Hey, my name is Avni. I stay in Mumbai, India.
I'm 17. I love reading.
My fav books are Harry Potter, Percy Jackson and Twilight.
The Percy Jackson pledge:
I promise to remember Percy
whenever Im 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.
yes I promise to remember PJO
…In Remembrance to Severus Snape….
….A Slytherin who died like a Gryffindor…
...without all the red and gold crap.
…In Remembrance to Fred Weasley…
…Who fought bravely to the very end….
…And whose jokes will forever brighten his other half…
…And will loyally await his soul mate and brother…
… with many jokes…
...he's got forever to think of them, right?
…In Remembrance to Dobby…
…Who was more free and full of love…
...than any elf, and most humans.
….In Remembrance to Remus J. Lupin….
...the last real Marauderer...
…who was not just a wonderful father…
….a incredible husband and brave hero…
...as well as a freakin' awesome werewolf.
….In Remembrance to Nymphadora Tonks…
…who died for ‘the greater good’…
...and would probably hex me for calling her Nymphadora.
…In Remembrance of Alastor ‘Mad-Eye’ Moody….
…who’s motto ‘constant vigilance’ kept him alive…
...and scared the crap out of some kids too.
…In Remembrance of Tom Marvelo Riddle a.k.a. Voldemort….
…who was pretty cool, and cute when he was younger…
…but who got his ass thoroughly kicked in the end
…In Remembrance of Albus Dumbledore…
…whose past and wisdom confused us…
…whose seeming betrayal shocked us…
…but actually who turned out to be an okay guy in the end...
...despite the whole 'almost killing Harry' thing.
In Remembrance to Bellatrix Lestrange…
… because it’s was awesome how Molly slapped her with that Avada Kedavra!
She deserved everything she got and more.
…In Remembrance of Colin Creevey…
…who we really didn’t know too well…
…but took a lot of pictures and died fighting in a war…
…so he must’ve done something good…
…besides stalking Harry.
…In Remembrance of Hedwig…
...Harry actual first friend…
...who lived and died soaring.
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. That's who will go after you if you beat her in a battle. (And you don't want an angry Clarisse. It's bad enough when she's not angry.)
Yellow duffle bags. Helped Percy, Tyson, and Annabeth.
Jason Grace. Thalia's "lost" little brother.
Annabeth Chase. Percy's girlfriend and official architect of Olympus.
Chiron. Trainer of heroes.
Kaleidoscope. What Piper's eyes look like to Jason.
Son of Neptune. The book we can't wait for.
Olympus. Home of the gods.
Nemesis. Ethan's mother. Don't worry, she's getting her revenge on his death.
Atlas. Zoe's father.
Never back down. The phrase that reminds me of TLO.
Dionysus. The god of wine. (More like the god of Diet Coke.)
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.
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.
Iapetus. Percy's Titan friend who is called Bob!
Artemis. Goddess of the Hunt. Has hunters, including Thalia.
Nothing lasts forever. Even the gods.
Switched. Percy and Jason are switched. Jason at CHB, Percy at Legion Camp
The Lightning Thief Prophecy:
You shall go west and face the god who has turned,
You shall find what was stolen and see it safely returned.
You shall be betrayed by one who calls you a friend,
And you shall fail to save what matters most, in the end.
The Sea of Monsters Prophecy:
You shall sail the iron ship with warriors of bone.
You shall find what you seek and make it your own.
But fear for your life entombed within stone
And fail without friends, to fly home alone.
The Titan's Curse Prophecy:
Five shall go west to the goddess in chains.
One shall be lost in the land without rain.
The bane of Olympus shows the trail.
Campers and Hunters combined prevail.
The titan's curse nust one withstand,
And one shall perish by a parent's hand.
The Battle of the Labyrinth Prophecy:
You shall delve in the darkness of the endless maze,
The dead, the traitor, the lost one, raise.
You shall rise or fall by the ghost king's hand.
The child of Athena's final stand--
Destroy with the hero's last breath,
And lose a love to worse than death.
