Author has written 2 stories for Harry Potter, and Hook.
Hello! I'm TheGreekGoddessofBooks!
Other pennames I have called myself:
you can call me Nax!
Name: I AIN'T TELLIN YOO!!!!!! but you can call me Nax or Aurora or GoddessofBooks or Dynasty. Or Blair. Blair's a pretty name. I wish it were my name.
My Favourite things: Being weird, reading, writing, books, my friends, root beer, imagination, randomness, cool quotes, other stuff.
My Favourite books: The PJO series, the HoO series, the Iron Fey series, the Harry Potter series, the Artemis Fowl series, the Septimus Heap series, the Warriors saga, the Xanth series, the Wolves of the Beyond series, and other books that I didn't mention.
PJO pairings: I totally support Percabeth, Frazel, Tratie, and Jasper but I'm not for Perchel or Thalico or Reyson or Hazo. I have an HP crush, not PJO.
HP pairings: I support Garry, Romione, Bleur, and Nevuna, but FRED AND GEORGE ARE MINE!!! I've always thought they were cute...
IronFey pairings: I support Ashan, and i have a crush on Puck. He's like the third Weasley twin to me...*sighs dreamily*
My FanFiction Family
Me: Me, who else?
Hugs6: My cousin and FFF!
Denim Jeans: My lil sis. I'M OLDER THAN YOU SISTA!!!
ChildOfWisdom: We're half cousins. oddly, Denim Jeans is NOT half-cousin to ChildOfWisdom. They're related to each other through me. Weird, right?
Nicole di Angelo: She's my other sister. The one that's older than Denim Jeans and younger than me. I'M OLDER THAN YOU TOO SISTA!!!
Yeah...that's it so far!
PM me if you wanna be part of my FF family!
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If you could read that put it in your profile!
If you have ever had a crush on a fictional character, copy and paste this on your profile and add your penname and the name(s) of the characters you have crushed on: HollyluvsArty (James Potter, Sirius Black (when he was young), Artemis Fowl)Pepper Lemon(Roshaun, Ronan) Second Daughter of Eve (Several, not telling.), Phish Tacko (Edward Cullen, Marty McFly), Hannahpie45(Chad Dylan Cooper, yeah I know, I know, eventually he'll be with Sonny :D but he is so HOT!), House of Anubis (Percy Jackson, Fabian Rutter, Ron Weasley, George Weasley, Harry Potter), Sammilovesbutterflies(Mick(from house of anubis),Apollo (XD from PJATO), Peeta(kinda), Fred Weasley), Kittykate1798 (Nico di Angelo from PJO), Percabeth and Puckbrina 4ever (Leo from HOO, Harry Potter, and Percy Jackson before he became my half-brother, and Puck from Sisters Grimm even though he's obviously Sabrina's. Oh, and Iggy from Maximum Ride. :)) Queen of Air and Darkness (Fred/George Weasley (I can never tell the difference) Nico di Angelo from PJO, Ash from Iron Fey Series (even though I accept that he's Meghan's. Unfortunatly. Sigh.) Puck from Sisters Grimm (curse you Sabrina!) Fang from Maximum Ride (it better be Fax, not Mylan!), Anubis from the Kane Chronicles, Kartik from the Gemma Doyle Trilogy, Ariel from Theatre Illuminata), Naynay1130, Puck from the Iron fey (though I know in Sisters Grimm Sabrina's got him), TheGreekGoddessofBooks (Artemis Fowl, Puck from Iron Fey, The Weasley twins, Travis Stoll from PJO).
98% of kids would DIE if Abercrombie & Fitch told them it was uncool to breathe. Copy this into your profile if you are 1 of the 2% that would laugh their heads off at the others.
If Phineas and Ferb is the only good cartoon out there these days, copy this into your profile
If you've read people's profiles looking for things to copy and paste this into your profile
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If you have ever fallen off a chair backwards, copy this into your profile (This happened twice, and once i fell through one!)
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If you've ever tripped where there's a WATCH YOUR STEP sign, copy this onto your profile.
Most people would be offended if someone asked them what was wrong with their mind. Copy this into your pro if you would be one of the few people that would answer, "Where to begin?"
98 percent of teenagers do or have tried smoking pot. If you're one of the 2 percent who hasn't, copy & paste this in your profile.
If you think Bella is out of her mind for saying no to Edward's proposal in New Moon and you want to hit her hard upside the head with a blunt axe, copy and paste this into your profile. i want to hit her upside with a blunt axe anyway.
If you have ever run into a door, copy and paste this into your profile.
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93 percent of teenagers would have an emotional breakdown if someone called them a freak. If you are part of the 7 percent that would say "What was your first clue?” copy this onto your profile.
If you have ever walked into a wall, copy this onto your profile
I don't suffer from insanity... I enjoy every minute of it.
They say "Guns don't kill people, people kill people." Well I think the guns help. If you stood there and yelled BANG, I don't think you'd kill too many people.Ive tried it. it doesnt work. even when you shout PEW PEW PEW!
You laugh, I laugh. You cry, I cry. You hurt, I hurt. You jump off a bridge, I get a paddle boat and save your sorry butt. And if i dont get to you in time, i'm going to miss your emails!
The dinosaurs' extinction wasn't an accident. Barney came and they all committed suicide. The Un-auto-tuned musicians extinction wasnt an accident. Justin Bieber came and they committed suicide.
Kids Are Quick
TEACHER: Maria, go to the map and find North America .
MARIA: Here it is.
TEACHER: Correct. Now class, who discovered America ?
TEACHER: John, why are you doing your math multiplication on the floor?
JOHN: You told me to do it without using tables.
TEACHER: Glen, how do you spell 'crocodile?'
TEACHER: No, that's wrong
GLEN: Maybe it is wrong, but you asked me how I spell it.
TEACHER: Donald, what is the chemical formula for water?
DONALD: H I J K L M N O.
TEACHER: What are you talking about?
DONALD: Yesterday you said it's H to O.
TEACHER: Winnie, name one important thing we have today that we didn't have before you were born.
TEACHER: Glen, why do you always get so dirty?
GLEN: Well, I'm a lot closer to the ground than you are.
TEACHER: Millie, give me a sentence starting with ' I. '
MILLIE: I is..
TEACHER: No, Millie... Always say, 'I am.'
MILLIE: All right... 'I am the ninth letter of the alphabet.'
TEACHER: George Washington not only chopped down his father's cherry tree, but also admitted it. Now, Louie, do you know why his father didn't punish him?
LOUIS: Because George still had the axe in his hand.
TEACHER: Now, Simon, tell me frankly, do you say prayers before eating?
SIMON: No sir, I don't have to, my Mom is a good cook.
TEACHER: Clyde , your composition on 'My Dog' is exactly the same as your brother's. Did you copy his?
CLYDE : No, sir. It's the same dog.
TEACHER: Harold, what do you call a person who keeps on talking when people are no longer interested?
HAROLD: A teacher
If you're one of the people who could perfectly understand Captain Jack Sparrow's confusing rants and when your friends all had confunded expressions on their faces, you were like "Well duh! That made perfect sense." Copy this onto your profile.
I like cheese. I have seen purple cows. If two gooses are geese, then why aren' two moose meese, or when two foots are feet, why aren't two footballs feetball? Milk tastes good. People call me crazy, but I'm just random! If you're random and proud of it, copy and paste this in your profile!
If you've ever wondered what you are like in another dimension, copy and paste this in your profile.
If one part of you is calm and the other part like to stand on their head and sing theme songs,copy and paste this to your profile.
If you think that those kids should just let Lucky have his cereal back, copy this into your profile
If you have ever forgotten what you were going to say right before you say it, copy and paste this into your profile.
If you have ever gotten so completely sidetracked in a conversation that you don't remember why you were talking in the first place, copy this into your profile.
If you've been on the computer for hours on end, reading numerous fanfictions, copy this onto your profile
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If you have ever gotten a song stuck in your head that you only know a few words to, and then gotten so fed up that you looked the lyrics up online just so that you could have something else stuck in your head, copy and paste this into your profile.
If you still need the alphabet to remember the letter's order, copy this to your profile.
If you've ever tripped down the stairs, add this to your profile.
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If you've ever written stuff on your car windows when they're covered in condensation, copy this to your profile
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LOL If u have evur dun anything stoopid in yore life copy and paste this into your profile
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If you easily finish one novel a day, copy this onto your profile
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If you have read every single one of these up to here, award yourself 5 points and copy this somewhere into your profile.
If you don't like Twilight, copy and paste this into your profile ( no offence, it SUX!!!)
If you don't like Miley Cyrus/Hannah Montana/Destiny Hope Cyrus/Whatever She's Calling Herself Now, copy and paste this into your profile
93 percent of American teens would have a severe emotional breakdown if someone called them a freak. If you're a part of the 7 percent who would ask the person, "What was your first clue?", copy this into your profile and add your name to the list: Sunlit Goddess of the C.O.C.A., Moonlit Goddess of the C.O.C.A., Evil Genius of the COCA, Invader Miley Phantom, dAnnYsGiRl777, BloodySalvation, Lady Lost-A-Lot, bellabookworm9, Bella Masen Cullen, Vampire Scooby, Alannaswarrior, SpottedLilly, Alleyanna Cullen, hugs.4.all.the.emo.boyz, WritingRocks6, GlindaFied26, XxXpurplelilyxXx, Bookluvrxoxo, Daydreamer897, The Friendly Chupacabra, Shorty and KG Inc., AVirgoGirl, xcheergrlx3, Mrs.DiAngelo, Nico's Future Wife, DaughterofPoseidon32498, Homey1717, Writer.of.the.gods, Taylur, percabeth 4evr, valkyriecain2110, TheGreekGoddessofBooks,
If at one time you misspelled or forgot how to spell a word less than four letters, copy and paste this onto your profile.
