Hi Im Allyah
Here are some basic facs about me
I Love Big Time Rush And Percy Jackson And The Olympians Series
LOVE LOGAN WADE LERMAN
Favorite books: PJO, HoO, Harry Potter, Twilight( But I hate the movies ), Perks of being a wallflower, The Hunger Games.
MY FAVORITE PJO COUPLES AND ALSO HOO(NOT IN ORDER)
1.PERCY AND ANNABETH
2.THALIA AND NICO
3.THALIA AND LUKE
4. GROVER AND JUNIPER
5. KATIE AND TRAVIS
6.JASON AND PIPER
7. REYNA AND JASON
1.LUKE AND ANNABETH
2.ANNABETH AND NICO
3.PERCY AND HESTIA
4.RACHEL AND NICO
5.GROVER AND ANNABETH
6. PERCY AND REYNA
THE OKAY COUPLES
1.THALIA AND APOLLO
2.RACHEL AND APOLLO
3.PERCY AND THALIA
4.PERCY AND ARTEMIS
I Love stories where people die... Weird Right?
It's just I cry when i read those kind of stuffs that's why I Like it
I'm Weird Really Super Weird
I'm Suffering from Abnormality Joke!!!!
Never Insult my works or I swear you'll turn into dust I'll drown You And slash you with my sword
Imma Minor God
Goddess Of Technology My Greek name is Demetria
Daughter of Poseidon and Athena
A Percabeth and Thalico Lover!!!!
I Hate My parent's mash up name
I write stories where people die ( But not all my stories)
Follow me on Twitter: twitter.com/allydcm
I Don't Like romance, I am not a very romantic person ( But I'll Try To Write A Romance FF)
The Percy Jackson pledge:
I promise to remember Ares
1. What's my Favorite PJO book,why?
2. Who's you favorite Olympian God/Godess? Least?
I Like Artemis cause she's just... I don't know i just happen to like her, Least is Ares/ Hera
3.Percy and Annabeth or Luke and Annabeth?
Percy And Annabeth!!!!
I saw this on a profile, and i decided it was so sweet i had to put it on mine.
A girl and guy were speeding over 100mph on a motorcycle
Girl: Slow down, I'm scared!
Guy: No, this is fun.
Girl: No, it's not. Please, I'm scared.
Guy: Then tell me you love me.
Girl: I love you, now slow down!
Guy: Now give me a big hug.
She gives him a big hug
Guy: Can you take off my helmet and put it on yourself, it's bothering me.
In the newspaper the next day, a motorcycle had crashed into a building because of break failure. Two people were on it and only one survived. The truth was that halfway down the road, the guy realized his break wasn't working but he didn't want the girl to know. Instead he had her hug him and tell him one last time that she loved him. Then he had her put on his helmet so that she would live even if he died. Copy this onto your profile if you would do the same thing for someone you love.
PJO Fans/ Normal people!
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 their 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
NORMAL PEOPLE: get nervous/scared during thunderstorms PJO FANS: yell at Zeus to calm down
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 AND THE OLYMPIANS WHEN:
1.You buy everything you see with an owl or trident on it.
2.You yell “Burrito Fight!” whenever you’re in a Mexican restaurant.
3.You checked to make sure your vice-principal doesn’t have a tail.
4.You know which pages the good parts are on.
5.You suddenly hate thunderstorms.
6.You start hearing Percabeth in every song you hear.
7.You started calling your dog Mrs. O’Leary.
8.You start figuring out who your godly parent is.
9.You never looked at a ballpoint pen the same way again.
10.You have a plan to get out of school early on May 5th so you can buy The Last Olympian, read it, and still have time to do your homework.
11.You ask the cashier at the store if they stock Mythomagic cards.
12.You start doing pro/con lists in your head. During Math. When you’re supposed to be taking notes.
13.You start spelling character names out of your spelling words.
14.You start loving blue plastic hairbrushes and anyone who wields them.
15.Each day you check every fan site you know of for new information.
16.You try to figure out how much food dye you need to turn chocolate chip cookies blue.
17.You make references to it in school reports and/or to friends that haven’t read it.
18.The first thing you ask someone when you meet them is, “Have you read PJO?”
19.On your trip to Washington D.C. you thought of Annabeth every time you saw a monument.
20.You yell “Mizzenmast!” whenever you enter a boat.
21.You dream about PJO every night.
22.You curse a god/goddess a lot.
