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Lauren's POV
"Explain then."

"Uh, this is my ship." The redhead stood a little taller.

I already disliked her. We were too similar. "This isn't your ship." I spat. Truthfully I had no idea if it was her ship her or not. She could be a friend of Percy for all I knew. But from the look she gave me when she fell out of the closet, I had a feeling she wasn't.

"Who are you you and why are you here." It was a demand, not a question. I straightened up a bit, trying to match her hight. Unfortunately, I had always been short at 5"2. 

She smirked, looking amused. "Serena." She spit on her palm and held her hand out to me. When i didn't shake it, she continued. "I need a ride to America." She had an accent I couldn't place.

"Fortunately or unfortunately for you, I don't own this bloody ship either. So you're out of luck," I said, a surprising anger bubbling in my chest.

"Or in luck," Serena muttered as Annabeth strode towards us. "Oi! Blondie! You own this ship?"

Annabeth considered us for a moment before answering. "Yes, I do. Who exactly are you?"

Serena mocked a bow and said in an over posh accent, "Serena of Italy. Pleased to make your acquaintance."

I rolled my eyes. "She's a stowaway."

Annabeth looks us over again before saying, " The ship left the harbor last night, and we can't just throw you into the ocean. Congratulations. You just got yourself a free ride. It's the last time so enjoy it."

She walked away, casting a confused/angry glance in Serena's direction. Serena turned to me smirked.

"Now that I'm riding first class, go be a dear and get me coke?"

Anger swelled in my chest. Who did this girl think she was? I just escaped my crappy life in England and now I had to deal with this bloody brat?

I felt a familiar prickly sensation in my hands, and my stomach felt twisted. Uh oh, I thought as everyone thing went black, the last thing I saw was Serena's terrified face.
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Annabeth's POV
"She's more powerful than I thought," Grover was saying as I walked into the lounge room. Percy was wearing jeans and a blue T-shirt. He looked amazing. When he saw me he gave me his signature troublemaker smile and said, "Hey Wise Girl."

All the anger that I had felt around Serena left me. "Seaweed Brain."

"We were just talking about Lauren. She's powerful, special."

"Yeah, about Lauren..." I told them about the stowaway, and how she had an aura of anger around her.

"Like Ares," Percy mused.

"You think she's a demigod?" I asked.

Grover sniffed the air. " I- I think I smell something... Yes. There's definitely another demigod on this ship. And if Percy's right, well Hecate and Ares don't get along well."

As if on cue we heard a scream.
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