THE GREAT PROPHECY:
A half-blood of the eldest gods
Shall reach sixteen against all odds
And see the world in endless sleep.
The hero's soul, cursed blade shall reap.
A single choice shall end his days;
Olympus, to preserve or raze.
THE NEXT GREAT PROPHECY:
Seven half-bloods shall answer the call,
To storm or fire the world must fall.
An oath to keep with a final breath,
And foes bear arms to the doors of death.
LOST HERO PROPHECY:
Child of Lightning, beware the earth,
The giants' revenge the seven shall birth,
The forge and dove shall break the cage,
And death unleash, through Hera's rage.
If you've pulled a Percy: You've risked something for a friend or family member.
If you've pulled an Annabeth: You have over thunk something, "analyzed" a person, or created a strategy.
If you've pulled a Grover: You're not that good at sports, or you just don't like 'em, but when they had your favorite food, you ran like a demigod being chased by a hellhound.
If you've pulled a Nico: You've held a grudge for a while, or lost a close friend or family member, or is just a little creepy. Or something like that.
If you've pulled a Thalia: You have been scared of something, and sorta dodged it. Or you get really scary when you're angry.
If you've pulled a Luke: If you've backstabbed someone, or you sorta double crossed them.
THE DIFFERENCES BETWEEN THE BOOK AND THE MOVIE (Copyright to Max!)
