percy stood beside me with the Stoll's, laughing his head off.

The whole Hectate cabin came running out, along with a goat.

"What's with the goat?" Malcolm, my half-brother, asked me. The Stoll's grinned at each other.

"Let's just say that Marissa's water bottle got mixed up with a goat potion, and, well, you can see the results...," Travis said, a huge smile on his face.

"You are going to get in sooo much trouble...," I trailed off as Linsey, the Hectate cabin counsellor, came marching out. She had a huge scowl on her face, and all her skin was purple.

"Who did this?" she roared, and the Stoll's slid away into the crowd. Percy tried to sneak away also, but it was pretty hard since he's six foot two. Linsey spotted him, and her face darkened.

"Percy Jackson!" she screamed, and Percy broke into a run. One of Linseys siblings handed her a ball of yellow powder. Linsey took it and threw it as hard as she could towards Percy. It hit him hard in the back. There was a flash of light, and Percy fell to the ground.

I rushed over to him. "Percy, are you okay?" I asked him, concerned. He groaned in response.

"I'm sure he'll feel better in the morning," Linsey said, smirking evilly, as she walked over to him. I watched her cautiously.

"What did you do?" I asked her. "What's going to happen to him?"

"Oh, he'll be fine once he gets some sleep," she said, walking away with her siblings, laughing.

I looked down at Percy, worried. "Okay, someone help me bring him to his cabin," I asked. Suddenly, everyone started to leave. I rolled my eyes. I was about to start dragging him myself when I spotted Grover.

"Grover!" I shouted. "Het, Grover! Come help me drag Percy to his cabin! Don't even think about running away from me!"

Grover sighed, and walked over to me. "Help me, please?" I asked him. He grumbled and muttered, then finally agreed.

We looked down at Percy, who was now asleep. I sighed, then grabbed one of his arms, while Grover grabbed the others. We dragged Percy to his cabin then out him in his bed. By the end of it, I was really tired and out of breath. Grover was worse than me. His face was all red and sweaty.

"Who knew Percy could be so heavy?" I panted. He nodded his head in agreement, too tired to speak.

"Well, I have to go to archery now," I said, still out of breath. I left Grover and ran over to the arena.

I didn't see Percy at lunch or dinner. He didn't come to any of his lessons either. Worried, I went to check on him.

"Percy?" I called out, walking into his cabin. He lay in his bed, snoring. I knew it would just be pointless trying to wake him up. It would be like telling a rock to move. Impossible.

I looked around his room. It was a complete mess. The floor was covered with clothes and bits of armour. I looked at the walls, and realized they were covered in pictures. I saw one of him kissing me on the cheek. It was taken about two weeks after we defeated Kronos, when we had just started going out.

I smiled to myself, thinking about my amazing boyfriend. I love him so much, I thought, as I walked out of his cabin.

I woke up the next morning to a banging on my cabin door, with someone shouting my name. I realised it was Percy's voice, but it sounded much higher than usual.

"Go away Percy!" I shouted. "It's eight thirty!"

"Annabeth! Annabeth! Annabeth!" He shouted, his voice getting louder. "Let me in!"

By this time, all my brothers and sisters were awake. One of my sisters let out a groan of frustration and climbed out of bed. She went over to the door and flung it open. A little boy ran into the room and came over to my bed. He climbed up onto the bed and started bouncing round, shouting my name.

I sat up in my bed, wondering what the hell was going on. "Who are you?" I asked the little boy.

He stopped bouncing and shouting. "It's me, Percy," he said, a cute smile on his face.

I stared at him in horror. I had a seven year-old for a boyfriend?

There you go. Hope you liked it. Please review!