23.You have one (Or more) pictures relating to PJO in your room
24.You know PJO better then most sane people
25.You have links to every great PJO site
26.You add things to the list every day
27.You know what you would do if you were Percy
28.You argue with your friends about if Nico should turn evil or not (NO! Nico don't turn evil!!)
29.At least half of your friends have read all the PJO, or are going to in the very near future
30.You wish you could find a rainbow to see if Iris messages work
31.For April Fools, you put a piece of paper over a card/cards and told your friends that they were Myth-O-Magic cards and they understood
32.Your friends all have a godly parent, and so do you, and your family, and your extended family, and your far, far, far away cuzs'
33.You are trying to learn Greek
34.You keep thinking about one of the PJO books when you go on a trip.
35.Every language you know is some form of Ancient greek.
36.You shriek everytime you see a guy with black hair and green eyes
37.You have an instant crush on Nico!
38.You just have to research more about greek mythology
39.You call up the Camp Half Blood number in LT.
40.You want to learn Latin
42.You copy/paste this onto your profile
43.About 75-100 of your fics are PJO related, even if it is a cross over
44.You have taken every test you can find about what demigodly parent you would/do/should have, and your friends have as well or are going to
45.You make sure all of your friends (Or most of them), have an idea about what you say when talking about PJO
46.Your friends (At least one), think you are obbsessed with PJO, and you agree
47.A friend (or more), think you should start taking pills and/or going to a mental doctor, because you are so obsessed
48.You have one or more things related to PJO on your school stuff, and if someone asks you why, you tell them
49.You have something on your school things (Or home things), that says 'Daughter (Or son if you're a guy) of God/goddess', and you don't even try to hide it, even if it says daughter of Name of unliked god.goddess
50.You’re nodding and smiling when you read this
51.You were so busy reading that you missed number 41
52.You are planning on adding a lot more things to this list
53.You have done at least 15 (Or more) of the above things
54.You are so obessed with PJO and the couple Percy-Annabeth, that you are proud to call yourselves supporters of Percabeth!!!
55. You try to convince your friends to read PJO ( Lol, i do that all the time...)
Know You’re Obsessed With Percy Jackson When…
-You go to the Empire State Building and you ask for the 600th Floor.
-There’s a thunderstorm going on and you scream, “CALM DOWN, ZEUS!”
-Every time you use the Internet, you thank Hermes.
-When you see Harry Potter, you think of Percy with glasses.
-You burn food to see if it smells good.
-You see an owl, you go, “Hi Athena!”
-Everyone else is creating a Twilightfamily and you create a PJO family.
-You go on a cruise and you hope the boat isn’t The Princess Andromeda…
-You sometimes try to control water.
-You don't read anything but PJO for 3 months.
-You've gone to Google maps and looked up Camp Half-Blood’s address.
-Even though notdiagnosed, you claim you have ADHD or dyslexia and blame it on your God parent.
-You yell "Annabeth!" everytime you see a NY Yankees hat.
-You make the PJO characters on Sims, as Miis on the Wii, and other video games.
-Anytime you see an orange shirt, you look at the front of it to see if it is a Camp shirt.
-You are a PJO character for Halloween.
-Recite lines randomly from the books.
-When you see/hear about anything myhtology-related, you talk about how it was in PJO (what page, book, etc.) and what happened to it.(all the time!)
-Buy anything New York or San Francisco-related.
-You are suddenly obsessed with Adidas shoes because they have the Hermes symbol.
-You claim that Percy IS real and lives in New York no matter how much your friends argue with you.
-You have dreams about PJO characters/events
-You carry a ballpoint pen in your pocket.
-That everytime you pick up a pen, you think it'll turn into a sword.
-In the beginning of your first History class, you burst out "Will we be studying Greek mythology?!"
-You pretend (or actually) faint when someone asks "Who's Percy?"
-When someone mentions the name Percy (like Percy Weasley) you scream "JACKSON!"
-You are known to scream names of the characters at random times.
-You've got any copy of any book in all your backpacks/binders incase of emergencies
-And when you flunk said test, you blame her irritation on Percabeth.
-You make a list of characters never to anger, like this one and why: Thalia- Want her for your friend, hate her for your enemy. also shes a hunter, her aim with an arrow is very accurate... Athena- She scares Percy more than Zeus. Also, she cannot be distracted and her plans always work. Hades- Um, this one is rather obvious- also you might not be buried with a drachma in your pocket. Hermes- Cutting off your internet access would be slow and painful torture. Also I blame the economy crisis on Luke's stealing federal funds. Aphrodite- She's preoccupied with Percabeth and trust me I dont want to waste her time!
