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I dodge his swipe. It barely misses me to my left. I squint my eyes. He's not half bad. I surge forward, aiming for the center of his breastplate. He sees my move and blocks it with his sword. A smile emerges across my lips.

"Not bad, Grace, I usually destroy you by now," I tease, peeling the helmet off my sweat covered head. All I see is black. I shake my head to get my hair away from my eyes. Annabeth is right, I do need a haircut.

"Not too shabby yourself Jackson." Jason smiles smugly, his blond, sweat covered hair twinkling in the sunlight.

"I'm never shabby, I always kick ass," I reply, smirking. If I know him, I know he will demand a rematch.

"Except for when you go against me," he retorts, raising an eyebrow and smiling back at me. I'm not gonna lie, that face made him look like a god. I respect my bro's beauty, and that is it.

"Oh whatever, you're not that great," I joke with a laugh. He rolls his eyes and drops his sword.

"Sure... I'm starved bro." Jason says, pulling his breastpiece off, his shirt riding up. For the first time, I noticed some blond hairs running down his midsection. Has that been there before? It must have. Why is it that I just noticed it now? I try to shake it off, but something is still bothering me.

"Yeah, let's go to lunch," I mumble. Why did I just notice something as simple as hair? He's looking at me like I have a second head. Actually, I'm sure he's seen something like that before. You get what I'm trying to say. The guy thinks I'm looney. I try to smile it off, but he knows me better.

"What's up?" he asks. I can't tell him. He'd think I went crazy. We can't have that. Maybe the sun's getting to me. Yes, it must be that. I should get a drink.

"Nothing I think the sun's getting to me," I lie, smiling uneasily. Jason raises an eyebrow.

"Sure it is." Jason chuckles, lightly punching me in the arm. "Now, let's go get lunch. I'm starved."

"Of course you are, fatty," I reply, tongue in cheek. He glares at me, still smiling.

"Coming from the guy who eats blue pizza," he retorts, smirking at me knowingly.

"What's wrong with blue pizza?" I whine.

"Never said there was anything wrong."

"Then why mention it?"

"Because it'll make you fat, making you the fatty." Jason says, smirking with victory.

"Whatever, let's just go get our food." I say, shooting him the dirtiest look I can muster. I get a hearty laugh in response. I try to act like I'm mad at Jason. It is not successful. I follow him to the Pavilion.

Once we arrive, I make my way to the Poseidon table and plop myself down. It gets kinda lonely sitting here alone. Occasionally, Jason would sit with me and force Nico to join. Jason calls it the "Big Three Club". Nico says it's stupid, but I think it's pretty sweet. It only happens every one in a while. After getting the usual blue pizza and offering my blue peas to the gods, I fall back on my table and stare off into space. It is extremely boring. Since Hazel's here for a visit, Annabeth is with her and Piper for a "girls day off", which translates into juicy gossip and other gross stuff in the Hades cabin. I could talk to Jason, but he's preoccupied with Nico.

I squint my eyes. Something about Nico talking to Jason bugs me. I just can't put my finger on it. I didn't like that situation at all. I get up and quickly make my way over to the Zeus table. Jason turns around and sees me.

"Hey Perce." Jason smiles. "The Big Three Club reunites!" That comment earned Jason a dirty look from Nico. I smile, a little top big. I only smile because I know it'll bug Nico.

"The best club ever!" I say enthusiatically. I then do the unthinkable. I grab Jason with one hand and Nico with the other and do a group hug. I have no idea what went through my head, but once I wrapped my arms around the two guys, I knew I was dead. Nico was wiggling and cursing like he was on fire. Oops. Looks like I'm gonna be seeing his dad sooner than I thought.

"Woah!" Jason laughs. "Someone's in a good mood."

"Release me Jackson." Nico spits. That tone in his voice is not very pleasant. I let go of them and Nico scurries off, scared of more touching. The displeasure in my stomach is replaced with guilt. Jason's giving me a strange look and Nico is giving me a death glare from far away. What gotten into me? I shake my head. It must be the sun. Yes, the sun. I need a nap.

"Hey bro I'm gonna go take a nap. I'm beat," I say. Jason smirks and calls me a wimp. I'm too freaked to come up with an intelligent reply. I run off to my cabin and lie down. Hopefully this nap fixes whatever has gotten into me.