1. Since when can Poseidon show up outta the water really huge and MADE outta water, then shrink?
2. Why did Zeus and Poseidon have that meeting?
3. Since when does Yancy have a pool?
4. Yancy's name isn't mentioned.
5. Why's Grover black? (no racism)
6. Why's it high school?
7. Where's Nancy Bobofit?
8. When is Mrs. Dodds an ENGLISH teacher?
9. Since when is she a SUBSTITUTE teacher?
10. Don't they start the book at the field trip?
11. Since when can Percy read Greek like *snaps fingers* that?
12. When is Grover such a perv?
13. How come he's not a scrawny little kid?
14. Why does he have crutches?
15. Mrs. Dodds wanted to see Percy because he used his powers. In the movie, she just randomly does it.
16. Chiron throws Percy Riptide.
17. Riptide's not a clicky pen, it has a cap
18. Mrs. Dodds is supposed to turn to ashes and monster dust.
19. Chiron is supposed to take Riptide back.
20. The mist is supposed to affect everyone into thinking there's someone called Mrs. Kerr.
21. Percy's supposed to have a Latin exam.
22. Percy's supposed to eavesdrop on Chiron and Grover.
23. What happened to the Fates?
24. Isn't Yancy a BOARDING SCHOOL? Meaning he doesn't go home at the end of the day?
25. Grover hasn't met Gabe yet
26. When the heck did Percy turn 17?
27. When did Gabe do THAT??? (I will not say what THAT is for the children . . . *shudder*)
28. What happened to "Gabe's private study"?
29. What about Montauk?
30. What happened to the cabin at Montauk?
31. Grover doesn't reveal his goatliness until the cabin at Montauk.
32. Gabe's car's supposed to get totaled by a lightning bolt.
33. Since when does Percy enter camp with Grover?
34. Isn't Grover supposed to pass out?
35. Why does Percy still have Riptide?
36. Isn't Percy supposed to snap the horn off the Minotaur? It gets stuck in a tree.
37. Doesn't Percy pass out AFTER he drags Grover into camp?
38. Why does Grover drag Percy to camp and not the other way around?
39. Isn't he supposed to see Annabeth and Chiron before he blacks out?
40. Isn't Annabeth supposed to be taking care of him?
41. What happened to Argus?
42. Doesn't Annabeth interrogate him?
43. What about nectar and ambrosia?
44. Even though the deleted scene DID have nectar and ambrosia, Annabeth's not supposed to be there.
45. What about Dionysus?
46. The Minotaur horn?
47. Chiron explains everything, not Grover.
48. Isn't Chiron the only centaur at camp?
49. Isn't Grover supposed to be getting judged?
50. Why's everyone older than they really should be?
51. Doesn't Chiron show him the cabins? ALL the cabins?
52. How does he just automatically know Percy's a son of Poseidon?
53. Percy's supposed to stay at the Hermes cabin.
54. He's supposed to be introduced to Luke by Annabeth.
55. What happened to Clarisse?
56. Why didn't Percy become "the supreme lord of the bathroom"?
57. What happened to the barbecue dinner? Percy's FIRST dinner?
58. The sacrifices?
59. Magic goblets?
60. He's supposed to be on Annabeth's Capture the Flag team.
61. What happened to him pwning the Ares kids?
62. What happened to Annabeth's invisibility Yankees cap?
63. Why'd Percy pwn Annabeth?
64. Speaking of which, why'd he gawk at her while she was fighting?
65. What's with Grover flirting with the Aphrodites?
66. His pan pipes?
67. Whoa, what's with the really odd dinner?
68. What's with the nymphs flirting with Percy?
69. Since when does Hades come outta the fire like that?
70. What about Percy's dreams (the one at Montauk)?
71. What happened to the Oracle?
72. Percy doesn't sneak out, he gets assigned with the quest.
73. And why'd he play Capture the Flag right away? He's supposed to be at camp for a few -what, days, weeks? -to train.
74. And he's supposed to get claimed by Poseidon during Capture the Flag.
75. But first get attacked by a hellhound.
76. And since when do they go to Luke for help?
77. What happened to Thalia's pine?
78. Half Blood Hill?
79. Also, now that I'm on the topic, why'd Grover tag along on the car ride?
80. Didn't they already receive drachmas when they set off?
81. Grover's supposed to wear the winged shoes Luke gave, not Percy.
82. Don't they take a taxi to the Greyhound or some train like that?
83. Aren't they supposed to see Gabe on TV THERE, in a store window, not in some hotel?
84. When did Luke give Percy a shield?
85. Or a map?
86. Persephone's Pearls?
87. What happened to the Fury attack at the bus?
88. Aunty Em is supposed to feed them and make 'em drowsy and stuff.
89. Aunty Em's Garden Gnome Emporium is supposed to be OPEN, not abandoned.
90. Since when would Annabeth and Grover suggest nicking some free sodas?
91. Where'd that mortal come from?
92. They don't split up, they get offered a "photo op"
93. Percy's . . . kinda poor ish, how'd he get an iPod?
94. Why isn't Riptide's name ever mentioned?
95. Why isn't the Mist either there or explained?
96. Didn't Annabeth save Percy from being turned to stone?
98. HOW the frick do Grover and Annabeth drive that car through the wall? They're supposed to be 12!!
99. What happened to Percy's dream AGAIN? (this time about Kronos)
100. Didn't Percy send Medusa's head to Olympus?
101. Didn't he steal the drachmas and address from her office?
