I Don’t Define Myself By The Boys

Is It Fair Your Life Burns So Short And Bright? Death Had Asked. "no Such Thing As Fair," Frank Told Himself. "if I'm Going To Burn, It Might As Well Be Bright.

You..." The Centaur's Eyes Flared Like A Cornered Animal's. "you Should Be Dead.

Percy, Meet Gladiola. Gladiola, Percy." I Stared At Annabeth, Figuring She'd Crack Up At This Practical Joke They Were Playing On Me, But She Looked Deadly Serious. "i'm Not Saying Hello To A Pink Poodle," I Said. "forget It." "percy," Annabeth Said. "i Said Hello To The Poodle. You Say Hello To The Poodle." The Poodle Growled. "i Said Hello To The Poodle.

It Seemed Weird Calling A Teenager 'sir' But I'd Learned To Be Careful With Immortals. They Tended To Get Offended Easily. Then, They Blew Stuff Up.

Let's Boogie,' He (leo) Said. 'before I Come To My Senses