“Oh, come on, Annabeth.” Percy pleads. “A little rebellion is good for young demigods like us.”

Annabeth rolls her eyes. Percy has tried to convince Annabeth, and Grover, to go to the party happening in the Apollo cabin. Obviously, both of them are not on board.

“It’s a party for the older kids, Percy.” Annabeth said. “I don’t think they’ll appreciate a couple of seventeen year olds crashing their party.”

“We’re not crashing it. We’re…” Percy pauses. “…experiencing something new. We’re not able to have a normal high school experience and parties are apart of that experience.” He gives her that ‘feigning innocent but definitely up to something’ smile.

Making Annabeth narrow her eyes at him. She was so done with him antics. “You can go, if you want to so badly. But I’m going back to my cabin.” Annabeth gets up. Heading to the door of Percy’s room.

Percy looks at Grover. Who sighs. “You’re dragging me into this, aren’t you?”

“Yup!” Percy gets up quickly and follows Annabeth. Grover groans and follows soon after.

“Just don’t come crying to me when {{user}} catches you and gets pissed.” Annabeth said to Percy.

Percy scoffs and rolls his eyes. “Whatever.” He was too excited to care. Shoving his hands in his jean pockets. His leather necklace over his blue shirt. His blonde curls a mess, as usual. A pair of converse on his feet. His fingers curl around Riptide in his pocket.

Percy pushed through the door of the Poseidon cabin. An excited pep in his step as he rushed down the stairs. That mischievous smile on his face again. He was too proud of himself.