The New Trojan War| A Percy Jackson Fanfiction

Chapter 1

In Cabin 3

With Percy

3rd Person PoV

Beep.. Beep.. Beep.. 

Percy groaned and rolled over and hit the snooze button on his alarm clock drawing a familiar giggle from somewhere above him. It's summer! He shouldn't have to wake up this early! He wouldn't have to if not for...

Wise Girl!

Percy's sea green/ocean blue eyes flew open and he shot up faster than you can say Pietro and tackled his Wise Girl to the bed and pecked her on the lips feeling a spark between the both of them.
"Trying to make me get up early?" Percy teased.

Annabeth only laughed. "Percy, it's 11 o'clock in the morning! You've been hitting snooze on that thing for 3 hours!" Percy paled drastically. "Shit! I'm gonna be late for teaching sword lessons!"

Percy raced for the door when a "WAIT!" stopped him in his tracks. Turning around Percy gave Annabeth a questioning look. She rolled her eyes at her Seaweed Brain. He could really be dense at times, even though he was far from stupid. "Clothes, Seaweed Brain. Clothes." Percy blushed and gave her a sheepish smile rubbing the back of his neck. "Yeah.. I'll just..."

Rolling her eyes, Annabeth tossed Percy some clothes which he caught and shot a grateful smile at Annabeth. "Thanks. Dunno what I'd do without my Wise Girl." She rolled her eyes but smiled refraining from correcting him on his grammar. Don't know, Seaweed Brain. Don't know.

Percy pulled off his shirt and flung it to the side revealing his defined six-pack -almost eight-pack- abs. Annabeth's breathing hitched. As much as she hated to admit it, the sight of Percy still got her breathless.

Percy gave her a look. Turn around, Wise Girl! I ain't ready for that yet! Annabeth rolled her eyes but turned around.

Percy shed his pajama pants and pulled on some of his old ripped faded jeans and pulled on a Camp T-shirt. He flexed momentarily then winced. He would have to buy new clothes sometime soon. 

His shirt he was wearing right now hugged his chest too tight and showed his abs from under his shirt (really.. what was the point of him wearing a shirt if it was just going to show what he was trying to cover up, anyway?). His jeans were somewhat tight and no doubt would show his muscular legs more than he liked. 

"Okay," Percy yelled, "I'm going to go and teach now!" Annabeth turned around and opened her mouth to wish him luck, but he was already out the door. Annabeth shook her head fondly and went back to Cabin 6 to finish her plans for Olympus.

(AN: Lmao that paragraph ended with 420 words xD)

Percy sprinted into the arena and to his relief nobody was there yet. He sighed and started moving the training automatons around. Normally, he made the other half-bloods spar with one another but Leo made some new training automatons and wanted to test them out.

Of course, there was a chance that they could explode, but that was the everyday life of a demigod.

"Hey Percy!" A chipper voice sounded out. Percy smiled and turned around and saw Laura, a daughter of Tyche with her big oversized hazel eyes rimmed with her glasses grinning. Laura was only 8, but she was such a sweetheart. She had some to camp around 3 years ago when her father and step-mother died in a fire, and was sent to the orphanage, only to discover her new adoptive parents were going to be Cyclopes. Woodrow, one of our satyrs, found her crying fending off a hellhound with a lead pipe.

Percy grinned as young demigods started filing into the arena. He loved his job.

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