-You write fanfiction constantly, even when you're not at your computer. -You give all your siblings god parents -You call the "Ares kids", or school bullies, Martians. -You quiz fellow fans on the minor gods and win. -You spend time doing pointless research at , just because Rick Riordan linked it on his site. -You still think Thuke could happen.
You plan several statements to avoid Apollo's lines and remember he's a player, should he ever hit on you, and several ways to get out of being cursed.
You imagine the gods alone, and what they really do on the Superbowl.
You read page 203 of BotL over and over again or say the lines in your head (PERCABETH!!)
You know exactly what someone means when they say LT, SoM, TC, BotL, tLO PJO and use it in conversations.
You find yourself saying things like "Oh my gods!" and "What the Hades?"
If you're a Demigod copy this into your profile and sign your name
Y-yes! hes awesome!!!
A-mazing or Always has a plan
N-othing gets in her way
Percy Jackson & The Olympians Rule!!!
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.
Page 372-374(and my favorite part in the series! Eep!)
"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. 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." "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.
York, about building something permanent, and I thought - just maybe - we were off to a good start.
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?
The Infamous Page 203(and my favorite part in this book!)
"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(aww, so cute! He likes her back! You can tell!), 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(I thought he was dead, no wait, that's the fifth book--I mean, what fifth book?) 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...(Yes she is, percy, get that into your seaweed filled brain)" 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."(Tell 'em girlfriend!) (Yeah, boys are blind, annoying and stupid, If you're a guy and you are offended by this, deal with it! I only speak the truth. Although, some can be not those things.)
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.(Aww, now that's what I call a cute Percabeth moment!)
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?"(No, percy, she won't call you) (Sry, for this, I talk to the book characters) "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.(GGRRRRRR!! I hate Luke for getting into this!!)
"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(Yup, percy, you wouldwatch her wouldn't you?). She didn't look back once.(Aww, doesn't that let ya down perce? Yeah, that's horrible)
"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-"(OMG! he'd just admitted to it!MWAHAHAHAHA!) 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(Oh, so you did enjoy it?), but then I realized he was talking about something a lot bigger.
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?"(Wow his head really is full of seaweed) 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.yup, cuz you like her)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.)just because you like her, you know you wanted to say yes and scream it to the world)
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.(So determined, Aphrodite, thank you!)
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!(Percy probably doesn't like the sound of that for Annabeth, he'd probably say, 'sorry, she's already taken.') "I found that in Annabeth's backpack," Grover said. I stared at him. "I don't understand."(Of course you don't) "Well, it seems to me...maybe Annabeth was thinking about joining." I'd like to say I took the news well.(But you didn't cuz that would mean you didn't care and you do) The truth was, I wanted to strangle the Hunters of Artemis one eternal maiden at a time.(exactly) The rest of the day I tried to keep busy, but I was worried sick about Annabeth.(Of course you would be)
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.(Yeah, cuz it's her pet name for you)
"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."(Yup because she loves you seaweed brain, she loves your seaweed filled brain as much as you love her Wise girlness or owl headness or whatever)
When she smiled at me, just for a moment she looked a little like Annabeth(Of course, because youy think Annabeth is beautiful just like Aphrodite, hey, her name has Aphro in it, like afro, hehe!). 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!"(yeah, I know, right, sister?!) "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.(Yup you would blush) "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." (Yeah, you love Annabeth, accept it!)
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."(Of course she would)
"I don't know," she admitted. "But thank you for rescuing me." "Hey, no big deal. We're friends."(No you're not, you are much, much more) "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."(Yup, you would want to dance with her, wouldn't you?) She smiled slowly. "All right, Seaweed Brain."(Yup, she would smile) 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 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 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." "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 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." "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 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 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
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(No I won't forget it, everyone knows and is going to remember it.
