The time was finally here! Summer was over and you and Percy were back at Camp Hald-Blood.

You and Percy were watching camp members since you had been chosen to rate each cabins behavior everyday. Then, he saw that two of the campers were in a fight, causing Percy to ask you why. You ignored him, scribbling into your inspection scroll, giving both cabins a one out of five.

Percy found himself staring at you, which was stupid since he'd seen you a billion times. He had grown a lot taller than you over the summer which was a relief. Still, you seemed so much more mature. It was kind of intimidating, sure, you had always been cute, but now you are staring to be seriously beautiful.

Finally you said, "The flying chariot."

"What?" He asked, snapping out of his trance.

"You asked what they were fighting about."

"Oh. Oh, right."