If you've been on the computer for hours on end, reading numerous fanfictions, copy this onto your profile, and add your name to this list: danyan, Zutara Lover, Black'n'red'Butterfly, Enrica(real name)(i always change my penname)(tehehehe) I'veComeToTakeYourCheese, Vampire Scooby, Alannaswarrior, SpottedLilly (about 24 hours now not counting the few hours of sleep), Alleyanna Cullen,hugz.4.all.the.emo.boyz, WritingRocks6 (hoo yeah), GlindaFied26, XxXpurplelilyxXx Bookluvrxoxo, Daydreamer897, The Friendly Chupacabra, Shorty and KG Inc.(:D), AVirgoGirl, xcheergrlx3, Mrs.DiAngelo, Percabethrox17, Nico's Future Wife, DaughterofPoseidon32498, Homey1717, Writer.of.the.gods, Taylur, percabeth4evr, valkyriecain2110,TheGreekGoddessofBooks
If you like chocolate as much as I do, copy this in your profile.,
If you have music in your soul, post this in your profile!
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If you have ever laughed at something that you wouldn't normally laugh at because it was really late at night, copy this into your profile
If you spend multiple hours each day reading or writing or a combination of both...copy and paste this on your profile.
If you think those stupid kids should just give the rabbit the freaking' Trix, copy this into your profile.- Silly rabbit trix are for kids!-
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If you have ever pushed on a door that said pull or vise versa copy this into your profile.
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Ninety-five percent of teenagers are concerned about being popular. If you are one of the five percent who aren't, copy this, put it in your profile, and add your name to the list: Queen S of Randomness 016, Queen B of Randomness 016, AnimieKittyCaffe, The Gypsy Pirate Queen, That Bloody Demon, The Astrology Nerd, Shadow929, Crazy Billie Joe Loving Freak, Yavie Aelienel, Hyperactively Bored, Spymaster E, Shanny-Boo, Gem W, Brown-eyed angelofmusic, piratesswriter/fairy to be, Bara-Minomoto, Em Quagmire, Buffy The Mary-Sue Slayer, Random Little Writer, Larxene II, Dragons Ark, freakyanimegal456, Kratos's Appreintice, Videogamatic, Cruxis' Kingdom Heart Cherubim, Ferfrie D, Marauderfox, writers.of.the.gods, Taylur, percabeth4evr, valkyriecain2110, TheGreekGoddessofBooks
Ninety-eight percent of teenagers do or have tried smoking pot. If you're part of the two percent who hasn't, copy this, and paste it in your profile.
If you have a true friend, copy and paste this into your profile
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If you haven't died yet, copy and paste this onto your profile.
99.5 percent of teenagers and kids have a myspace and are literally addicted, if you are the 0.5 who thinks myspace is a dumb way to make friends, relationships, etc. post this onto your profile.
If you have embarrassing memories that make you want to smack yourself/someone else, copy this into your profile.
If you've been on the computer for hours on end, reading numerous fanfictions, copy this into your profile.
If you copy and paste stuff into your profile, copy and paste this into your profile.
If you have ever burst into a fit of laughter for no apparent reason (other than some inside joke that no one else in the universe would find funny) copy this onto your profile.
If you have ever zoned out for more than five consecutive minutes, copy this into your profile.
If you have ever forgotten what you were going to say, right before you say it, copy this into your profile.
If you've ever tripped over your own feet, copy and paste this into your profile.
If you talk back to the TV, copy this into your profile.
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If you don't watch Laguna Beach or the O.C. or The Hills religiously, never have, never will, and are proud of it, copy and paste this into your profile (what is it anyway?)
If you've ever felt like something was watching you and then turned around to find nothing, copy and paste this into your profile.
If you hate all the ads popping up while you're trying to read some story, copy this into your profile.
If you are anti-social sometimes, copy this into your profile.
A large percentage of writers don't know the difference between "your" and "you're". If you are one of the ones that do and want to deck 'em, put this in your profile
90% of teens today would die if Myspace had a system failure and was completely destroyed. If you are one of the 10 percent that would be laughing/hacked the site in the first place, copy and paste this to your profile.
90 percent of teens would have a breakdown if Miley Cyrus was standing on the edge of a six story building. Copy this into your profile if you're part of the 10 percent yelling JUMP!!
If you love rain, copy and paste this into your profile.
Nerds are cool. Nerds are smart. Nerds will one day rule the universe. If you're a nerd and proud of it, copy this into your profile.
Curiosity may have killed the cat, but it's never done me any harm! Copy and paste this into your profile if you're thankful for your education.
The electric chair was invented by a dentist. If you are scared now more than ever of dentists by learning this fact, put this on your profile. (i already knew that, but i was scared in the first place)
If you have ever randomly said a pjo fact copy and paste this to your profile
If you hate Prachel copy and paste this to your profile.
If you have ever sat down on a broom and yelled "UP" copy and paste this onto your profile.
If you always mentally make the Sirius "serious" pun whenever somebody says, "I'm serious!" copy and paste this into your profile.
If you think Alexandra Daddario is completely the wrong choice to be playing Annabeth and want a re-cast, copy this onto your profile, and add your name to this list: believeinthegods, September Sorrows, percabethroxmysox2786(my recast is me!!) Actually I've become openminded about her in general (since she plays Kate on White Collar) but I still think she's wrong for Annabeth, Lulu halulu (I'm sure she's a good actress but she's not right for Annabeth), daughterofathena7 (she has freakin' brown hair when it says multiple times in the books that her hair is blond and curly. also, she's way too old.) Taylur (bad actress, could they at lest bothered to put a wig on her? please!), percbeth4evr: (She is completely wrong to play Annabeth. Why they picked her I have no idea. She isn't all that great of an actress, and she doesnt fit the physical description of Annabeth either. In the books it repeatedlysays that she has blond hair and grey eyes.), valkyriecain2110 ( too old, doesnt fit the description, falls for Percy too quickly, just dont like her), TheGreekGoddessofBooks: (I met a girl that looked exactly like the real Annabeth and she said all the lines perfectly! plus, im kinda guessing they were putting Clarisse and Annabeth together as the character...it so didn't work out)
If you've ever copied and pasted something onto your profile, copy and paste this onto your profile.
If you've ever laughed for 10 minutes straight, copy and paste this into your profile. (Thirty-six minutes tops.)
If you think that people who don't like PJO are crazy/stupid/losers, copy this into your profile.
If you constantly forget what you're saying or are about to say, and i mean CONSTANTLY, copy this into your profile.
If you are the kind of person that gets really excited when you get, like, two reviews, copy this into your profile
I'm a girl who has absolutely no social life. I'm a girl who never gets invited to parties. I'm a girl who dresses out of style. I'm a girl who doesn't do drugs. Most of all, I'M A GIRL WHO COULDN'T CARE LESS ABOUT THAT STUFF. If you're that kind of girl too, copy this, paste it in your profile, and add your name to the list: ImmaBeatYouWithaCrowbar, LeoValdezgirl77, Nicole di Angelo,TheGreekGoddessofBooks
The girl you just called fat? She is overdosing on diet pills.
Music - Madonna
1.Put your music player (Ipod, Mp3, etc) on shuffle
2.For each question, press the next button to get your answer
3.YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS!
1.WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?
Hooch - Everything
2. WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?
Do you wanna dance? - The Ramones
3. WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?
Everything - DJ Tiesto
4.WHAT IS 22?
Thunderstruck - ACDC
5. WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?
I cry - Bass is Bass
6.WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
Money Money Money - ABBA
7.WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?
Circus - Britany Spears
8.WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?
E.T - Katy Perry
9. WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
Changes - David Bowie
10.WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?
Minnie the Moocher - Moxy Fruvous
11.WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?
Closer - Ne-Yo
12. WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?
I want a Hippopotamus for Christmas - Shirley Temple
13.WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?
Scarborough Fair - Paul Simon and Garfunkle
14. WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?
Puppy Love - Paul Anka
15. WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?
Butterfly Kisses - Tim McGraw
16. WHAT IS THE WORST THING THAT COULD HAPPEN?
All around the World - Oasis
17. HOW WILL YOU DIE?
Because you loved me - Celine Dion
18. WHAT IS THE ONE THING YOU WILL REGRET?
Papa Don't Preach - Madonna
19. WHAT MAKES YOU LAUGH?
Mahna, Mahna - The Muppets
20. WHAT MAKES YOU CRY?
Everyday Stranger - Sara Bareilles
21.WILL YOU EVER GET MARRIED?
Miss Independent - Kelly Clarkson
22. WHAT SCARES YOU THE MOST?
Kokomo - Beach Boys
23.DOES ANYONE LIKE YOU?
Breathless - The Coors
24. IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN TIME, WHAT WOULD YOU CHANGE?
Trans-Siberian Orchestra & Metallica - Beethoven's 5th Symphony
25. WHAT HURTS RIGHT NOW?
Accidentaly In Love - Maroon 5
26: What are you going to post this as?
Music - Madonna.
YOU KNOW YOU'RE OBSESSED WITH PERCY JACKSON AND THE OLYMPIANS WHEN...
I - 1. You think the Achilles curse is worth having and you wish you had it just 'cause.
GIVE ME MORE IDEAS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
this was not copy-and-pasted, but you may copy and paste it to your profile AFTER IT IS DONE!!!!!!!!!!
This is the stupidity test! 100 stupid things that people do! Bold the ones that you have done!
1. Forgot to put the lid on the blender, turned it on, and had everything fly out
Who do you want to go to the Yule Ball with?
Post a character that has the same hair colour as you do.
Post a character that has the same eye colour as you.
What colour comes into your mind when Sirius Black is mentioned?
What colour comes into your mind when Tonks is mentioned?
What colour comes into your mind when Ron is mentioned?
What colour comes into your mind when Draco is mentioned?
Is this quiz getting boring and too long?
If you got hold of a bottle of Felix Felicis, what would you drink it for? (Note: it makes you lucky in everything and everything you do won't go wrong.)
Do you like the books more or the movies?
Who's your favorite out of the Marauders?
What would your Patronus take shape in?
What would be your Animagus form?
What subject do you want to be the best in?
Do not walk before me; I may not follow.
Statistics say that one out of four people on earth have mental issues. Think of three of your best friends. If they're okay, then it's you.
When life gives you lemons, make grape juice then sit and watch as the world wonders how you did it.
Flying is learning to fall and miss the ground.
Life is good.
If two wrongs don't make a right, try three.
Intelligence without ambition is a bird without wings.
