I didn’t answer, but, please – nothing is obvious with boys. For such simple creatures, they are quite baffling.
Maybe if he did really well they’d give him some mouldy apples.
If I’m going to burn, it might as well be bright.
Percy tried to remember. He really did. For some reason, Annabeth and he had visited a spa and decided to destroy it. He couldn’t imagine why. Maybe they hadn’t like the deep-tissue massage? Maybe they’d gotten bad manicures?
Annabeth’s face, her blond hair and gray eyes, the way she laughed, threw her arms around him, and gave him a kiss whenever he did something stupid. She must have kissed me a lot, Percy thought.
Wisdom’s daughter walks alone, The mark of Athena burns through Rome.
Life is only precious because it ends, kid. Take it from a god. You mortals don’t know how lucky you are.
Despicable creatures, vultures: without a doubt the most disgusting birds ever. I suppose they served their purpose, but did they have to be so greasy and ugly? Couldn’t we have cute fuzzy rabbits that cleaned up roadkill instead?
Think positive girl, or the world ends.
And if I was humming “Happy Birthday” and smiling stupidly as I fled for my life – well, that was nobody’s business, was it?
I wanted to keep things as normal as possible for the trainees, so I led my usual morning class. I called it Magic Problem-Solving 101. The trainees called it Whatever Works.
So for Magic Problem-Solving 101, we headed to the training room and blew stuff up.
My only thought was to keep him away from Annabeth.
The world may need fixing, but it’s worth preserving.
Eat bitter, taste sweet.
Silena appeared out of the woods, her sword drawn. Her Aphrodite armour was pink and red, colour coordinated to match her clothes and makeup. She looked like Guerilla Warfare Barbie.
Travis: The Aphrodite kids were ripping each other’s clothes and throwing lipstick and jewellery. It was like a rabid herd of wild Bratz.
Travis: I didn’t know they made permanent makeup. I looked like a clown for a month. Connor: Yeah. They put a curse on me so that no matter what I wore, my clothes were two sizes too small and I felt like a geek. Travis: You are a geek.
What’s the best part of being in Hermes cabin? Connor: You are never lonely. I mean seriously, new kids are always coming in. So you always have someone to talk to. Travis: Or prank. Connor: Or pickpocket. One big happy family.
Grover: It’s a very sweet love story. I get misty-eyed every time I play it. So does Percy, but I think that’s because he’s laughing at me.