This is basically my first fanfic, 'cause it's not a one-shot. I love Nico and all his glory, so I made up something. This is short, but... BE KIND!
Disclaimer: I don't own PJO. Do I look like I own that awesome series?No. Nope.

Yes, I'm In Love

Chapter One- Who's The New Girl's Daddy?

Percy's POV

I closed my eyes, and breathed out deeply. I, Percy Jackson, was in archery practice. Just to let you know, I SUCK at archery. And Annabeth was watching me, to make things worse. There's no better way to humiliate yourself than to do it IN FRONT OF YOUR GIRLFRIEND.

After missing ten targets, I gave up just as a girl approached me. She had kinda fringy black hair and dark, serious eyes. She was emo-ish; she had spray-painted her orange Camp Half-Blood T-shirt black and covered the words with white-out. She was new; I had never seen her before. She reminded me of someone I knew…

"Percy Jackson, savior of Olympus and the world. You suck at archery. Really, you do." The girl said.

Hmph. She didn't sound very emo. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Annabeth smirk.

"Who are you?" I demanded. The girl waved her hand in the air. "Oh, I'm just the new camper. Miri. Miri Agopian."

I blinked. "Okay. Who's your parent? Hecate? Eris?"

The girl glanced at me. "I don't know. I'm here for Annabeth; I have to ask her something."

At this, Annabeth jogged over. "Hello, Miri," she said, smiling. I guess they'd met before.

"Hi Annabeth!"Miri said. "I need to ask you about… you know."

Annabeth nodded, but I was really confused. "What?"

My girlfriend's grey eyes flickered, warning me. "Nothing, Percy. Now mind your own business."

As Annabeth and Miri walked away, I swear I heard Annabeth mutter, "Stupid Seaweed Brain."

What did I do wrong?

Miri's POV

I looked at Annabeth, her blond curls and all. I'm jealous of her already, because she has Percy. She's not alone, like I always am. Sure, I have plenty of friends. In fact, I'm already besties with Lena from the Apollo cabin, and I just got here yesterday. But I want someone—some guy—to … love. I know it sounds cheesy, but every girl wants that, you know? And I do, too.

"Annabeth?" I said hesitantly. She looked at me. Even though she's like, three years older than me, she didn't have to look down. I'm pretty tall.

"Yeah, Miri?"

"Um…" I bit my lip. I wanted to ask her about her relationship with Percy, but… for once I had no confidence. So I chickened out and said, "You really think my dad's Thanatos?"

Annabeth thought for a moment and said, "Well… maybe. You made an ant die by just looking at it once, right?"

"It was just an ant!" I rolled my eyes. "And since I felt bad about it, I prayed really hard that the ant would come back to life. It did, after that."

Annabeth's jaw dropped. "Why didn't you tell me that?!" she exclaimed.

"Tell you what? My love for animals?" I said, puzzled.

"No, the fact that you brought a creature back to life! Your dad could be—" Annabeth suddenly froze, eyes wide.

"What? What's wrong?" I asked her.

She raised her hand and pointed, finger trembling, at something above my head.

I quickly looked up.

There, the little insignia glowing, was the sign of the Helm of Terror—Hades' helm.

Nico's POV

I sat on my bed, alone, in the Hades cabin. Cabin 13. It's pretty nice, with black-sheeted beds, paintings of death on the wall, torch-lamps with black fire, and a few skeleton sculptures that may or may not be real. A few of my ghost servants stood in the corner, staring blankly ahead.

But Cabin 13 is still awfully lonely.

I ran my fingers across my black Stygian sword, which was sitting in my lap, and just…thought to myself. I was lonely.

Percy has Annabeth, Clarisse has Chris, Grover has Juniper, and even Silena and Beckendorf have each other, somewhere in the Elysium. Me? I'm not sure I'll ever have anyone. I had Bianca, but that was because she was my sister. Bianca's dead, anyway. I miss her more than anything in the world.

Just then, the door swung open. It was so sudden that I jumped and… accidently cut myself with my sword. Wincing and swearing, I threw the blade aside, grabbed a square of ambrosia, and glared at whoever had just entered my cabin.

It turned out to be Annabeth and a girl. My eyes widened when I saw the girl. She seemed dark and gloomy, and yet witty and sarcastic. She had layered black hair, with an emo fringe and a streak of… neon green, strangely. Her camp shirt had been totally redecorated. The girl stared at me, her big eyes burning into mine. She was… cute.

"This is Miri Agopian," Annabeth said, breaking the silence I hadn't even realized we were in.

"Oh, uh, hey." I stammered. "I'm Nico di Angelo, son of Hades."

Miri gave me a cocky grin. "Son of Hades, huh?" She pulled a pin-covered black backpack out of nowhere and dumped it onto one of the bunks. "Whassup, bro?"