Cowards die may times in their life, but the valiant taste death but once.
Some people dream of success, others actually wake up and work towards it.
Music is love in search of words.
Life isn't passing me by, it's trying to run me over.
You know it's going to be a bad day when you fall out of bed and miss the floor.
Having the love of your life say "we can still be friends" is like your dog dying and your mom saying you can keep it.
You know something's wrong when your imaginary friends won't talk to you.
My imaginary friend thinks you have major issues.
There's a difference between fiction and reality. Fiction has to make sense.
Your weirdness is creeping my imaginary friend out.
Always forgive your enemies; it's the best way to annoy them out of their minds.
I ran with scissors and lived!
You're just jealous that the little voices are talking to me.
My knight in shining armour turned out to be a loser in aluminium foil.
Never knock on Deaths door. Ring the doorbell and run away; he hates that.
One day your prince will come. Mine? Oh, he took a wrong turn, got lost, and is too stubborn to ask for directions.
You say I'm not cool. But cool is another word for cold. If I'm not cold, I'm hot. I know I'm hot. Thanks for embracing it.
I'm so gangster, I carry a squirt gun.
Remember what you just said, because tomorrow I am going to have a witty and sarcastic comeback and you'll be devastated then!
You can't wait for inspiration; you have to go after it with a club.
Asking a writer what they think about criticism is like asking a lamppost what it thinks about dogs.
My friends are the type of people who would try to drown a fish, but I love them anyway.
Sometimes I lie awake at night and ask, "Where have I gone wrong?" Then a voice says to me, "This is going to take more than one night."
I apologize, do you want me to mean it too?
The dinosaurs extinction wasn't an accident. Barney came and they all committed suicide.
Doctors say I have multiple personality disorder. We disagree with that.
You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say will be misquoted then used against you.
Poems everyone should love!
Roses are red, violets are blue
Violets are red, roses are blue,
Roses are red, violets are blue,
"My turtle swims sideways, Your tutrle swims upside down
Haikus are random
RaNdOm ThInGs I lOvE tO sAy FoR nO rEaSoN wHaTsOeVeR
Momano Dog-face in the banana patch.
Try saying the following fast!
They look like bread dough
Percy Jackson: List twelve of your favourite characters.
1. Have you ever read a Six/Eleven fic? Do you want to?
Ares/Apollo...No...not really...if its a romance, then NO...if its like a bet, sure...depending on the bet
2. Do you think Four is hot? How hot?
Hermes? Meh...dunno, need to see it to believe it
3. What would happen if Twelve got Eight pregnant?
Hestia getting Artemis pregnant? Oo-kay... first of all, they're both sworn virgin goddesses, and thats basically impossible...I would scream and run around like the total psycho that I am.
4. Can you recall any fics about Nine?
Aphrodite? yeah...a few...
5.Would Two and Six make a good couple?
Poseidon and Ares? Seriously? No way!
6. Five/Nine or Five/Ten? Why?
Five/Nine...more likely Hades/Aphrodite because Hades/Dionysus just sounds plain AWKWARD!!!
7. What would happen if Seven walk in on Two and Twelve making out?
If Athena walked in on Poseidon and Hestia? Um...she'd probably scream, faint and then, when she wakes up, she would go to Zeus and tell him, then she'd try to make Poseidon's life miserable and Hestia would stay at the hearth...
8. Make up a summary for a Three/Ten fic.
Hera/Dionysus...uh...something to do with lots of alcohol and parties?
9. Is there any such thing as One/Eight fluff?
Zeus/Artemis? Who knows? Fanfic writers have a weird imagination...
10. Suggest a title for a Seven/Twelve hurt/comfort fic.
Athena/Hestia...Poseidon's crossed the line! Athena has had a SERIOUS mental breakdown...Hestia brings Athena to the hearth to try to help...? Shows her pretty fire pictures?
11. If you wrote a songfic bout Eight, what song would you choose?
About Artemis? uh...dunno...not a song listener...dont know that many...probably something where Orion breaks her heart...so...maybe "Skyscraper" by Demi Levato?
12. If you wrote a One/Six/Twelve fic, what would be the warning?
Zeus/Ares/Hestia? WARNING: Stray lightning bolts and psycho boars, filled with the peace of a warm fire? Dunno...
13. When was the last time you read a fic about Five?
Hades? Meh...long time...
14. "(1) and (7) are in a happy relationship until (7) runs off with (4). (1), brokenhearted, has a hot one-night stand with (11) and a brief, unhappy affair with (12), then follows the wise advice of (5) and finds true love with (3).”
"Zeus and Athena are in a happy relationship until Athena runs off with Hermes. Zeus, brokenhearted, has a hot one-night stand with Apollo and a brief, unhappy affair with Hestia, then follows the wise advice of Hades and finds true love with Hera."
Meh...the ending was sure to come...major awkwardness in between...
Copy and paste this acronym if you love Percy Jackson:
Perseus Jackson. Savior of Olympus.
Electricity. That's what will shock you if you mess with Thalia Grace.
Riptide. Percy's lethal ballpoint pen.
Clarisse. The bully of camp HalfBlood.
Yellow duffel bags. Helped Percy, Tyson, and Annabeth in The Sea of Monsters.
Jason Grace. Thalia's little brother.
Annabeth Chase. Percys girlfriend and official architect of Olympus.
Chiron. Trainer of heroes.
Kaleidascope. What Piper's eyes look like to Jason.
Son of Neptune. The book that came out on October 4th, 2011
Olympus. Home of the gods.
Nemesis. Ethan Nakamura's mother.
Apollo. The god of music, prophecy, truth, poetry, healing, archery, and the sun.
Never back down. The phrase that reminds me of TLO.
Dionysus. The god of wine.
Thalia Grace. Hunter of Artemis and daughter of Zeus.
Hephaestus. The father of our favorite fire boy. ;)
Empathy link. What Grover and Percy have. Saved Grover's life a couple of times.
Officers. The immortal skeletons dressed up as officers.
Lupa. The she-wolf we all want to know about.
You. The readers of PJO and HoO.
Morpheus. The gods of dreams. Put NYC asleep during TLO.
Persephone. The kidnapped wife of Hades. Believes every hero is brave and wants to give them a chance.
Iris. Goddess of the rainbow. To I.M someone, you have to offer her a golden drachma.
Artemis. Goddess of the Hunt. Has hunters, including Thalia.
Nothing lasts forever. Even the gods. (Pan, R.I.P)
Super heroes. What I believe ALL demigods are inside.
I was walking around in a Target store, when I saw a Cashier hand this little boy some money back.
The boy couldn't have been more than 5 or 6 years old.
The Cashier said, "I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy this doll."
Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him: ''Granny, are you sure I don't have enough money?''
The old lady replied: ''You know that you don't have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.''
Then she asked him to stay there for just 5 minutes while she went to look a round. She left quickly.
The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand.
Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to.
"It's the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for Christmas.
She was sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her."
I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus would bring it to her after all, and not to worry.
But he replied to me sadly. "No, Santa Claus can't bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there.
His eyes were so sad while saying this. "My Sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.''
My heart nearly stopped.
The little boy looked up at me and said: "I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall."
Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. He then told me "I want mommy to take my picture with her so she won't forget me."
"I love my mommy and I wish she doesn't have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister."
Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly.
I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. "Suppose we check
"OK" he said, "I hope I do have enough." I added some of my money to his with out him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll and even some spare money.
The little boy said: "Thank you God for giving me enough money!"
Then he looked at me and added, "I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that mommy could give It to my sister. He heard me!''
"I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn't dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose.''
"My mommy loves white roses."
A few minutes later, the old lady returned and I left with my basket.
I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started.
I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind.
Then I remembered a local news paper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a little girl.
The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining machine, because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma.
Was this the family of the little boy?
Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the news paper that the young woman had passed away.
I couldn't stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wishes before her burial.
She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest.
I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed for ever. The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to this day, hard to imagine.
And in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him.
Now you have 2 choices:
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WARNING: The Following and alot after is very sad and very true, try not to cry
You know what Mommy
You went to the doctor today.
I can hear that doctor again.
Every Abortion Is Just . . .
If you're against abortion, re-post this and if you almost cryed post this in your profile
The Percy Jackson pledge:
I promise to remember Percy
Whenever I'm at sea
I promise to remember Annabeth
Whenever a spider comes at me
I promise to protect nature
For Grover's sake of course
I promise to remember Luke
When my heart fills with remorse
I promise to remember Chiron
Whenever I see a sign that says ''Free Pony Ride''
I promise to remember Tyson
Whenever a friend says they'll stick by my side
I promise to remember Thalia
Whenever a friend is scared of heights
I promise to remember Clarisse
Whenever I see someone that gives me a fright
I promise to remember Bianca
Whenever I see a sister scold her younger brother
I promise to remember Nico
Whenever I see someone who doesn't get along with others
I promise to remember Zoe
Whenever I watch the stars
I promise to remember Rachel
Whenever a limo passes my car.
I promise to remember Hazel
Whenever I see something gold
I promise to remember Frank
Whenever I see a boy with a lady who is old
I promise to remember Octavian
Whenever I see a teddy bear
I promise to remember Reyna
Whenever I see someone who is always fair
I promise to remember Jason
Whenever I see someone on a missing list
I promise to remember Leo
Whenever I'm aboard a ship
I promise to remember Piper
Whenever I see a dove
I promise to remember Percabeth
Whenever I'm in love
I promise to remember The Stoll Brothers
when my home is beginning to unsettle.
I promise to remember Beckendorf
whenever I see someone working with metal.
I promise to remember Silena
whenever a friend takes one for the team
I promise to remember Michael Yew
whenever I see a smile that gleams.
I promise to remember Briares
whenever I see someone playing hand games.
I promise to remember those lost in the Battle of the Labyrinth
whenever I see a cloth in flames.
I promise to remember those campers who fought against Kronos
whenever I see someone go against the odds.
Yes I promise to remember PJO
Wherever I may go
bold = yes. normal = no.
Your boy side
You love hoodies.
Total: 10 out of 25.
Your Girl Side
You wear lip gloss/stick.
Total: 8 out of 24.
