Clipboard

Chapter 1

Annabeth:

Every morning I wake up and the first thing I think about it is Percy' s eyes. Percy Jackson is my best friend of five years and I've been hopelessly in love with him for three. Even after all this time with me constantly dropping hints he still doesn't know about my utter infatuation with him. When I walk into sword practice and see him fighting shirtless I practically trip over my own two feet and land in a little puddle of drool and Annabeth mush. Sometimes he catches me staring at him and questions me about it usually with some cocky statement about his good looks. I stutter and blush, lying that he has a piece of seaweed on his face from his brain. He is agreeabley the most gorgeous guy at camp. All of the Aphrodite cabin talks about his eyes, muscles, and equipment like a socially awkward person talks about the weather, which is to say, a lot.

So today, as I was getting dressed and thinking about Percy, I remembered I had cabin inspection duty and was supposed to report to the office to get the official clipboard. Most people hate this job because sometimes you have to bust your friends if they have a messy room. For me, that's the best part, it makes me feel devious to wield the power to force Percy or Grover or Thalia to do dish duty. When I'm alone, I sometimes grab the clipboard and pretend to write someone up tossing it around in a disapproving manner and making squinting faces into the mirror.

I head outside my cabin and grab the clipboard from Chiron promising to do the job justice. I inspect the Demeter cabin first and they passed, giving me a slice of watermelon on my way out. Next up, I head into the Aphrodite cabin where they tease me about Percy for a few minutes. Though they all find Percy attractive, they know better than to mess with another girl's true love.

After I finished looking over all of the other cabins, I nervously headed towards the Poseidon cabin, my heart beating rapidly. I arrived and taking a deep breath, raised my fist to knock. Suddenly, I heard muffled groans through the door. I drew out my dagger and readied myself to charge through the door when I realized if Percy was in trouble, bursting into the room might not be a wise decision.

I scrambled off the porch, heading to the window in the back of the cabin. It was hidden perfectly from view by two large hedges and the dense trees of the forest. I placed my feet on the porch rail and ducked underneath it landing in a silent crouch under the window. Inching along the wall, I could hear the moans getting louder and muffled words. I waited until I was perfectly centered and slowly lifted my eyes up to look through the glass of the window. I gasped and my eyes grew wide as I saw the cause of the mysterious noises...