Wisdom Vs. Beauty

Alex Gaskarth

A/N: Before you start reading, please read this quick author's note!

Okay, so I'm looking for a co-writer for this story, I know for a fact that I cannot keep up with every single P.O.V. by myself, since I'm pulling a Rick Riordan, except I'm not doing 4 chapter per P.O.V. So if you're interested in co-writing this story, please message me!

Oh, and the first 6 chapters are just introductions, ya know, to get the gist of who everyone is in the story. -※Caryn※

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Today I'm training with Percy, then we all play Capture The Flag. Percy was right in the movie, they take camp way too seriously. 

Anyway, when I was 12 years old and I first came to Camp Half-Blood 4 years ago, I was scared. I didn't know what I was doing, yet I had read every single book from the Percy Jackson & The Olympians series, and even seen the movie (which sucked, compared to the book. But hey, Sea of Monsters was worse when it came out last year). 

​You wanna know who I first trained with? Clarisse La Rue. Yes, Clarisse, daughter of Ares. Every time I thought of her, I wanted to rip my hair out. I've never liked her, even in the books!​​​​ And let me tell you something, Clarisse doesn't go easy on you, even if you're new, and especially if you're Athena's child.

​Now, you're probably thinking, "But Percy Jackson is a fictional character, Rick Riordan made those stories up!"​​​​

​I'm going to stop you right there. Rick only classified his Percy Jackson and Heroes of Olympus novels as a fantasy, but he never once said that he made it all up. Everyone lies, ya know!?

​I know Rick, actually. When I got here, it was about a month before Piper, Leo, & Jason did. Percy was still missing, and Annabeth was still hectic about losing her boyfriend. I would talk to Rick a lot when he was on break or had writer's block and I wasn't training. He was a cool guy to talk to:

​It was my first day, and a blonde girl with California wavy hair was showing me around the camp.

​"By the way," the girl with long, wavy blonde hair said, turning around to face me and forcing me to stop walking. "My name is Annabeth Chase." She held out her hand, and my eyes widened. I couldn't believe that I didn't recognize her sooner, "What's your name?"

​I held out my hand and held hers shakily, and shook her hand. "Alex Gaskarth." I replied shyly.

​Annabeth must have noticed that I was nervous and scared, 'cause she rested her hand on my shoulder and knelt down a little to reach my height, "You don't have to be shy around me," she said with a smile. "For all I know, you could be my half-brother. No one here is going to hurt you unless it's during training. But we wear armor, so it's fifty percent likely you'll get hurt and fifty percent unlikely that you won't get hurt. I know you're scared, kid, but you're here with kids who are just like you. Maybe they don't have your personality or looks, the same godly parent, or the same interests as you, but we're all demigods. We all try to make you feel as welcome as possible." I stopped shaking and looked at Annabeth in her eyes, she looked like she ​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​was being honest and sincere, and that made me feel less self-conscious. I thought Annabeth would've intimidated me, but I was wrong. Wrong, wrong, wrong. She made me feel safe, not nervous. I shot her a small smile and she shot one back at me, rubbing my arm gently and standing up again. She sounded extremely calm for someone who was trying to find her boyfriend. But she was probably hiding all of that in for me.

​As Annabeth & I were ​​​​walking, I noticed a man sitting on a bench with a writing utensil in his hand and a bunch of paper. He wasn't standing, so I couldn't tell how tall he was, he probably at least 6'0", though. He had short, dark grey and light grey hair.