You own a cell phone.
Total : 5 out of 11.
Black is one of your favourite colours.
Total : 3 out of 9.
You can skateboard. (I wish)
Total: 5 out of 8.
You love the computer.
Total : 8 out of 10.
You cut yourself over depression.
Total : 4 out of 10.
You like rap.
Total : 3 out of 7.
You like loud music
Total: 3 out of 10.
You watch/watched the Superbowl.
Total : 3 out of 9.
You like being in charge.
There is a 40% chance that I'm a child of Zeus.
You feel at home in the water.
There is a 30% chance that I'm a child of Poseidon.
You’re not that much of a people person.
There is a 40% chance that I'm a child of Hades.
You own a garden.
There is a 60% chance that I'm a child of Demeter.
You often start fights.
There is a 60% chance that I'm a child of Ares.
You have an insatiable thirst for knowledge.
There is a 50% chance that I'm a child of Athena.
You’re very creative and artistic.
There is a 90% chance that I'm a child of Apollo.
HUNTER OF ARTEMIS
You dislike boys in general.
There is a 90% chance I am a Huntress of Artemis.
You have a way with tools.
There is a 10% chance that I'm a child of Hephaestus.
Every *person of opposite gender* swoons for you.
There is a 20% chance that I'm a child of Aphrodite.
You like pickpocketing your friends.
There is a 50% chance that I'm a child of Hermes.
You’re the life of the party.
There is a 20% chance that i'm a child of Dionysus.
So, from best chance to worst chance:Apollo/Artemis are tied for 1st with 90%, Demeter/Ares are tied for 2nd with 60%, Hermes/Athena are tied for 3th with 50%, Zeus/Hades are tied for 4th with 40%, Poseidon's in 5th with 30%, Aphrodite's in 6th with 20%, and the 7th place goes to Hephaestus and Dionysus with 10%. I am most likely a child of Apolloor Ares, and I might become a Huntress of Artemis.
Wow...I took the test in "Demigod files" and got my godly parent tied with Apollo and Hermes, too...coincidence? Apollo rox!
Percy Jackson and the Olympians Series: My favourite pages
The Lightning Thief
The last thing I remember is collapsing on a wooden porch, looking at a ceiling fan circling above me, moths flying around a yellow light, the stern faces of a familiar-looking bearded man and a pretty girl, her blond hair curled like a princess's. They both looked down at me, and the girl said, "He's the one. He must be."
She was probably my age, maybe a couple of inches taller, and a whole lot more athletic looking. with her deep tan and her curly blond hair, she was almost exactly what I thought a stereotypical California girl would look like, except her eyes ruined the image. They were startling gray, like storm clouds; pretty, but intimidating, too, as if she were analyzing the best way to take me down in a fight. She glanced at the minotaur horn in my hands, then back at me. I imagined she was going to say, You killed a minotaur! or Wow, you're so awesome! or something like that. Instead she said, "You drool when you sleep."
Annabeth stared at me. I couldn't tell whether she was just grossed out or angry at me for dousing her. "What?" I demanded. "What are you thinking?" "I'm thinking," she said, "that I want you on my team for capture the flag."
"Annabeth, I'm sorry about the toilets." "Whatever." "It wasn't my fault." She looked at me skeptically, and I realized it was my fault.
She pushed ahead, leaving me in the dust. "Okay," I mumbled. "Glad you wanted me on your team."
I was about to join the celebration when Annabeth's voice, right next to me in the creek, said, "Not bad, hero." I looked, but she wasn't there. "Where the heck did you learn to fight like that?" she asked.
"I've been waiting a long time for a quest, seaweed brain," she said. "Athena is no fan of Poseidon, but if you're going to save the world, I'm the best person to keep you from messing up." "If you do say so yourself," I said. "I suppose you have a plan, wise girl?" Her cheeks colored. "Do you want my help or not?" The truth was, I did.
After a few minutes, Annabeth fell in line next to me. "Look, I..." Her voice faltered. "I appreciate your coming back for us, okay? That was really brave." "We're a team, right?"
"You're pretty good with that knife," I said. "You think so?" "Anybody who can piggyback-ride a Fury is okay by me." I couldn't really see, but I thought she might've smiled.
"Forget it," I said. "You're impossible." "You're insufferable." You're-" "Hey!" Grover interrupted. "You two are giving me a migraine, and satyrs don't even get migraines."
I looked at Annabeth, daring her to criticize. She didn't.
I tried not to drool in my sleep, since Annabeth was sitting right next to me.
I wanted to make Annabeth feel better, but I didn't know how.
"Can't we work together a little?" I pleaded. "I mean, didn't Athena and Poseidon ever cooperate?" Annabeth had to think about it. "I guess...the chariot," she said tentatively. "My mom invented it, but Poseidon created horses out of the crests of waves. So they had to work together to make it complete." "Then we can cooperate, too. Right?" We rode into the city, Annabeth watching as the Arch disappeared behind a hotel. "I suppose," she said at last.
Annabeth stood behind him, trying to look angry, but even she seemed relieved to see me. "We can't leave you alone for five minutes! What happened?"
"Are you kidding?" she looked at me as if I'd just dropped from the moon. Her cheeks were bright red. "What's the problem now?" I demanded. "Me, go with you to the...the 'Thrill Ride of Love'? how embarrassing is that? What if somebody saw me?" "Who's going to see you?" But my face was burning now, too. Leave it to a girl to make everything complicated. "Fine," I told her. "I'll do it myself." But when I started down the side of the pool, she followed me, muttering about how boys always messed things up.
"Hey," Annabeth said, "I'm sorry for freaking out back at the water park, Percy." "That's okay." "It's just..." she shuddered. "Spiders." "Because of the Arachne story," I guessed. "She got turned into a spider for challenging your mom to a weaving contest, right?" Annabeth nodded. "Arachne's children have been taking revenge on the children of Athena ever since. If there's a spider within a mile of me, it'll find me. I hate the creepy little things. Anyway, I owe you." "We're a team, remember?" I said.
"So if the gods fight," I said, "will things line up the way they did with the Trojan War? will it be Athena versus Poseidon?" She put her head against the backpack Ares had given us, and closed her eyes. "I don't know what my mom will do. I just know I'll fight next to you." "Why?" "Because you're my friend, Seaweed Brain. Any more stupid questions?" I couldn't think of an answer for that. Fortunately, I didn't have to. Annabeth was asleep.
"Why can't you place a blessing like that on us?" I asked. "It only works on wild animals." "So it would only affect Percy," Annabeth reasoned.
Annabeth grabbed hold of my hand. Under normal circumstances, this would've embarrassed me, but I understood how she felt. She wanted reassurance that somebody else was alive on this boat.
Annabeth and I looked at each other. I could tell she was nursing an idea probably the same one she'd gotten during the taxi ride to L.A., but she was too scared to share it. That was enough to terrify me.
Annabeth sat next to me, holding my nectar glass and dabbing a washcloth on my forehead. "Here we are again," I said. "You idiot," Annabeth said, which is how I know she was overjoyed to see me conscious.
She pursed her lips. "You won't try anything stupid during the school year, will you? At least...not without sending me an Iris-message?" I managed a smile. "I won't go looking for trouble. I usually don't have to." "When I get back next summer," she said, "we'll hunt down Luke. We'll ask for a quest, but if we don't get approval, we'll sneak off and do it anyway. Agreed?" "Sounds like a plan worthy of Athena." She held out her hand. I shook it. "Take care, Seaweed Brain," Annabeth told me, "Keep your eyes open." "You too, Wise Girl."
She touched Thalia's pine tree, then allowed herself to be lead over the crest and into the mortal world. For the first time at camp, I felt truly alone.
The Sea of Monsters
In social studies, while we were drawing latitude/longitude maps, I opened my notebook and stared at the photo inside-my friend Annabeth on vacation in Washington D.C. She was wearing jeans and a denim jacket over her orange Camp Half-Blood T-shirt. Her blond hair was pulled back in a bandanna. She was standing in front of the Lincoln Memorial with her arms crossed, looking extremely pleased with herself, like she'd personally designed the place. See, Annabeth wants to be an architect when she grows up, so she's always visiting famous monuments and stuff. She's weird that way. She'd emailed me the picture after spring break, and every once in a while I'd look at it just to remind myself she was real and Camp Half-Blood hadn't just been my imagination. I wished Annabeth were here. She'd know what to make of my dream. I'd never admit it to her, but she was smarter than me, even if she was annoying sometimes.
Annabeth punched him in the nose and knocked him flat. "And you," she told him, "lay off my friend."
"Annabeth..." I stammered. "How did you...how long have you..." "Pretty much all morning." She sheathed her bronze knife. "I've been trying to find a good time to talk to you, but you were never alone." "The shadow i saw this morning-that was-" My face felt hot. "Oh my gods, were you looking in my bedroom window?" "There's no time to explain!" she snapped, though she looked a little red-faced herself.
Now, under different circumstances, I would've been really happy to see her. we'd made our peace last summer, despite the fact that her mom was Athena and didn't get along with my dad. I'd missed Annabeth probably more than I'd wanted to admit.
The only good thing about our punishment was that it gave Annabeth and me a common enemy and lots of time to talk.
"A half-blood hideout." I looked at Annabeth in awe. 'You made this place?" "Thalia and I," she said quietly. "And Luke." That shouldn't have bothered me. I mean, I knew Thalia and Luke had taken care of Annabeth when she was little. I knew the three of them had been runaways together, hiding from monsters, surviving on their own before Grover found them and tried to get them to Half-Blood Hill. But whenever Annabeth talked about the time she'd spent with them, I kind of felt...I don't know. Uncomfortable? No. That's not the word. The word was jealous.
I tried to stay mad at her, but it wasn't easy. We'd been through a lot together. she'd saved my life plenty of times. It was stupid of me to resent her.
"Then why do the gods even let me live? It would be safer to kill me." "you're right." "Thanks a lot."
I almost didn't recognize her. she was wearing a sleeveless silk dress like C.C.'s, only white. Her blond hair was newly washed and combed and braided with gold. Worst of all, she was wearing makeup, which I never thought Annabeth would be caught dead in. I mean, she looked good. Really good. I probably would've been tongue-tied if I could've said anything except reet, reet, reet. But there was also something totally wrong about it. It just wasn't Annabeth.