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ºø„ PERCY JACKSON „øº
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FRIENDS:never ask anything to eat or drink
BESTFRIENDS: Help themselves and is the reason you never have any food
FREINDS:Call your parents M. Mrs and grandma and grandpa
BESTFRIENDS: Call your parents MOM and DAD GRAMS AND GRANDPA
FRIENDS: Would bail you out of jail
BESTFRIENDS: Would be sitting next to you saying DAMN we screwed up
FRIENDS: Will pick out a cute chick-flick to watch with you on movie night
BESTFRIENDS: Will pick out "The Ring" for movie night then scare you and himself/herself in the process
FRIENDS: Never seen you cry
BESTFRIENDS: Wont tell anyone else you cry... just laugh about it when your not down anymore
FRIENDS: Meet your boy/girl friend and say nice to meet you
BESTFRIENDS: Meet your boy/girl friend and scare the BLEEP out of him/her by threatening to break every bone in him/her's body if he/she hurts your bestfriend
FRIENDS: Will say you can do better
BESTFRIENDS: Will call him and say"you have seven days to live"
FRIENDS: Ask why you're crying
BESTFRIENDS:Already have a shovel ready to bury the loser that made you cry
FRIENDS: Will help you move
BESTFRIENDS: Will help you move a dead body
FRIENDS: helps you up when you fall
BESTFRIENDS: continues walking while saying, "Walk much dumbass?"
FRIENDS: gives you their umbrella in the rain
BESTFRIENDS: takes yours and says, "RUN, -BEEP- RUN!"
FRIENDS: wipes your tears when your rejected
BESTFRIENDS: goes up to him and says, "It's because your gay isn't it?"
FRIENDS: will bail you out of jail
BESTFRIENDS: would be in the room next to you saying, "THAT WAS AWESOME, LETS DO IT AGAIN!!"
FRIENDS: Ask you to write down your number
BESTFRIENDS: Has you on speed dial
FRIENDS: Borrows your stuff and gives it back a few days later
BESTFRIENDS:Loses your stuff and tells you, "my bad .. heres a tissue"
FRIENDS: Only know a few things about you
BESTFRIENDS: Could write a very embarrassing biography about your life
FREINDS:Will leave you behind if thats what everyone else is doing
BESTFRIENDS: Will kick the whole crowd asses that left you
FRIENDS: Would knock on your front door
BESTFRIENDS:Would walk right in and say,"IM HOME"
FRIENDS: You have to tell them not to tell
BESTFRIENDS: Already know not to tell
FRIENDS: Are through high school /college (drinking buddies)
BESTFRIENDS: Are for life
FRIENDS:Will be there to take your drink away when they think youve had enough
BESTFRIENDS:Will look at you stumbling all over the place and say,"Girl drink the rest of that you know we dont waste
FRIENDS: comfort you when you fight with your boyfriend
BEST FRIENDS: go over to his house and kick his ass
FRIENDS: bail you outta jail
BEST FRIENDS: sit next to you singing the jail song
FRIENDS: tell you to forget it when you say you want to vandalize a guy's house
BEST FRIENDS: best friends are the ones getting fined by the police with you
FRIENDS: Think your insane for jumping off a roof onto a trampoline
BEST FRIENDS: Are jumping right after you
FRIENDS: come over every couple of months for a sleepover
BEST FRIENDS: are your weekend boarders
FRIENDS: are offended when you make fun of them
BEST FRIENDS: kick your ass and all's forgiven
FRIENDS: are shy around your boyfriend
BEST FRIENDS: will tease him till he blushes redder than a fire engine
FRIENDS: don't see you if you're sick
BEST FRIENDS: are why you're sitting in bed under a blanket with a thermometer, book, and your phone
FRIENDS:dare you to scream into the street
BEST FRIENDS: dare you to go streaking
FRIENDS: call you retarded for running threw bleachers yelling "IT'S PICKLE TIME!"
BEST FRIENDS: are screaming and running with you
FREINDS: Will ignore this
BESTFRIENDS:Will repost this crap
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List Twelve of your favorite characters from Percy Jackson, in no particular order. Then answer the questions about them.
1. Have you ever read a Six/Eleven fic? Do you want to?
No:/ and No:/
2. Do you think Four is hot? How hot?
3. What would happen if Twelve got Eight pregnant?
4. Can you recall any fics about Nine?
5.Would Two and Six make a good couple?
6. Five/Nine or Five/Ten? Why?
5/10 Jason and Bianca:)
7. What would happen if Seven walked in on Two and Twelve "going at it"?
8. Is there any such thing as a One/Eight fluff?
eww...Gross No Yuck!
9. Suggest a title for Seven/Twelve hurt/comfort fic.
Couldn't think of anything
10. Do any of your friends read Three het?
11. Do any of your friends write or draw Eleven?
12. Would any of your friends write Two/Four/Five?
13. If you wrote a songfic about Eight, what song would you choose?
Grover?...I don't know
14. If you wrote a One/Six/Twelve fic, what would the warning be?
15. When was the last time you read a fic about Five?
A Month ago.. 'Cause I started reading 1 &2
16. (1) and (7) are in a happy relationship until (9) runs off with (7). (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).