102. What about Gladiola the poodle?
103. That train ride?
104. Since when do they drive to a motel?
105. And Percy swims in a pool?
106. And they keep Medusa's head?
107. What about the Arch at St. Louis?
108. And the Chimera?
109. And the Echidna!
110. And Percy jumping off into the Mississippi?
111. The whole quest isn't about finding Persephone's pearls anyway.
112. What about the Nereid?
113. And meeting Ares?
114. And going to the Waterland park?
115. And Aphrodite's scarf?
116. Hephaestus' trap!
117. And the Kindness International truck?
118. And releasing a zebra into Vegas?
119. And the Lotus Hotel and Casino didn't have some lotus flower things.
120. It wasn't gambling or an actually "casino" casino, it was a kid's heaven.
121. And they didn't drive a car through the wall (AGAIN).
122. Or get attacked.
123. What happened to the cash cards?
124. And the taxi drive to the ocean?
125. Or meeting that Great White to the Nereid?
126. And REALLY getting the pearls there?
127. Where'd Crusty's Water Bed Palace go? How else do they find the DOA address?
128. The Underworld isn't behind the Hollywood sign.
129. Where'd the DOA go?
130. And Charon's supposed to be in a waiting room wearing Italian silk suits, not just standing there.
131. He doesn't burn some money.
132. He doesn't even GET money, besides being bribed by drachmas!
133. They're supposed to run into Cerberus.
134. Since when is Persephone a total pervert and a flirt?
135. And has pet hellhounds?
136. Heck, she's not even supposed to BE in the Lightning Thief!
137. Annabeth's supposed to use a rubber ball and distract Cerberus.
138. They're supposed to go to Tartarus.
139. The shoes that GROVER is supposed to be wearing are supposed to be cursed.
140. And try to drag him into Tartarus.
141. When Percy meets Hades, he's supposed to have a robe of souls.
142. Hades' Helm of Darkness is supposed to be stolen too.
143. Hades doesn't really want the lightning bolt.
144. Or Persephone (who, again, is not supposed to BE there!)
145. Grover doesn't stay back.
146. Sally's supposed to stay back.
147. The bolt doesn't show up in his shield (which he isn't supposed to have anyway . . . )
148. It's supposed to show up in his pack.
149. Which was given by Ares, who, again, was NOT THERE.
150. They don't go directly to Olympus.
151. Percy's supposed to fight Ares.
152. He is not supposed to have an air battle against Luke.
153. Where the frick is Kronos mentioned anywhere?
154. Percy is supposed to wound Ares.
155. Percy is supposed to have a curse put on him by Ares.
156. Percy is supposed to get the Helm of Darkness back from Ares.
157. Percy's supposed to hand it over to the Furies.
158. When does Percy make a water trident and (supposedly) kill Luke?
159. He (Luke) is supposed to be under Kronos' control, not want revenge on Hermes.
160. Luke is supposed to still be at Camp.
161. Percy's supposed to fly on a plane.
162. He's supposed to go to Olympus alone.
163. He finds out his mom is back.
164. Not Grover, since he wasn't supposed to stay back in the first place.
165. Percy's supposed to go see her.
166. He's supposed to give her Medusa's head.
167. Sally's supposed to directly give it to Gabe as "meat loaf", not hide it in the fridge.
168. When Percy goes back to camp, there's supposed to be a celebration.
169. They're supposed to burn their shrouds.
170. They're supposed to wear laurels.
171.Gabe is supposed to have "disappeared off the face of the Earth".
172. On a completely unrelated note, Sally is supposed to have sold a "sculpture".
173. Then use that money to put a down payment on a new apartment and a semester at NYU.
174. At the 4th of July fireworks, Grover's supposed to say good bye to search for Pan.
175. Annabeth's supposed to explain the fireworks.
176. He's supposed to get his first camp necklace and bead.
177. Luke is supposed to try to kill him again with a pit scorpion.
178. Percy's supposed to almost die and then wake up in the infirmary again.
179. Annabeth's supposed to visit him with Chiron.
180. Annabeth's supposed get angry at Luke.
181. She's supposed to have sent a letter to her dad.
182. She's supposed to leave camp, not spar with Percy.
183. Annabeth doesn't flirt with Percy yet (though, if you squint, maybe)
184. Percy's supposed to leave Camp and go back home.
185. Annabeth has blonde hair.
186. Curly blonde hair.
187. And grey eyes.
188. Percy has green eyes.
189. Grover's supposed to be scrawny.
190. And have curly brown hair.
191. And a goatee (oh, the pun).
192. And acne.
193. And wear a floppy rasta cap.
194. With fake feet.
195. Why doesn't Annabeth act like she has a small crush on Luke? Or at least is really close to him!!
196. Where's her dagger?
197. Luke's scar?
198. And his quest?
199. And since when does Annabeth start shooting at people with sleep inducing arrows?
200. And since when does she roll with a bow and arrow?
201. Since when do they go to the Parthenon?
202. And fight a hydra? That's book two!
203. What the frick happened to the Great Prophecy, huh? Answer me that!!
204. Yo -where is the Iris Messaging??
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COPY AND PASTE IT YA'LL!
