I feel horrible. I haven't updated in five days and I'm so frigging sorry, was just really busy and AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH I'm so sorry!!!!!!!!

Annabeth's pov:

Hazel, Jason and Frank were leaving today, a few days after I had finally became friends with all three. It was funny, how the three people I wouldn't speak to, were the only ones that actually belonged in this camp, and not Camp Jupiter.

Hazel gave me another hug, "We'll be back in no time. Don't miss me too much, alright?"

I hugged her back. "How could I not?"

I turned towards Jason and Frank, they were smiling at us two and I couldn't help but smile back. "I'll miss you two, alright?" As I pulled them into a hug.

"We know." Frank said, Jason nodding in reply.

They all waved at me as they left, leaving me to sigh and put my hands on my face. I had made no attempt to talk to Piper, Percy or Leo. I was terrified to talk to Leo, thinking that I'd break down in front of him and embarrass myself.

I had known this day was coming, and although Chiron tried to postpone it, I still had to actually do it. Today would be the day I moved to Athena's cabin, making me the head counsellor. I had refused at first, but Chiron constantly insisting that I would be able to do it changed my mind, and I wasn't really nervous anymore.

. . .

"So," Will opened the door for me and I entered, making a face at the slight mess on one of the top bunks. "Whose bed is that?" I asked.

Will laughed. "It's yours actually."

"Naturally," I muttered, causing him to laugh some more. He gave me my belongings, and pointed at the papers strewn across the bed.

"No one really wanted to clean your bed, they thought if they did," he sighed. "They thought of it, as a bad omen since you had so much important stuff there."

I analysed a piece of paper, noticing inches and yards were strewn across the page, in fact, it was of a large unfinished building.

"You used to love ar-  "

"Architecture," I finished for him, as I grabbed more pieces and looked through them. Every single thing was appealing to me, and I knew that there were still improvements needed to be made.

"Well then," he said. "I've got to go, see you around then?"

I nodded, too drawn to the papers that I didn't even speak back. He closed the doors, and I carried on looking. My whole bed was a bundle of papers, and I wondered how I could sleep there.

You barely slept at all, my subconscious said, and I tilted my head in confusion. How did I know that?

I carried on delving through the papers, since this was the Athena cabin, there were a stash of supplies in the massive closet, and they were filled with stationary. I smiled triumphantly and grabbed a pencil, writing out the lengths.

This was seriously fun, like something I'd do in my spare time, yet it was also stressing too. I had spent the last two hours modifying my buildings and I chewed the ends of my hair nervously. Some parts of the building were too simple compared to the others, yet when I added something to it, it looked too much. When I took that bit off, it looked too little. Go figure.

My part of the bunk looked wholesome, and I liked it that way, though it did feel a bit off to me. The pictures, I thought excitedly. The pictures on the wall, I need to get them.

Listening to my thoughts, I got up and went over to the infirmary, picking up all the picture frames carefully, and I practically ran to my assigned cabin, sometimes cursing since the pictures on the far right were dangerously close to falling.

I framed them up, smiling to myself as it was done. There weren't too many, and I loved them all. To be honest, it felt nostalgic and I really hated that feeling. Good or bad.

A teenager came in, nearly making me fall of the bed as I was near the edge.

"Annabeth?" He said, he had grey eyes and blonde hair just like me.

"Oh, right." I smiled nervously. "I'm staying here from now on."

I expected him to leave and protest to Chiron, or order me to go, but his outcome was completely opossite to what I thought.

"Annabeth's back!" The boy smiled uncontrollably. He raised his fist in the air. "That's amazing!"

"I'm Malcolm by the way," he said, once he was done with his celebration.

I smiled. "Do you want to go catch up?" I asked. "I have a nagging feeling I used to know you."

Malcolm smiled even bigger than before, which I didn't know was possible. "Of course I would!"

I got down from the bunk, Malcolm close by. We both went out from the cabin, and started walking in unison.

"What did I used to do back in the cabin?" I asked.

"You were the head counsellor," Malcolm said. "Me being second-
in-command, I took over your place." He shrugged. "Though now that you're back, you're on your old position."

"It's so weird." I didn't mean to say that out loud.

"What?"

"It's so weird that when everyone speaks to me, they either say before I was stabbed, or that I'm back." I shook my head. "I don't remember being stabbed, I don't remember being here and -"

"Annabeth." He paused, his voice soft. "You are the most smartest demigod I have ever seen, I know that by the end of this summer you'll have no questions left for people to answer."

"You think I'll find a way to remember?"

"I know you will." Our moment was ruined when Malcolm tripped on a misplaced rock, causing him to fall.