Percy And Zoe.9 is Artemis and Zoe(ewww) Percy is Heartbroken,Percy had a one night stand with Silena (11) and a unhappy affair with Piper (12) wise advise from Bianca (5) then d=finds true love with THALIA (3)
Thalia: Do I ever cross your mind?
Thalia: Do you like me?
Thalia: Do you want me?
Thalia: Would you cry if I left?
Thalia: Would you live for me?
Thalia: Would you do anything for me?
Thalia: Choose--me or your life
Nico: My life
Thalia runs away in shock and pain and Nico runs after her and says...
The reason you never cross my mind is because you're always on my mind.
The reason why I don't like you is because I love you.
The reason I don't want you is because I need you.
The reason I wouldn't cry if you left is because I would die if you left.
The reason I wouldn't live for you is because I would die for you.
The reason why I'm not willing to do you anything for you is because I would do everything for you.
The reason I chose my life is because you ARE my life.
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I saw this on facebook and decided to put it on my profile
The boy texted his gf:Can you last 1 day withoout me?
the next day the girl texted him: Hey!I lasted I missed you!
The girl waited for a reply but nothing came, so he went to the boys house and saw the boy's coffin she cried and cried when she went to the coffin
she saw a letter placed on top it read: Hey babe!Did you last a day? I hope you did, I hope you survive everyday I love you and miss you!!
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-"She raised an eyebrow. "You got something to say to me, Seaweed Brain?"
You'd probably kick my butt."
You knowI'd kick your butt."
I 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 stay mortal."
Annabeth kept her eyes on the horizon. "Yeah?"
Then 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 sonot making this easy."
Then she laughed for real, and she put her hands around my neck. "I am never, ever going to make things easy for you, Seaweed Brain. Get used to it." - Annabeth
-"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.
Hey!" I protested." -
"Grover was sniffing the wind, looking nervous. He fished out his acorns and threw them into the sand, then played his pipes. They rearranged themselves in a pattern that made no sense to me, but Grover looked concerned. "That's us," he said. "Those five nuts right there." "Which one is me?" I asked. "The little deformed one," Zoe suggested."Oh, shut up." -
-"Hey, can I see that sword you were using?"
I showed him Riptide, and explained how it turned from a pen into a sword just by uncapping it.
"Cool! Does it ever run out of ink?"
"Um, well, I don't actually write with it."
"Are you really the son of Poseidon?"
"Well, yeah." "Can you surf really well, then?"
I looked at Grover, who was trying hard not to laugh.
"Jeez, Nico," I said. "I've never really tried."
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.)" -
Poseidon: Very well! It shall be as you say. But my son, pray this works. Percy: I am praying. I'm talking to you, right? Poseidon: Oh...yes. Good point. Amphitrite - incoming!"
See that girl you called fat? She is starving herself
See the boy you made fun of for wearing the same clothes everyday? His family is poor
See the boy that kid you laughed at and called a loner? He cuts himself.
See the 16 year old girl who you called a slut for walking with a 2 year old son? She was raped when she was younger
See that man who you made fun of for having one arm? He fought for our country
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A POEM I FOUND ON CHILD ABUSE! PLZ PASS IT ON!
My name is Tiffany
I am three,
My eyes are swollen
I cannot see,
I must be stupid
I must be bad,
What else could have made
My daddy so mad?
I wish I were better
I wish I weren’t ugly,
Then maybe my Mommy
Would still want to hug me.
I can’t do a wrong
I can’t speak at all
Or else im locked up
All day long.
When I'm awake I'm all alone
The house is dark
My folks aren’t home
When my Mommy does come home
I'll try and be nice,
So maybe ill just get
One whipping tonight.
I just heard a car
My daddy is back
From Charlie’s bar.
I hear him curse
My name is called
I press myself
Against the wall
I try to hide
From his evil eyes
I’m so afraid now
I’m starting to cry
He finds me weeping
Calls me ugly words,
He says its my fault
He suffers at work.
He slaps and hits me
And yells at me more,
I finally get free
And run to the door
He’s already locked it
And i start to bawl,
He takes me and throws me
Against the hard wall
I fall to the floor
With my bones nearly broken,
And my daddy continues
With more bad words spoken,
"I’m sorry!", I scream
But its now much to late
His face has been twisted
Into a unimaginable shape
The hurt and the pain
Again and again
O please God, have mercy!
O please let it end!
