Hello. So this is my first PJO fanfiction, and I hope you like it.

Disclaimer: I don't own Percy Jackson or Harvard.

Malcolm POV:

I lie quietly in my bed, hoping to catch a few more minutes of sleep before breakfast. I have know idea why Chiron thinks it is a good idea to wake up a bunch of kids at seven o'clock in the morning, but I do know that if I don't get up soon, my cabin is going to miss breakfast. Ever since Annabeth got Daedalus's laptop, she has been staying up even later than the rest of us, leaving it up to me to make sure the cabin gets up in the morning. Believe me, it isn't a fun job to have. I roll out of bed slowly and begin trying to wake up my siblings. I start with the easiest to wake, Emily. Emily is the youngest member of the Athena cabin at seven, and she is the happiest demi-god I've ever met. I walk quietly over to her bed and begin shaking her awake. She opens her grey eyes and wraps her tiny arms around my neck, a signal that means pick me up if you want to live. Though Emily is the smallest, she is also the bossiest member of my cabin, and that is saying something. Practically everyone at camp is wrapped around her finger, but she has my siblings and I spoiling her more than should be legal.

"Morning Bunny." I say, making her giggle quietly. I pick her up swiftly and walk her over to one of the dressers to help her pick out her outfit.

"What shall the princess be wearing today?" I ask opening her draw. Since it is apparently to early for Emily to talk, she points to the outfit she wants to wear and I pull it out for her.

"Go get dressed while I wake up our siblings." I say, pushing her lightly towards that bathroom on the other side of the cabin. After I watch her close the door to the bathroom, I turn and see which sibling I should wake up next.

Let's see I thought to myself If I wake up Rose now, then she might help me get everyone else up. Of course, she will also be angry with me for the rest of the week. Annabeth, I need to save for last, otherwise I will be stuck doing long division problems till four o'clock in the morning. Ethan and Jasper both sleep with a knife under their pillows, so their out of the question. That leaves… My eyes fall on Atty, my closest sibling in the cabin. She has no knife, no power, and she is pretty forgiving when it comes to me. I guess I found my target. I walk quietly over to her bed, trying not to wake Annabeth who sleeps right above her. I begin shaking Atty whispering her name quietly into her ear.

She rolls over in her bed, mumbling incoherently.

"Atty, time to get up! Wakey Wakey!"

"Mmm… Malcolm!" she whines, opening her eyes slowly

"Come on Atty, time to get up."

"No!" she whines grabbing her teddy bear and hitting me over the head with it.

"Athena Nicole White! Get out of bed!" I whisper yell, hoping the use of her full name will get her out of bed. She sits up abruptly, her unusual brown hair falling out of the bun she had put it in the night before. " Malcolm Charles White, I thought I made it clear that you were never to use my full name." Did I mention that Atty was my sister? Well she is, my twin to be exact.

"Sorry Atty, but you really need to get up!"

"Fine!" she groans, hoping lightly out of bed.

"Who do you want to wake up next?" She asks, pulling her Harvard sweatshirt over her head.

"I'll get the boys if you get the girls?" I ask hopefully. She raises an eyebrow at me, but walks over to Rose to wake her up.

I sigh in relief and go to wake up Jasper.

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Atty POV

"Atty! Where are my shoes?" asks Rose from beside her bed. I roll my eyes and set down the curler that I was using to try and tame my curly hair.

"Did you check under your bed?" I ask

"Yes, they aren't there!"

"Well why would I know where they are?"

"Because you borrowed them yesterday for capture the flag!"

"Check by the door." I say, picking up the curler and continuing to get ready for the day.
"Find them?" I ask, walking out of the bathroom.

"Yes, Thanks." Rose replies from her bed.

Jasper walks in and sits down next to me.

"Hmm…" he says playfully "It seems that there is some important day coming up. I can't think of what it is? Annabeth, do you remember?"

Annabeth giggles before replying "I don't know, is it Presidents day?"

"No." says Ethan, joining in on the game "Is it Valentine's Day?"

"No." says Jasper "The Aphrodite cabin isn't happy enough. Atty, do you know what important day might be coming up?" I roll my eyes and laugh.

"I'm guessing your thinking of my birthday?"

"Your birthday?" says Malcolm "don't you mean our birthday. Can't forget your older brother!"

"You are so not older than me!"

"I so am!"

"Malcolm, I am older than you."

"Atty, you are wrong."

"Guys, stop fighting!" says Annabeth; standing up to go to breakfast "We'll talk about this later." I sigh, but stand up to get in line for breakfast. I am second in line, because Malcolm and I are both second in command in our cabin, because we have been at camp since we were about 6. We are thirteen now, almost fourteen. Malcolm stands behind me, then Rose, then Jasper, then Ethan, who is holding Emily. Annabeth, being the cabin leader, is at the front of the line. After making sure everything is in order and we all have our books, we head to breakfast.

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Still Atty POV

As we walk into the pavilion for breakfast, I decide to start a debate with my lovely brother.

"Hey Malcolm?" I say in my most innocent voice.

"Yes?"

"You know how you say you are older than me?"

"Yes."

"Well, if we came out of Mom's head, then how do you know your older than me, what if I am older than you?"

"Atty had a point Malcolm, she could very easily be older than you" says Annabeth from beside me.

"What if you top were born at exactly the same time?" says Jasper

"That isn't possible Jazz!" says Rose

"How do you know? Have you ever seen Mom think us up?" he replies in the know-it-all tone we all posses.

"No, but I do know how to see which of the two of them is older!" Rose replies.

"How?" I ask, suddenly extremely interested in the conversation again.

"Simple, we ask Chiron. He has the records of every demi-god alive, I'm sure he can tell us who is older."

That was the day Atty figured out that Malcolm was in fact, older.

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