You say vampires, I say DEMIGODS!
You say Rob Pattinson, I say LOGAN LERMAN!
You say Bella and Edward, I say Percy and Annabeth!
You say Team Edward, I say Team Percy!
You say Bella, I say ANNABETH!
You say Jacob, I say NICO!
You say Forks, I say Camp HB!
BEAT THAT TWILIGHT FANS!
PERCY JACKSON PWNZ!
NORMAL PEOPLE/PJO FANS:
NORMAL PEOPLE: rely on their local weatherman for the weather forecast
PJO FANS: will tell Zeus to make it rain
NORMAL PEOPLE: say OMG!
PJO FANS: say OH MY GODS!
NORMAL PEOPLE: go to a psychiatrist to tell their feelings
PJO FANS: won't go to one because they will take away your awesome demigod powers
NORMAL PEOPLE: say shut up or I'll tell on you!
PJO FANS: say shut up or my godly parent will vaporize you!
NORMAL PEOPLE: think that PJO fans are stupid
PJO FANS: know that normal people are stupid
NORMAL PEOPLE: when being chased yell HELP ME SOMEBODY!
PJO FANS: when being chased use their awesome demigod powers/skills
NORMAL PEOPLE: get nervous/scared during thunderstorms
PJO FANS: yell at Zeus to calm down (politely)
NORMAL PEOPLE: would choose somewhere sunny to go for vacation
PJO FANS: would try and find Camp Half Blood
NORMAL PEOPLE:don't have this on their profile
PJO FANS: MUST have this on their profile
YOU KNOW YOU'RE OBSESSED WITH PERCY JACKSON WHEN . . . .
You go to the Empire State Building and you ask for the 600th Floor. (I am going to!!!)
There’s a thunderstorm going on and you scream, “CALM DOWN, ZEUS!” (Yes...and it worked!!!)
Every time you use the Internet, you thank Hermes. (OOPS!!! "Thanks Hermes!".)
When you see Harry Potter, you think of Percy with glasses. (now that i think about it...)
You burn food to see if it smells good. (...O_O)
You see an owl, you go, “Hi Athena!” (now i will!!!)
You’re in a running/swimming race and you’re praying and sacrificing to Hermes/Poseidon. (YUPP)
You think that your favorite singer is a child of Apollo. (*cough* Justin Bieber *cough*)
Someone close to you dies and you give them money just in case… (Sure?)
Everyone else is creating a Twilight family and you create a PJO family. (TOTALLY)
You go on a cruise and you hope the boat isn’t The Princess Andromeda… (Never been on one yet, but when i am...)
You’re on a boat and you pray that Poseidon is in a good mood. (Yep.p)
You’re in the air (hang-gliding, cliff-diving, bungee jumping, flying, in a plane, etc.) and you hope Zeus is in a good mood and won’t blast you out of the air. ( Definitely)
You go to Aunty Em’s and say you’re camera shy. (or go find percy!!!!)
You find your true love and thank Aphrodite for sending him/her to you. (no comment)
You think George Bush is a son of Ares (hm..now that i think about it...)
You know Muse is the best singers. Get it, the Nine Muses??
Bring a blue plastic hairbrush with you everywhere. (along with my ball piont pen and bow&arrow)
When it gets really cold randomly, blame Kronos. (Kronos, loser such a fail!!!!)
You get a Greek mythology calendar for Christmas. (*gasp* they make those?!!!!)
You get really mad at Hades when a family member dies. (sorta, but hades isn't at fualt)
You sometimes try to control water. (I am a daughter of hades not poseidon...so i shadow travel)
You don't read anything but PJO for 3 months. (but what about MR?)
You've gone to Google maps and looked up Camp Half-Blood’s address. (shhhh and i found it!!! shhhhhh)
You carry a ballpoint pen in your pocket. (Yep. right next to my bow&arrow!!!)
That everytime you pick up a pen, you think it'll turn into a sword. (*sigh* if only)
Everytime you play dodgeball, you bring a suit of armor. (Laistrygonian giants . Where is tyson when you need him?)