Before I could figure out how to apologize for being such an idiot, she tackled me with a hug, then pulled away just as quickly. "I'm glad you're not a guinea pig." "Me too." I hoped my face wasn't as red as it felt.
"Don't untie me," she said, "no matter what happens or how much I plead. I'll want to go straight over the edge and drown myself." "Are you trying to tempt me?" "Ha-ha."
She started to sob-I mean horrible, heartbroken sobbing. she put her head on my shoulder and i held her. Fish gathered to look at us-a school of barracudas, some curious marlins. Scram! I told them. They swam off, but I could tell they went reluctantly. I swear I understood their intentions. They were about to start rumors flying around the sea about the son of Poseidon and some girl at the bottom of siren Bay. "I'll get us back to the ship," I told her. "It's okay. Just hang on." Annabeth nodded to let me know she was better now, then she murmured something I couldn't understand because of the wax in my ears.
I made a silent promise to the gods that if we survived this, I'd tell Annabeth she was a genius. The frightening thing was, I knew the gods would hold me to it.
Which reminded me...I still owed the gods a debt. "You're a genius," I told Annabeth quietly. Then I put my head against the Fleece, and before I knew it, I was asleep, too.
"Percy is too nice," Annabeth grumbled, but I couldn't help thinking that maybe, just maybe, she was a little impressed. I'd surprised her, anyway. And that wasn't easy to do.
Tyson blushed. The crowd cheered. Annabeth planted a kiss on my cheek. The roaring got a lot louder after that.
The Titan's Curse
"it's okay, Ms. Jackson." Annabeth smiled reassuringly. Her blond hair was tucked into a ski cap and her gray eyes were the same color as the ocean. "We'll keep him out of trouble." Mom seemed to relax a little. She thinks Annabeth is the most levelheaded demigod ever to hit eighth grade. She's sure Annabeth often keeps me from getting killed. she's right, but that doesn't mean I have to like it.
I looked nervously at Annabeth, then at the groups of girls who were roaming the gym. "Well?" Annabeth said. "Um, who should I ask?" She punched me in the gut. "Me, Seaweed Brain."(Oh, so now she likes him) "Oh. Oh, right."
He went on asking questions. did I fight a lot with Thalia, since she was a daughter of Zeus? (I didn't answer that one.) If Annabeth's mother was Athena, the goddess of wisdom, then why didn't Annabeth know better than to fall off a cliff? (I tried not to strangle Nico for asking that one) Was Annabeth my girlfriend? (At this point, I was ready to stick the kid in a meat-flavored sack and throw him to the wolves.)
I took Annabeth's baseball cap out of my backpack and set it on my nightstand. I'd give it to her when I found her. And I would find her.
He gave me the brochure. It was about the Hunters of Artemis. The font read, A WISE CHOICE FOR YOUR FUTURE! Inside were pictures of young maidens doing hunter stuff, chasing monsters, shooting bows. There were captions like: HEALTH BENEFITS: IMMORTALITY AND WHAT IT MEANS FOR YOU! and A BOY-FREE TOMORROW! "I found that in Annabeth's backpack," Grover said. I stared at him. "I don't understand." "Well, it seems to me...maybe Annabeth was thinking about joining." I'd like to say I took the news well. The truth was, I wanted to strangle the Hunters of Artemis one eternal maiden at a time. The rest of the day I tried to keep busy, but I was worried sick about Annabeth.
Then I noticed a pink silk scarf with a label attached to it. I picked up the tag and tried to read it:
SCARF OF THE GODDESS APHRODITE RECOVERED AT WATERLAND, DENVER CO., BY ANNABETH CHASE AND PERCY JACKSON
I stared at the scarf. I'd totally forgotten about it. Two years ago, Annabeth had ripped this scarf out of my hands and said something like, Oh, no. no love magic for you! I'd just assumed she'd thrown it away. and yet here it was. She'd kept it all this time? And why had she stashed it in the attic?
But Thalia held out her spear. "You want some, Seaweed Brain?" Somehow it was okay when Annabeth called me that-at least, I'd gotten used to it-but hearing it from Thalia was not cool.
"I don't have much time," my mom said. "Percy, whatever you decide, I love you. And I know you'll do what's best for Annabeth." "How can you be sure?" "Because she'd do the same for you."
When she smiled at me, just for a moment she looked a little like Annabeth. Then like this television actress I used to have a crush on in fifth grade. Then...well, you get the idea. "Ah, there you are, Percy," the goddess said. "I am Aphrodite." I slipped into the seat across from her and said something like, "Um uh gah." She smiled. "Aren't you sweet. Hold this, please." She handed me a polished mirror the size of a dinner plate and had me hold it up for her. she leaned forward and dabbed at her lipstick, though I couldn't see anything wrong with it. "Do you know why you're here?" she asked. I wanted to respond. why couldn't I form a complete sentence. She was only a lady. A seriously beautiful lady. With eyes like pools of spring water...Whoa. I pinched my own arm, hard. "I...I don't know," I managed. "Oh, dear," Aphrodite said. "Still in denial?" Outside the car, I could hear Ares chuckling. I had a feeling he could hear every word we said. The idea of him being out there made me angry, and that helped clear my mind. "I don't know what you're talking about," I said. "Well then, why are you on this quest?" "Artemis has been captured!" Aphrodite rolled her eyes. "Oh, Artemis. Please. Talk about a hopeless case. I mean, if they were going to kidnap a goddess, she should be breathtakingly beautiful, don't you think? I pity the poor dears who have to imprison Artemis. Bo-ring!" "But she was chasing a monster," I protested. "A really, really bad monster. We have to find it!" Aphrodite made me hold the mirror a little higher. She seemed to have found a microscopic problem at the corner of her eye and dabbed at her mascara. "Always some monster. But my dear Percy, that is why the others are on this quest. I'm more interested in you." My heart pounded. I didn't want to answer, but her eyes drew an answer right out of my mouth. "Annabeth is in trouble." Aphrodite beamed. "Exactly! "I have to help her," I said. "I've been having these dreams." "Ah, you even dream about her! That's so cute!" "No! I mean...that's not what I meant." She made a tsk-tsk sound. "Percy, I'm on your side. I'm the reason you're here, after all." I stared at her. "What?" "The poisoned T-shirt the Stoll brothers gave Pheobe," she said. "Did you think that was an accident? Sending Blackjack to find you? Helping you sneak out of camp?" "You did that?" "Of course! Because really, how boring these Hunters are! A quest for some monster, blah blah blah. Saving Artemis. Let her stay lost, I say. But a quest for true love-" "Wait a second, I never said-" "Oh, my dear. You didn't need to say it. You do know Annabeth was close to joining the Hunters, don't you?" I blushed. "I wasn't sure-" "She was about to throw her life away! And you my dear, you can save her from that. It's so romantic!" "Uh..." "Oh, put the mirror down," Aphrodite ordered. "I look fine." I hadn't realized I was still holding it, but as soon as I put it down, I noticed my arms were sore. "Now listen up, Percy," Aphrodite said. "The hunters are your enemies. Forget them and Artemis and the monster. That's not important. You just concentrate on finding and saving Annabeth." "Do you know where she is?" Aphrodite waved her hand irritably. "No, no. I leave the details to you. But it's been ages since we've had a good tragic love story." "Whoa, first of all, I never said anything about love. and second, what's up with tragic?" "Love conquers all, " Aphrodite promised.. "Look at Helen and Paris. Did they let anything come between them?" "Didn't they start the Trojan War and get thousands of people killed?" "Pfft. That's not the point. follow your heart." "But...I don't know where it's going. My heart, I mean."
I half expected Mrs. Chase to turn into a raving lunatic at the mention of her stepdaughter, but she just pursed her lips and looked concerned. "All right. Do on up to the study and i'll bring you some food." She smile at me. "Nice meeting you, Percy. I've heard a lot about you."
"I don't know," she admitted. "But thank you for rescuing me." "Hey, no big deal. We're friends." "You didn't believe I was dead?" "Never."
A feeling of panic seized me. "Annabeth," I said under my breath. "Don't." She frowned at me. "What?" "Look, I need to tell you something," I continued. The words came stumbling out of me. "I couldn't stand it if...I don't want you to-" "Percy?" she said. "You look like you're going to be sick." And that's how I felt. I wanted to say more, but my tongue betrayed me. It wouldn't move because of the fear in my stomach. And then Artemis turned. "I shall have a new lieutenant," she announced. "If she will accept it." "No," I murmured.
"Was she giving you a hard time?" Annabeth asked. "No," I said. It's...fine" She studied me with concern. She touched the new streak of gray in my hair that matched hers exactly-our painful souvenir from holding Atlas's burden. There was a lot I'd wanted to say to Annabeth, but Athena had taken the confidence out of me. I felt like I'd been punched in the gut. I do not approve of your friendship with my daughter. "So," Annabeth said. "What did you want to tell me earlier?" The music was playing. People were dancing in the streets. I said "I, uh, was thinking we got interrupted at Westover Hall. And...I think I owe you a dance." She smiled slowly. "All right, Seaweed Brain." So I took her hand, and I don't know what everybody else heard, but but to me it sounded like a slow dance: a little sad, but maybe a little hopeful, too.
"I'll fill you in later," Chiron said with forced cheerfulness. "The important thing is you have prevailed. and you save Annabeth!" Annabeth smiled at me gratefully, which made me look away.
The Battle of the Labyrinth
"Think positive. Tomorrow you're off to camp! After orientation, you've got your date-" "It's not a date!" I protested. "It's just Annabeth, Mom. Jeez!" "She's coming all the way from camp to meet you." "Well, yeah." "You're going to the movies." "Yeah." "Just the two of you." "Mom!" She held up her hands in surrender, but I could tell she was trying hard not to smile.
