Grover's POV:

As soon as I see Annabeth leave the pavilion with a blue cake in hand I smile. I know what was going to happen. Clarisse spots that too. I know that because she smiles, evilly.

"Okay Campers. The day is here, the day we have all been training for. Percabeth is going to kiss!" The whole camp lets out a big cheer. It is true, we have been training for this for a while. The Athena Cabin takes action.

"Cabins 1-6, spy left, cabins 7-10 take right, cabins 11, 12, satyrs and other creatures take the middle." We all nod, we know the drill.

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I huddle in the tree's smooshed against Juniper. "About time, didn't you think?" I whispered. She nodded and smiled. All of the sudden a huge chorus of squeals arose from the Aphrodite girls. I look up just in time to see Percy and Annabeth kissing. Kissing. My two best friends, together. A battle cry forces its way out of Clarisse's mouth and we all charge. We lift them up and bring them to the lake. Percy Jackson is blushing. BLUSHING!!!!! Annabeth is just laughing her head off. Not literally. We plunge them into the lake with great glee. But they don't surface for a long time.