You go to San Francisco looking for the Old Sea Man!!! (Haven't been but i will now!!!!)
You find yourself praying to Poseidon for rain. (Yupp!)
Whenever your internet slows down, you yell at the sky and say "HERMES! WHY DO YOU LOVE ANNOYING ME?!" (Na, me and hermes cool he wouldn't do that!!!)
You pray to Athena when you don’t study for a math test. (just math?)
And when you flunk said test, you blame her irritation on Percabeth. (athena get over it)
You have ADD, are diagnosed, and are convinced that you are a demigod because of this. (I have an ADD mind!!!! so yeah!!!!)
You find yourself saying things like "Oh my gods!" and "What the Hades?" (WTH: means What the hades for me!!!!)
When you steal your friend's pen you believe it's justified because your dad is the god of thieves, and you thought it was Riptide and had to check to make sure Percy was still alive.
You write fanfiction constantly, even when you're not at your computer. (SO TRUE!!! ohh i just got an idea!!!)
When your mom grounds you from the computer, you blame it on a combination of Nemesis, Hera and Hermes' little joke.(Hera: what did i do to anger you...don't answer that. Nemesis: i forgive you! Hermes: and i thought we were friends!)
You want Hephaestus to fix your iPod when it breaks. (YUPP!!!!!)
You give all your siblings god parents (only bro isn't cool enough to be a kid of gods!!!)
You call the "Ares kids", or school bullies, Martians.
When someone gets married, you say: "I hope you shall not anger Hera." (sure)
You cried when you finished TLO (Jason should've died!!!!PERCY!!!!!)
You eat, sleep, and breath Percabeth (i won't eat them, or breath them is kinda imposilbe, and sleep them...no comment)
Every school book you own has PJO stuff scribbled on each page (that would anger athena)
You're in love with a fictional character (Will Solace)
You and your BFF call yourselves geeks because you sit around and talk about PJO
You own homemade replicas of things from the PJO series (i wish)
You dream of going to Camp Half-Blood (totally)
If you want to push Rachel Elizabeth Dare off a cliff. (RACHEL'S AWESOME!!!)
If you think that people who don't like PJO are crazy/stupid/losers, copy this into your profile.
Here's all of the PERCABETH MOMENTS IN THE BOOKS: (copy then paste if you love percabeth!)
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. wither her deep tan and her curl 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."
"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 your 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."
"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.
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."
"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."
"Because you're my friend, Seaweed Brain. any more stupid questions?
I couldn't think of a n 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."
"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?"
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. 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 ANDPERCY 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!"
"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?"
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."
"You're going to the movies."
"Just the two of you."
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."
"That's not enough."
"It has to be!"
"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."
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?
The Infamous Page 203
"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.
"Nice fighting with you, Seaweed Brain."
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 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—nowthat 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
Of all of your Camp Half-Blood friends, who would you most like to have with you in battle?
Annabeth: Oh, Percy. No contest. I mean, sure he can be annoying, but he's dependable. He's brave and he's a good fighter. Normally, as long as I'm telling him what to do, he wins in a fight.
You've been known to call Percy "Seaweed Brain" from time to time. what's his most annoying quality?
Annabeth: Well, I don't call him that because he's so bright, do I? I mean, he's not dumb. He's actually pretty intelligent, but he acts so dumb sometimes. I wonder if he does it just to annoy me. The guy has a lot going for him. He's courageous. He's got a sense of humor. He's good-looking, but don't you dare tell him I said that.
Where was I? Oh yeah, so he's got a lot going for him, but he's so...obtuse. That's the word. I mean he doesn't see really obvous stuff, like the way people feel, even when you're giving him hints, and being totally blatant. What? No, I'm not talking about anyone or anything in particular! I'm just making a general statement. Why does everyone always think...agh! Forget it.
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?"
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.
"That explains why it looks like a chocolate brick. " I said. "With extra blue cement."
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."
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.
An 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."
"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