I burst out of the alley onto East 81st and ran straight into Annabeth. "Hey, you're out early!" She laughed, grabbing my shoulders to keep me from tumbling into the street. "Watch where you're going, Seaweed Brain." For a split second, she was in a good mood and everything was fine. She was wearing jeans and an orange camp T-shirt and her clay bead necklace. He blond hair was pulled back into a ponytail. Her gray eyes sparkled. She looked like she was ready to catch a movie, have a cool afternoon hanging out together. Then Rachel Elizabeth Dare, still covered in monster dust, came charging out of the alley, yelling. "Percy, wait up!" She frowned at me. "What did you do this time? And who is this?"
Annabeth stared at me for a second. Then she turned and took off. "Hey!" I jogged after her. "There were these two empousai," I tried to explain. "They were cheerleaders, see, and they said camp was going to burn, and-" "You told a mortal girl about half-bloods?" "She can see through the Mist. She saw the monsters before I did." "So you told her the truth." "She recognized me from Hoover Dam, so-" "You've met her before?" "Um, last winter. But seriously, I barely know her." "She's kinda cute." "I-I never thought about it." Annabeth kept walking toward York Avenue. "I'll deal with the school," I promised, anxious to change the subject "Honest, it'll be fine." Annabeth wouldn't even look at me. "I guess our afternoon is off, now that the poilce will be searching for you."
Someone else slid next to me on the bench: Annabeth. "I'll tell you what it's about," she said. "The Labyrinth." It was hard to concentrate on what she was saying, because everybody in the dining pavilion was stealing glances at us and whispering. and Annabeth was right next to me. I mean right next to me.
Annabeth nodded. Despite how serious she was acting, I was happy she wasn't mad at me anymore. and I kind of liked the fact that she'd broken the rules to come sit next to me.
Over at the head table, Quintus cleared his throat. I got the feeling he didn't want to make a scene, but Annabeth was really pushing it, sitting at my table so long. "We'll talk later." Annabeth squeezed my arm a little to hard. "Convince him, will you?" She returned to the Athena table, ignoring all the people who were staring at her.
Quintus kept rattling off names until he said, "Percy Jackson with Annabeth Chase." "Nice." I grinned at Annabeth. "Your armor is crooked," was her only comment, and she redid my straps for me.
I started forward, but Annabeth stopped me. "Don't take another step," she warned. "We need to find the exit." She sounded really scared now. "It's okay," I promised. "It's right-" I looked up and realized I couldn't see where we'd fallen in. The ceiling was solid stone. The corridor seemed to stretch endlessly in both directions. Annabeth's hand slipped into mine. Under different circumstances, I would've been embarrassed, but here in the dark I was glad to know where she was. It was about the only thing I was sure of.
"I've been studying architecture for years," she said. "I know Daedalus's Labyrinth better than anybody." "From reading about it." "Well, yes." "That's not enough." "It has to be!" "It isn't!" "Are you going to help me or not?" I realized everyone was watching Annabeth and me like a tennis match.
Annabeth stood in the back of the room, rifling through old scrolls. "Knock, knock?" I said. She turned with a start. "Oh...hi. Didn't hear you." "You okay?"' She frowned at the scroll in her hands. "Just trying to do some research. Daedalus's Labyrinth is so huge. none of the stories agree about anything. The maps just lead from nowhere to nowhere." I thought about what Quintus had said, how the maze tries to distract you. I wondered if Annabeth knew that already. "We'll figure it out," I promised. Her hair had come loose and was hanging in a tangled blond curtain around her face. Her gray eyes looked almost black. "I've wanted to lead a quest since I was seven," she said. "You're going to do awesome." She looked at me gratefully, but then stared down at all the books and scrolls she'd pulled from the shelved. "I'm worried, Percy. Maybe I shouldn't have asked you to do this. Or Tyson or Grover." "Hey, we're your friends. We wouldn't miss it." "But..." She stopped herself. "What is it?" I asked. "The prophecy?" "I'm sure it's fine," she said in a small voice. "What was the last line?" Then she did something that really surprised me. She blinked back tears and put out her arms. I stepped forward and hugged her. Butterflies started turning my stomach into a mosh pit. "Hey, it's...it's okay." I patted her back. I was aware of everything in the room. I felt like I could read the tiniest print on any book on the shelves. Annabeth's hair smelled like lemon soap. She was shivering. "Chiron might be right," she muttered. "I'm breaking the rules. But I don't know what else to do. I need you three. It just feels right." "Then don't worry about it," I managed. "We've had plenty of problems before, and we solved them." "This is different. I don't want anything happening to...any of you." Behind me, somebody cleared his throat. It was one of Annabeth's half-brothers, Malcolm. His face was bright red. "Um, sorry," he said. "Archery practice is starting, Annabeth. Chiron said to come find you." I stepped away from Annabeth. "We were just looking at maps," I said stupidly. Malcolm stared at me. "Okay." "Tell Chiron I'll be right there," Annabeth said, and Malcolm left in a hurry. "Annabeth rubbed her eyes. "You go ahead, Percy. I'd better get ready for archery." I nodded, feeling more confused than I ever had in my life. I wanted to run from the cabin...but then again I didn't.
I tried to fall asleep, but I couldn't. Something about getting chased by a large dragon lady with poison swords made it real hard to relax. I picked up my bedroll and dragged it over to where Annabeth was sitting, keeping watch. I sat down next to her. "You should sleep," she said. "Can't. You doing all right?" "Sure. First day leading the quest. Just great." "We'll get there," I said. "We'll find the workshop before Luke does." She brushed her hair out of her face. She had a smudge of dirt on her chin, and i imagined what she must've looked like when she was little, wandering around the country with Thalia and Luke. Once she'd saved them from the mansion of the evil Cyclops when she was only seven. Even when she looked scared, like now, I knew she had a lot of guts. "I just wish the quest was logical," she complained. "I mean, we're traveling but we have no idea where we'll end up. How can you walk from New York to California in a day?" "Space isn't the same in the maze." "I know, I know. it's just..." She looked at me hesitantly. "Percy, I was kidding myself. All that planning and reading. I don't have a clue where we're going." "You're doing great. Besides, we never know what we're doing. It always works out. Remember Circe's island?" She snorted. "You made a cute guinea pig." "And Waterland, how you got us thrown off that ride?" "I got us thrown off? That was totally your fault!" "See? It'll be fine."
"I'm a child of Athena," she insisted. "and this is an insult to my intelligence. I won't answer these questions." Part of me was impressed with her for standing up like that. but part of me thought her pride was going to get us all killed.
I didn't dare call after her, but I didn't like the idea of her approaching the forge on her own. If those things out there could sense a god coming, would Annabeth be safe?
"Put your cap back on," I said. "Get out!" "What?" Annabeth shrieked. "No! I'm not leaving you." "I've got a plan. I'll distract them. you can use the metal spider-maybe it'll lead you back to Hephaestus. You have to tell him what's going on." "But you'll be killed!" "I'll be fine. Besides, we've got no choice." Annabeth glared at me like she was going to punch me. And then she did something that surprised me even more. She kissed me. "Be careful, Seaweed Brain." She put on her hat an vanished. I probably would've sat there for the rest of the day, staring at the lava and trying to remember what my name was, but the sea demons jarred me back to reality.
Annabeth turned to face the audience. She looked terrible. Her eyes were puffy from crying, but she managed to say, "He was probably the bravest friend I've ever had. He..." Then she saw me. Her face went blood red. "He's right there!" Heads turned. People gasped. "Percy!" Beckendorf grinned. A bunch of other kids crowded around me and clapped me on the back. I heard a few curses from the Ares cabin, but Clarisse just rolled her eyes, like she couldn't believe I'd had the nerve to survive. Chiron cantered over and everyone made way for him. "Well," he sighed with obvious relief. "I don't believe I've ever been happier to see a camper return. But you must tell me-" "WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?" Annabeth interrupted, shoving aside the other campers. I thought she was going to punch me, but instead she hugged me so fiercely she nearly cracked my ribs. The other campers fell silent. Annabeth seemed to realize she was making a scene and pushed me away. "I-we thought you were dead, Seaweed Brain!" "I'm sorry," I said. "I got lost." "LOST?" she yelled. "Two weeks, Percy? Where in the world-" "Annabeth," Chiron interrupted. "Perhaps we should discuss this somewhere more private, shall we? The rest of you, back to your normal activities!"
Annabeth glared at me. "You are the single most annoying person I have ever met!" And she stormed out of the room. I stared at the doorway. I felt like hitting something. "So much for being the bravest friend she's ever had." "She will calm down," Chiron promised. "She's jealous, my boy." "That's stupid. She's not...it's not like..." Chiron chuckled. "It hardly matters. Annabeth is very territorial about her friends in case you haven't noticed. She was quite worried about you. And now that you're back, I think she suspects where you were marooned."
"We'll try, Ms. Jackson," Annabeth said. "Keeping your son safe is a big job, though." She folded her arms and glared out the kitchen window. I picked at my napkin and tried not to say anything. My mom frowned. "What's been going on with you two? Have you been fighting?" Neither of us said anything. "I see," my mom said, and I wondered if she could see through more than just the Mist. It sounded like she understood what was going on with Annabeth and me, but I sure as heck didn't. "Well, remember," she said, "Grover and Tyson are counting on you two." "I know," Annabeth and I said at the same time, which embarrassed me even more.
Annabeth stood. "The fire's getting low. I'll go look for some more scraps while you guys talk strategy." And she marched off into the shadows. Rachel drew another figure with her stick-an ashy Antaeus dangling from his chains. "Annabeth's not usually like this," I told her. "I don't know what her problem is." Rachel raised her eyebrows. "Are you sure you don't know?" "What do you mean?" "Boys," she muttered. "Totally blind."
Kampê landed on the Athena command tent, smashing it flat. I ran after her and found Annabeth at my side, keeping pace, her sword in hand. "This might be it," she said. "Could be." "Nice fighting with you, Seaweed Brain." "Ditto."
Annabeth and I pretty much skirted around each other. I was glad to be with her, but it also kind of hurt, and it hurt when I wasn't with her, too.