I put my hand over my mouth to try and stifle the laughs, but I just let it out, Malcolm scowling in return. He got up muttering Greek curses, kicking the rock bitterly.

"Stupid rock," he muttered as it skidded to the floor, making a stop a couple of yards away from us.

. . .

It was time for my 'memory loss' to be brought up, and honestly? I was terrified, completely and utterly terrified. Sure, I didn't really show it- I had a great poker face, but the fear that I had once grown to ignore was snaking its way into my system, giving me a massive case of the nerves.

For instance, how would Percy, Piper and Leo take it? I hadn't spoken to them at all since Hazel, Jason and Frank's departure, and I wasn't expecting any more light talks, the air was awkward enough already. I was still confused as to where Thalia was, and my mind couldn't help but think pessimistic thoughts.

Did Thalia die? I would think about that for days on end, and the thought of that alone was horrible. Noticing that most people from my past were here in Camp Half Blood, Thalia's disappearance was getting on my nerves. I was too scared to ask someone here where Thalia was, thinking that if I did, they'd go all miserable and I'd fear the worst.

Maybe she went to Camp Jupiter? I definitely knew that wasn't the case because Jason would've said something, and if he didn't, I was sure that Hazel- or maybe even Frank, would tell me.

I checked the time, cursing silently as I realised I was late for crafts. I particularly enjoyed the subject seeing as I was kind of good at it. The needle pricked my finger as I tried to do the zigzag switch really fast, but alternating back and forth had made me move my hands slower, and I pricked it harshly with the needle.

I winced as I brushed off the blood from my finger, trying to finish off this piece. Gods, it was seriously hard, but it was worth it.

"You still working on that?" Malcolm asked me.

I nodded. "Something feels off about it, though."

Malcolm went back a few steps, analysing the image. "You're right," he said. "I just don't know what."

I sighed. "Neither do I." Putting my stationary away, I turned back to my half brother. "Let's go, our class ended twenty minutes ago."

Malcolm shrugged. "Sure."

. . .

After dinner was when the announcement would take place. The one that could evidently, change my life- for better or for worse.

"What's wrong?" Malcolm asked, I was sitting dejectedly on a random bench, trying to think things through.

"Nothing." I lied.

"Really?" Malcolm raised one of his eyebrows. "Because it seems like something's on your mind."

I sighed. "It's nothing really, just that maybe -"

"You don't want anyone to know, do ya?" He sat next to me, concern etched on his face.

I laid my head down on the sides of the bench. "Exactly."

"Then don't." He said it so simply l, it caught me by suprise.

I sat up then, giving a shocked expression. "What?"

"Chiron will be more than happy to postpone it," he said. "It's not like it's a quest or -" I got up from the bench, trying to find Chiron.

"Where are you going?" He called, following me.

"Going to find Chiron." I replied in a duh tone.

He chuckled. "Well, I'll be off to help some first campers." He was already walking away when he called out once more. "Tell me what happened at dinner!" He called.

"I will!" I quickly yelled as I accidently startled a new camper, she was from the Nike cabin. Suprisingly, she was wearing an Adidas tracksuit, and I tilted my head to the side as if saying really?

She rolled her eyes, crossing her arms in the process. "I didn't have anything else to wear!" She called out ad I moved past her, walking towards the Big House.

I laughed it off, practically jogging to the building. Chiron was listening to some Frank Sinatra, slightly humming to Fly me to the moon.

I started walking at a normal pace now, not wanting to startle him as he calmly sat there. "Chiron?" I asked, he turned towards me, giving a half nod.

"Could I ask you something?"

"You already did." He chuckled lightly at his joke, sending me to smile too.

"Could you not tell everyone about me?" I asked vaguely, not wanting to say 'memory loss' as I hated those two words.

"May I ask why?"

"I don't want everyone to think." I paused slightly, trying to find the right words. "That I'm a special case. I don't want to be treated differently."

Chiron thought for a while, the music still flowing across the winds, giving off a tranquil atmosphere.

"Alright." He said.

"Please, I just don't want anyone to think that -wait." I paused. "You'll postpone it?"

He shrugged slightly. "If that's what you want."

I stood up smiling. "Thank you, Chiron."

He nodded, going back to his music and humming along quietly.

. . .

"He postponed it!" I said to Malcolm.

Malcolm's eyes widened. "Wow, I did not think he would agree."

I shrugged. "Neither did I."

I played with the soggy cereal, I only liked the crunchy ones really, the sound it made was really satisfying.
We were at dinner, and for the first time at camp, I had actually eaten a full meal at the dining pavilion.

"Now," I said smiling. "Did anything happen when I was gone?"

Malcolm let out a breath, shaking his head. "A first year puked on me."