And he finally stops
And heads for the door
While i lay there motionless
Brawled on the floor
My name is tiffany
I am three,
Tonight my daddy
And you can help
Sickens me top the soul,
And if you read this
and don’t pass it on
I pray for your forgiveness
Because you would have to be
One heartless person
To not be effected
By this Poem
And because you are effected,
Do something about it!
So all i ask you to do
Is pass this on!
IF YOU ARE AGAINST CHILD ABUSE
On with it!
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.
Illiterates. Many kids believe some of the demigods are illiterates.
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.
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Facts of Life:
Contrary to popular belief, America is not a democracy, it is a Percabethtatorship.
There are no steroids in baseball. Just the power of Percabeth.
A picture is worth a thousand words. A Percabeth moment is worth 1 billion words.
When taking the SAT, write "Percabeth" for every answer. You will score over 8000.
Rick Riordan once worked as a weatherman for the San Diego evening news. Every night he would make the same forecast: Partly cloudy with a 100% chance of Percabeth.
If at first you don't succeed, you're not a Percabeth shipper.
He who lives by the sword, dies by the sword. He who lives by Percabeth never dies.
To be or not to be? That is the question. The answer? Percabeth.
All roads lead to Percabeth. And by the transitive property, total awesomeness.
President Roosevelt said, "We have nothing to fear but fear itself. And pairings that go against Percabeth."
In a fight between Batman and Darth Vader, the winner would be Percabeth.
There’s an order to the universe: space, time, Percabeth . . . just kidding. Percabeth is first.
There are two types of people in the world . . . people that suck, and Percabeth shippers.
Only Percabeth can prevent forest fires.
The pen is mightier than the sword, but only if the pen is held by a Percabeth shipper. (OR but only if the pen is riptide.)
Most people know that Descartes said, "I think, therefore I am." What most people don't know is that that quote continues, ". . . a Percabeth shipper."
He who laughs last, laughs best. He who laughs at Percabeth . . . dies.
People have often asked the United States, "What is your secret weapon against terrorists?" We simply reply . . . Percabeth.
The active ingredient in Red Bull is Percabeth juice.
Some people say that Percabeth is a myth. Those "some people" are now dead.
You are a...
CHILD OF ZEUS
You like being in charge.
CHILD OF POSEIDON
You feel at home in the water.
CHILD OF HADES
You’re not that much of a people person.
CHILD OF DEMETER
You own a garden.
CHILD OF ARES
You often start fights.
CHILD OF ATHENA
You have an insatiable thirst for knowledge.
CHILD OF APOLLO
You’re very creative and artistic.
HUNTER OF ARTEMIS
You dislike boys in general.
CHILD OF HEPHAESTUS
You have a way with tools.
CHILD OF APHRODITE
Every guy/girl swoons for you.
CHILD OF HERMES
You like pickpocketing your friends.
CHILD OF DIONYSUS
You’re the life of the party.
Living is for dummies:)
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Dear John, I see it all now that you're gone
The first time I saw you, I felt nothing except betrayed for what Luke did, but years passed, I realized my feelings for you, then I knew that i just had to have you,
I quit the hunters, we quickly bonded, the day you you asked my to be your girlfriend was the happiest time of my life, I said Yes of course, people nicknamed us
Thalico, We spent our time together we were unbreakable two, years passed we learned to trust each other, with my work, but I trusted you,you promised you wouldn't lie to me, you wouldn't do what Luke did, but you lied and cheated on me, I hated that, so I broke up with you and that was one of the biggest mistakes of my life, I'm sorry and I still love you:)
I still remember the look on your face
I do recall now the smell of the rain
But now, I'll go
I'd never thought we'd have our last kiss
I'd never thought we'd have our last kiss
I do remember the swing of your step
Because I love your handshake, meeting my father
And I'll go
I'd never thought we'd have our last kiss
So I'll watch your life in pictures like I used to watch you sleep
And I hope the sun shines and it's a beautiful day
So I'll go
I never thought we'd have our last kiss
Forever the name on my lips
Just like our last
I can feel her breath as she's sleeping next to me
If only I could be in that bed again
Does he watch your favorite movies?
Does he sing to all your music
14 months and 7 days ago
It shoulda been me inside that car
Does he watch your favorite movies?
Does he sing to all your music
I know, love
Will he love you like I loved you?
Can you promise me if this was right?
Can you do all these things?
STEAKS ARE HIGH, THE WATERS ROUGH BUT THIS LOVE IS OURS!!!
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