Percy Jackson and The Olympians + Title Color Scheme

The next morning, Annabeth and I stood at the tops of Half-Blood Hill. We watched the buses and vans pull away, taking most of the campers back to the real world. A few old-timers would stay behind, and a few of the new comers, but I was heading back to Goode High School for my sophomore year—the first time in my life I’d ever done two years at the same school.



Only one can win.



I always wonder how many times Travis Willingham had to practice before he was able to rap the whole thing without dying of laughter.

i am so confused and so glad. i probably don’t need to reblog anything ever again what could possibly follow this

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