New story. This takes place in the summer of TLO, after the war is over. I'm planning on releasing this in four parts- The Assignment, A Work in Progress, The Finished Product, and The Reactions. I hope you enjoy.

Disclaimer: I own nothing.

It was approximately three o'clock in the afternoon when Annabeth barged in breathlessly to Percy's cabin, her sweaty bangs stuck to her forehead. Her boyfriend lay in a tangled heap on the bunk, a cacophony of snores issuing from his slobbery mouth.

"Percy!" Annabeth hissed. The boy didn't move. With an exasperated roll of the eyes, she snatched his pillow from underneath his head and promptly started thumping him with it.

"What'sgoingon..." Percy groaned, eyes opening groggily.

"I'm not going to let you ditch Ancient Greek class again," Annabeth snapped, folding her arms. "Trying to get out of it with an afternoon nap isn't going to work this time."

She tried her best to remain austere, but the comical expression on Percy's face caused her to crack. With a giggle, Annabeth pulled him up to his feet. "Hurry up, Seaweed Brain," she called over her shoulder as she exited the room. "And wipe the drool off your face before you leave the cabin!"

Miraculously enough, the two managed to slip into the classroom before the lesson commenced. Miss Lilac, their wood nymph teacher, stood up and beamed at the group of demigods that all slouched sluggishly in their seats. Somehow she decode the message that none of them wanted to be there.

"Good afternoon!" her piping voice rang throughout the small room. A collection of mumbled "good afternoon"s echoed back. "Today, I've got the most exciting lesson planned!" she assured them. The demigods highly doubted that. The class consisted of only campers who had visited more than three years, so they all were well informed on how boring ancient Greek lessons were.

Miss Lilac continued. "You all are fairly fluent in Ancient Greek now, so I'm assigning a project that I think you can handle competently!" Murmurs of shock and horror meandered across the room.

"A project?"

"You can't be serious."

"We're at summer camp, not summer school!"

Their teacher clasped her hands together in delight. "Oh wonderful, you're all so excited!"

Percy groaned. "She's finally lost it," he whispered to Annabeth, who gave him a sharp pencil poke. Chastised, he immediately turned back to the teacher.

"You are going to be creating a complete camp newspaper in Ancient Greek and are required to print enough copies for every camper. I'm arranging with Chiron the possibility of even delivering it to Mount Olympus!"

Percy buried his head in his hands. "We're doomed," he said, and this time Annabeth couldn't disagree with him.

Katie Gardner's hand shot up. "Please Miss Lilac, it's really unnecessary to have our parents read it!" she pleaded.

"Oh no," Lilac said, her voice still sugar sweet. "No one will take this assignment seriously if they don't. This camp elective has been treated as a joke for far too long. You don't realize how important it is to be fluent in the vernacular! I won't put up with nonsense any longer! You are going to write this newspaper, and you are going to do it right!"

A shrill squeak escaped her lips, and everyone stared at her in silent wonder. Never in all of their years at camp had they ever heard her utter an angry word, and certainly never a heated tirade.

"Glad to clear that up," Miss Lilac said, taking a deep breath. "Now who would like to write one of the articles? It would probably be nice to have a couple stories of different categories- maybe one for sports-,"

Chris Rodriguez's hand shot up. "I can take that one," he said quickly, and all the other boys groaned.

"Wonderful! And probably another one on Home and Architecture-,"

Annabeth flung her hand into the air, smacking Percy's face in the process.

"Don't worry Miss Chase, I already had you written down for that," Miss Lilac said with a small smile. "We'll need a few advertisements," she continued, "who would like to take those?"

The Stoll brothers nodded at each other from across the room and simultaneously raised their hands. "Good, good..." the nymph murmured, marking down the volunteers. "I'm going to need some with an artistic eye to obtain everyone else's articles and compile them into one piece. They will also have the privilege of naming the paper."

Drew Rosette from the Aphrodite cabin raised her hand, but Katie Gardner beat her to it. "Alright, Katie will be in charge of that," their teacher decided, and the Drew glared daggers at the daughter of Demeter.

"And I was going to include a letter to the editor segment, but technically you're all editors so I've changed it up a bit. You'll be writing a letter to a god of your choice, commending or criticizing them on something they've done. Within reason of course," she added quickly. Percy raised a half-hearted hand, figuring he could power out a measly paragraph in thirty minutes and be done.

"Alright, that leaves on the obituary!" Miss Lilac said turning to Clarisse.

"What's an obituary?"

"An account on the life of someone recently deceased. In this case, you'll be writing about one of the halfbloods who died in the war."

Clarisse didn't even try to hide her scowl.

"Excuse me, Miss Lilac," Drew called out from the back of the room. "But it seems that you've forgotten about me and McKenna."

"Oh my! So sorry, you two! I suppose you can write obituaries like Clarisse."

"I had another idea, actually," Drew said innocently enough, but the other demigods could detect the layers of charmspeak in her voice. "How about Kenna and I write the gossip column?"

"Well...I suppose...isn't that for magazines though?"

"Oh no, Miss Lilac, newspapers can have them as well."

"Then it's fine with me," their teacher said in a daze, scribbling down their names. "I suppose that's everyone. Come up here and get your assignment sheets, then we'll begin!" With reluctance, the campers clambered to their feet and made their way to the front desk.

If only Miss Lilac knew what she was getting her pupils into! The demigods' crazy summer was about to get crazier.

Kind of a short first chapter, don't worry, it's only going to get better from here. Review, pretty please!