I hoped Annabeth would be riding into Manhattan with me, but she only came to see me off. She said she'd arranged to stay at camp a little longer. She would tend to Chiron until his leg was fully recovered, and keep studying Daedalus's laptop, which had engrossed her for the past two months. Then she would head back to her father's place in San Francisco. "There's a private school out there that I'll be going to," she said. 'I'll probably hate it, but..." She shrugged. "Yeah, well, call me, okay?" "Sure," she said half-heartedly. "I'll keep my eyes open for..." There it was again. Luke. She couldn't even say his name without opening up a huge box of hurt and worry and anger.
"I'm sorry," Annabeth told me. "I-I should get back. I'll keep in touch." "Listen, Annabeth-" I thought about Mount St. Helens, Calypso's Island, Luke, and Rachel Elizabeth Dare, and how suddenly everything had gotten so complicated. I wanted to tell Annabeth that I didn't really want to be so distant from her. Then Argus honked his horn down the road, and I lost my chance. "You'd better get going," Annabeth said. "Take care, Seaweed Brain." She jogged down the hill. I watched her until she reached that cabins. She didn't look back once.
"You've had a rough summer," he said. "I'm guessing you lost someone important. And...girl trouble?" I stared at him. "How did you know that? Did my mom-" He held up his hands. 'Your mom hasn't said a thing. And I won't pry. I just know there's something unusual about you, Percy. You've got a lot going on that I can't figure. But I was also fifteen once, and I'm just guessing from your expression...Well, you've had a rough time."
"You'd better go," Poseidon said. "But, Percy, one last thing you should know. that incident at Mount St. Helens..." For a second I thought he was talking about Annabeth kissing me, and I blushed, but then I realized he was talking about something a lot bigger.
The Last Olympian
Annabeth ran in right behind him, and I'll admit my heart did a little relay race in my chest when I saw her. It's not that she tried to look good. We'd been doing so many combat missions lately, she hardly brushed her curly blond hair anymore, and she didn't care what clothes she was wearing - usually the same old orange camp T-shirt and jeans, and once in a while her bronze armor. Her eyes were stormy gray. Most of the time we couldn't get through a conversation without tryign to strangle each other. Still, just seeing her made me feel fuzzy in the head. Last summer, before Luke turned into Kronos and everything went sour, there had been a few times when I thought maybe...well, that we might get past the strangle-each-other phase.
Annabeth wiped a tear from her cheek. "I'm glad you're not dead, Seaweed Brain." "Thanks," I said. "Me too."
We locked eyes. I thought of a different time last summer, under Mount St. Helens, when Annabeth thought I was going to die, and she kissed me. She cleared her throat and looked away. "Prophecy." "Right." I put down the scimitar. "Prophecy."
Annabeth blushed. It dawned on me that she knew I'd been hanging out with Rachel, and I felt guilty. Then I felt angry that I felt guilty. I was allowed to have friends outside of camp, right? It wasn't like...
I found myself staring at her, which was stupid since I'd seen her a billion times. She and I were about the same height this summer, which was a relief. Still, she seemed so much more mature. It was kind of intimidating. I mean, sure, she'd always been cute, but she was starting to be seriously beautiful.
"You know..." She brushed her hair behind her ear, like she does when she's nervous. "This whole thing with Beckendorf and Silena. It kind of makes you think. About...what's important. About losing people who are important." I nodded. My brain started seizing on little random details, like the fact that she was still wearing thos silver owl earrings from her dad, who was this braniac military history professor in San Francisco. "Um, yeah," I stammered. "Like...is everything cool with your family?" Okay, really stupid question, but hey, I was nervous. Annabeth looked disappointed, but she nodded. "My dad wanted to take me to Greece this summer," she said wistfully. "I've always wanted to see-" "The Parthenon," I remembered. She managed a smile. "Yeah." "That's okay. There'll be other summers, right?"
"Annabeth." I stopped her by the tetherball court. I knew I was asking for trouble, but I didn't know who else to trust. Plus, I'd always depended on Annabeth for advice.
"Hold on, Seaweed Brain." It was Annabeth's voice, much clearer now. "You're not getting away from me that easily. The cord strengthened. I could see Annabeth now - standing barefoot above me on the canoe lake pier. I'd fallen out of my canoe. That was it. She was reaching out her hand to haul me up, and she was trying not to laugh. She wore her orange camp T-shirt and jeans. Her hair was tucked up in her Yankees cap, which was strange because that should have made her invisible. "You are such an idiot sometimes." She smiled. "Come on. Take my hand." Memories came flooding back to me - sharper and more colorful. I stopped dissolving. My name was Percy Jackson. I reached up and took Annabeth's hand.
She frowned. "What is it? "What's what?" I asked. "You're looking at me funny." I realized I was thinking of my strange vision of Annabeth pulling me out of the Styx River. "It's, uh, nothing."
"She said to tell Percy: 'Remember the rivers.' And, um, something about staying away from her daughter." I'm not sure whose face was redder: Annabeth's or mine.
Annabeth sat at the foot of her mother's throne and cried.I wanted to comfort her, but I wasn't sure how.
"Wait here," I told Annabeth. "Percy, you shouldn't go alone." "Well, unless you can breathe underwater..." She sighed. "You are so annoying sometimes." "Like when I'm right? Trust me, I'll be fine. i've got the curse of Achilles now. I'm all invincible and stuff." Annabeth didn't look convinced. "Just be careful. I don't want anything to happen to you. I mean, because we need you for the battle." I grinned. "Back in a flash."
I kept my eyes on Annabeth. She nodded reluctantly. "All right. Get moving." Before I could lose my courage, I said, "Don't I get a kiss for luck? It's kind of a tradition, right?" I figured she would punch me. Instead, she drew her knife and stared at the army marching toward us. "Come back alive, Seaweed Brain. Then we'll see."
In a flash I understood what had happened. He'd been trying to stab me. Judging from the position of his blade, he would've taken me - maybe by sheer luck - in the small of my back, my only weak point. Annabeth had intercepted the knife with her own body.
Once she was gone, I knelt next to Annabeth and felt her forehead. She was still burning up. "You're cute when you're worried," she muttered. "Your eyebrows get all scrunched together." "You are not going to die while I owe you a favor," I said. "Why did you take that knife?" "You would've done the same for me." It was true. I guess we both knew it. Still, I felt like someone was poking my heart with a cold metal rod. "How did you know?" "Know what?" I looked around to make sure we were alone. Then I leaned in close and whispered: "My Achilles spot. If you hadn't taken that knife, I would've died." She got a faraway look in her eyes. Her breath smelled of grapes, maybe from the nectar. "I don't know, Percy. I just had this feeling you were in danger. Where...where is the spot?" I wasn't supposed to tell anyone. But this was Annabeth. If I couldn't trust her, I couldn't trust anyone. "The small of my back." She lifted her hand. "Where? Here?" She put her hand on my spine, and my skin tingled. I moved her fingers to the one spot that grounded me to my mortal life. A thousand volts of electricity seemed to arc through my body. "You saved me," I said. "Thanks." She removed her hand, but I kept holding it. "So you owe me," she said weakly. "What else is new?"
I looked in the direction Annabeth had gone, but she'd disappeared into the crowd. I couldn't believe what she'd just done - saved Rachel's life, landed a helicopter, and walked away like it was no big deal.
I pulled her up and we lay trembling on the pavement. I didn't realize we had our arms around each other until she suddenly tensed. "Um, thanks," She muttered. " I tried to say Don't mention it, but it came out as "Uh duh."
Luke hardly paid me any attention. He stepped toward Annabeth, but I put myself between him and her. "Don't touch her," I said.
Next to me, Annabeth's knees buckled. I caught her, but she cried out in pain, and I realized I'd grabbed her broken arm. "Oh gods," I said. "Annabeth, I'm sorry." "It's all right," she said as she passed out in my arms.
I glanced back. Annabeth was trying not to meet my eyes. Her face was pale. I flashed back to two years ago, when I'd thought she was going to take the pledge to Artemis and become a Hunter. I'd been on the edge of a panic attack, thinknig that I'd lose her. now, she looked pretty much the same way.
"And my daughter?" "I couldn't leave her," I admitted, my throat dry. "Or Grover," I added quickly. "Or-" "Spare me." Athena stepped close to me, and I could feel her aura of power making my skin itch.
"Hey." Anabeth slid next to me on the bench. "Happy birthday." She was holding a huge misshapen cupcake with blue icing. I stared at her. "What?" "It's August 18," she said. "Your birthday, right?" I was stunned. It hadn't even occurred to me, but she was right. I had turned sixteen this morning - the same morning I'd made the choice to give Luke the knife. The prophecy had come true right on schedule, and I hadn't even thought about the fact that it was my birthday. "Make a wish," she said. "Did you bake this yourself?" I asked. "Tyson helped." "That explains why it looks like a chocolate brick. " I said. "With extra blue cement." Annabeth laughed. I thought for a second, the blew out the candle. We cut it in half and shared, eating with our fingers. amnnabeth sat next to me, and we watched the ocean. Crickets and monsters were making noises in the woods, but otherwise it was quiet. "You saved the world," she said "We saved the world." "And Rachel is the new Oracle, which means she won't be dating anybody." "You don't sound disappointed," I noticed. Annabeth shrugged. "Oh, I don't care." "Uh-uh." She raised an eyebrow. "You got something to say to me, Seaweed Brain?" "You'd probably kick my butt." "You know I'd kick your butt." She brushed the cake off my hands. "When I was at the river Styx, turning invulnerable...Nico said I had to concentrate on one thing that kept me anchored to the world, that made me want to saty mortal." Annabeth kept her eyes on the horizon. "Yeah? "The up on Olympus," I said, "when they wanted to make me a god and stuff, I kept thinking-" "Oh, you so wanted to." "Well, maybe a little. But I didn't, because I thought - I didn't want things to stay the same for eternity, because things could always get better. and I was thinking..." My throat felt really dry. "Anyone in particular?" Annabeth asked, her voice soft. I looked over and saw that she was trying not to smile. "You're laughing at me," I complained. "I am not!" "You are so not making this easy." "Then she laughed for real, and she put her hands round my neck. "I am never, ever going to make things easy for you, Seaweed Brain. Get used to it." When she kissed me, I had the feeling my brain was melting right through my body. I could've stayed that way forever, except a voice behind us growled, "Well, it's about time!" Suddenly the pavilion was filled with torchlight and campers. Clarisse led the way as the eavesdroppers charged and hoisted us both onto their shoulders. "Oh, come on!" I complained. "Is there no privacy? "The lovebirds need to cool off!" Clarisse said with glee. "The canoe lake!" Connir Stoll shouted. With a huge cheer, they carried us down the hill, but they kept us close enough to hold hands. Annabeth was laughing, and I couldn't help laughing too, even though my face was completely red. We held hands right up to the moment they dumped us into the water. Afterward, I had the last laugh. I made an air bubble at the bottom of the lake. Our friends kept waiting for us to come up, but hey - when you're the son of Poseidon, you don't have to hurry. And it was pretty much the best underwater kiss of all time.
