When I wake up again, half the camp is standing over me.
"You did it, Percy! You killed Gaea and Kronos!" Annabeth says.
"Congratulations Mr. Jackson," Chiron adds, "you are a true hero."
"Thank you," I reply. "I'm not accepting autographs though."
The demigods begin to cheer, yelling "Percy! Percy! Percy!" as they run through camp. I summon a big wave and ride it, waving (pun intended) at my fellow campers. Though of course, none of them are as awesome as me.
Girls chase after the wave, cheering and swooning and just generally loving me. However, I look straight at Annabeth and blow her a kiss. She doesn't swoon, but she blushes.
As I ride the wave through camp, more and more campers join the parade of people chasing me. Chiron eventually shoos everyone back to their respective cabins.
I jump off the wave and saunter over to Mr. D. "So, how do you like my evil person slaying skills?"
"Perry Johansson, the thought that I would be impressed by you is ridiculous," he says.
"Nah, I think you're impressed," I fire back, "because, you know, I'm so awesome."
He just looks at me. "Whatever you say, Peeta Jacobson."
I walk away. I know I'm awesome.
And, I mean, I told you so.

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Second book done! It only took like a year. Or something.
I think I killed all my brain cells trying to write this.
Seriously.
I'm so sorry Percy. And everyone reading this.
3 more books, everybody!
~swim_read_repeat~