"What?" My spoon fell into the bowl, some of the milk splashing onto the table.

"Yep." He let out a shudder. "We were at the lava wall, and I showed him how to do it."

"So he puked?" I asked in a uncertain tone.

"No," Malcolm carried on. "He tried doing it, and he twisted the harness so much that when he let go." Malcolm waved his hands randomly. "He spun around everywhere."

"So how did he puke on you?" I pointed at him with my spoon. "He was on the lava wall, you were on the ground."

"I helped him off and he didn't have enough time to run." He pointed at his new shirt shakily. "He used my clothes as a bucket."

"No."

Malcolm's eyes widened again. "Yes."

"So that's why you had to wear a new shirt?" I asked.

Malcolm nodded, his face still in a grimace. "Threw the other one in the trash. When I'm older I don't want to have memories of vomit on the shirt I'm wearing."

"If you even live that long."

"Hey!"

. . .

An event was apparently going to happen today, and I was definitely not ready for it. It was probably something like Capture the Flag, and I loved that game- even if it did ensure cramps and pains on every single joint, it was still pretty fun.

"Hey campers!" Piper's voice filled the pavilion, gaining attention from us. "As you know, we're doing a special event today, and this will all be in partners."

I shrugged, partners were okay. The campers started cheering and calling for their friends.

"Assigned campers." The whole camp groaned, me included. "Today at the campfire, Chiron will announce who your partner will be, and you will be sticking with them till the event finishes."

Piper sat back down, and the camp started bustling, people arguing, some praying, but most of all were trying to eat.

"You think we're going to be partners?" Malcolm asked hopefully.

I shrugged, a frown on my face. "I doubt it, I have the worst luck."

Chiron was busy arguing with some Ares kids, who were saying that if their partner 'mysteriously got injured' then they could pick their own. Chiron, however, was having none of it, shaking his head and telling them to sit back down.

I smiled to myself, wondering how stupid they could get.

"What're you smiling about?" He asked.

"Look." I pointed at Chiron,and Malcolm laughed.

"They always ask that." Malcolm shook his head, laughing it off.

"Do you even know what this is about?" I asked Malcolm.

He shrugged. "Piper's the head counsellor of the Aphrodite cabin, so it might have something to do with their cabin." He paused. "But it's an event, and they're not that good at that kind of stuff so . . . "

I scrunched my nose. "Could you not participate?"

Malcolm sighed. "Of course you have to."

I groaned. "Of course I have to."

. . .

I plopped down on the ground, not even bothering to sit on the chair next to me. I was exhausted, sweaty and I wasn't even half done.

I still had to clean the cabin with the others, also had to go pick up the strawberries and do that all in thirty minutes. The Gods wanted to kill me today.

The sun was having fun tormenting me, today had to be the most hottest day of the summer, and it didn't help that there was no AC here. I blew a hair strand off of my face, my stomach cramping at the effort. I didn't even know what was worse, the sun's heat or what I was wearing to cope with it.

I looked down at my supposed outfit, scrunching my nose as I realised some parts of it were damp from sweat. Ugh. I thought. I smell worse than - I sighed as I couldn't think of a suitable simile. Wow, I thought again. I'm thinking about school in the summer.

The sound of a loud cry brought me back to reality, and I turned towards it, wincing a little as I realised I managed to get whiplash. The cries didn't stop, and I walked over to it, too tired to run.

They were coming from a shed, and I slowly crept behind the shed, the cries getting louder and louder each step. They deafened my ears, and I held on to them tightly as I walked in.

"Hello?" I cried. "What's with all the noise?!"

The cries stopped, and a hand clasped my shoulder. I yelped, turning towards the figure, ready to beat the crap out of it.

Laughter soon replaced the cries, and I tilted my head to the side in confusion.

"You practically screamed!" Connor said in between laughs, and I scowled in return.

"That was not funny." I insisted, starting to walk away.

"It sure was!" Travis cried, Connor started to roll on the floor in laughter.

I smiled at that, for I remembered that I had stepped on horse dung on the floor right there, and he was laying down on it.

5 . . 4 . . 3 . . 2 . .

Connor screamed, and I turned to see him looking at his shirt that was now covered in dung.

. . .

"The partners for this event . . ."

Piper called out the partners, and I drowned out the noise, only waiting for my name.

Please don't be Percy. Please don't be Percy. Please don't be Percy. Please don't be Perc-

"Annabeth and Leo!"

Crap.

I haven't edited this since I was in a hurry, so there will be some errors sorry.

And five days without an update?!?!?! Crap, you guys must be mad- don't worry my daily updates will stay it's just these last few days were an exception.

Let's just forgive and forget . . . XD