Camp went late that summer. It lasted two more weeks, right up to the start of a new school year, and I have to admit they were the best two weeks of my life. Of course, Annabeth would kill me if I said anything different, but there was a lot of other great stuff going on too.
"You're still my best friend." He grinned. "Except for Annabeth." "That's different." "Yeah," he agreed. "It sure is."
Annabeth, thank goodness, would be staying in New York. She'd gotten permission from her parents to attend a boarding school in the city so she could be close to Olympus and oversee the rebuilding efforts. "And close to me?" I asked. "Well, someone's got a big sense of his own importance." But she laced her fingers through mine. I remembered what she'd told me in New York, about building something permanent, and I thought - just maybe - we were off to a good start.
The Demigod Files
The Bronze Dragon
On the blue team were Hephaestus's cabin, Apollo, Hermes, and me—the only demigod in Poseidon's cabin. The bad news was that for once, Athena and Ares—both war god cabins—were against us on the red team, along with Aphrodite, Dionysus, and Demeter. Athena's cabin held the other flag, and my friend Annabeth was their captain.
Annabeth is not somebody you want as an enemy.
Right before the game, she strolled up to me. "Hey, seaweed brain."
"Will you stop calling me that?"
She knows I hate that name, mostly because I never have a good comeback. She's the daughter of Athena, which doesn't give me a lot of ammunition. I mean,Owl-head and Wise Girl are kind of lame insults.
"You know you love it." She bumped me with her shoulder, which I guess was supposed to be friendly, but she was wearing full Greek armor, so it kind of hurt. Her gray eyes sparkled under the helmet. Her blond ponytail curled around one shoulder. It was hard for anyone to look cute in combat armor, but Annabeth pulled it off.
"Tell you what." She lowered her voice. "We're going to crush you tonight, but if you pick a safe position—like right flank, for instance—I'll make sure you don't get pulverized too much."
"Gee, thanks," I said, "but I'm playing to win."
She smiled. "See you on the battlefield."
She jogged back to her teammates, who all laughed and gave her highfives. I'd never seen her so happy, like the chance to beat me up was the best thing that had ever happened to her.
Beckendorf walked up with his helmet under his arm. "She likes you, man."
"Sure," I muttered. "She likes me for target practice."
"Nah, they always do that. A girl starts trying to kill you, you know she's into you."
"Makes a lot of sense."
Beckendorf shrugged. "I know about these things. You ought to ask her to the fireworks."
I couldn't tell if he was serious. Beckendorf was lead counselor for Hephaestus. He was this huge African American dude with a permanent scowl, muscles like a pro ballplayer, and hands calloused from working in the forges his whole life. He'd just turned eighteen and was on his way to NYU in the fall. Since he was older, I usually listened to him about stuff, but the idea of asking Annabeth to the Fourth of July fireworks down at the beach—like, the biggest dating event of the summer—made my stomach do somersaults.
"If I was going to pick one person in the world to reattach my head," I said, "I'd pick you."
I just blurted it out—to give her confidence, I guess—but immediately I realized it sounded pretty stupid.
"Awww. . ." Silena sniffled and wiped her eyes. "Percy, that is so sweet!"
Annabeth blushed. "Shut up, Silena. Hand me your dagger."
I was afraid Annabeth was going to stab me with it.
Annabeth came up to me and squeezed my shoulder. "Hey, seaweed brain, you okay?"
"Fine... I guess." I was thinking how close I'd come to being chopped into demigod hash in the dragon's mouth.
"You did great." Annabeth's smile was a lot nicer than that stupid dragon's.
"You, too," I said shakily.
Watching them, with my arm around Annabeth for support, I felt pretty uncomfortable. I silently cursed Beckendorf for being so brave, and I don't mean for facing the dragon. After three years, he'd finally gotten the courage to ask Silena Beauregard out. It wasn't fair.
"You know," Annabeth said as we struggled along, "it wasn't the bravest thing I've ever seen."
I blinked. Had she been reading my thoughts?
"Um... what do you mean?"
Annabeth gripped my wrist as we stumbled through a shallow creek. "You stood up to the dragon so Beckendorf would have his chance to jump—now that was brave."
"Or pretty stupid."
"Percy, you're a brave guy," she said. "Just take the compliment. I swear, it is so hard?"
We locked eyes. Our faces were, like, two inches apart. My chest felt a little funny, like my heart was trying to do jumping jacks.
"So..." I said. "I guess Silena and Charlie are going to the fireworks together."
"I guess so," Annabeth agreed.
"Yeah," I said. "Um, about that—"
I don't know what I would've said, but just then, three of Annabeth's siblings from the Athena cabin burst out of the bushes with their swords drawn.
But Annabeth just smiled and put us in jail. As she was heading back to the front line, she turned and winked. "See you at the fireworks?"
She didn't even wait for my answer before darting off into the woods.
I looked at Beckendorf. "Did she just... ask me out?"
He shrugged, completely disgusted. "Who knows with girls? Give me a haywire dragon, any day."
Interview with ANNABETH CHASE, Daughter of Athena
Question: Of all of your Camp Half-Blood friends, who would you most like to have with you in battle?
Question: You've been known to call Percy "Seaweed Brain" from time to time. what's his most annoying quality?
The Lost Hero
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1. How did you get one of your scars?
I got scratched by a stick in the woods (yeah, I know. Crazy, right?)
2. What type of music do you listen to?
Anything that doesn't make me barf. aka NOT JB(shut up all you Effin' "Beliebers")
3. What do you want more than anything right now?
Hmmm...probably the power to turn my imagination into reality at will.
4. What is your most prized possession(s)?
5. Coffee or energy drink?
I hate coffee, so...no contest. Energy drink.
6. What is your favourite pizza topping?
7. What's your Zodiac sign?
8. Your favourite season and why?
Spring. Pretty colours!
9. Are you double jointed?
well...I can do stuff most people can't since I'm pretty flexible considering I've been in gymnastics since I was three...
10. Favorite clothing brand?
11. Do you have/had a pet(s)?
yeah, used to...
12. What kind is/was/were it/they?
2 ferrets, a dog, 2 hamsters.
13. Would you fall in love knowing that the person was leaving?
Um...sure, depending on who they are.
14. What is the best way to tell someone how much they mean to you?
Face to face. In your own words.
15. Write a number from one to a hundred:
50. I like even chances.
16. Blonds or brunettes?
17. What is the one number you call most often?
18. Who annoys you most?
18. Have you been to the USA?
20. Where did you go?
21. Met anyone famous?
Nope. Don't really care whether I do or not.
22. First job?
local Paper Girl.
23. Ever made a prank call?
Maybe I have... and maybe I haven't ;)
24. What were you doing before you filled this out?
writing the USA state names in alphabetic order.
25. Have you ever had surgery?
yes, on my thumb when I was 1 year old...
26. What do you get complimented about most?
27. Have you ever had braces?
Everybody asks me that! NO!
28. What do you want for your birthday?
Money, so I don't need to be all, "aww, you shouldn't have!" and secretly mean it.
29. Were you named after someone?
my great-grandfather...and my nickname is a famous tourist attraction in Italy, so yeah...you could say that.
30. Do you wish on stars?
No, I pray to Gods. ;)
31. What kind of shampoo do you use?
What kind of question is that?
32. Do you like your handwriting?
So what if I do?
33. What is your favorite lunch meal?
34. Any bad habits?
I hope so!
35. If you were another person, would you be friends with you?
If I were another person, I'd creep myself out MAJORLY. But yes, I'd be friends with me.
36. Do looks matter?
Not really. Well, I don't think so...
37. How do you release anger?
Scream on the inside and run to my room to read...I'm awesome like that
38. Where is your second home?
Somewhere in the Universe.
40. What was your favorite toy as a child?
41. How many numbers do you have on your cell phone?
um... like, twenty.
42. Were you a fan of Barney as a kid?
No. He's a freaking fat, purple dinosaur that can't talk right and swears at little kids! Why would I?
44. Do you use sarcasm?
45. Mashed potatoes or Macaroni cheese?
Either, as long as they have bacon.
46. What do you look for in a guy?
I want him to be protective, like a big brother. I want him to be confident, have an average ego, and they HAVE to love animals or I wont love them.
47. What are your nicknames?
Just call me Nax.
48. What's your favorite television show?
49. What's your favourite ice-cream flavour?
Mint chocolate chip or Nanaimo.
50. Do you have all your fingers and toes?
51.Did you notice there was no Question 43?
Did you notice there was a second question 18 instead of a question 19? HA! I got 21 out of 25 on a 7-average observations test!
52. Do you want everyone to answer these questions?
Up to them.
53. Favourite month of the year?
June. dunno why, its just a cool month.
54. Favorite Zodiac sign?
55. What's your hair color?
Black/brown with hazel highlights.
56. Eye color?
Usually brown. Sometimes it can look black, orange, hazel, and multi.
58. Favourite fast food restaurant?
Depends on my mood
59. Do you like sushi?
Never tried it. Hate the thought of eating raw fish.
60. Last thing you watched?
I don't know.
61. Favourite day of the year?
62. Play any musical instruments?
Piano, Trombone, Bells, drums, voice.
63. Republican or Democrat?
I have no idea.
64. Kisses or hugs?
65. Relationships or one night stands?
66. What was the last thing you bought?
67. What kind of car do you have?
I don't have one.
68. What book are you reading?
Xanth 1, 2, 17, and 19.
69. Describe your love life:
I don't have one, I don't want one.