Act Two, Scene Three

A/N: I have to give credit to Life'sAMystiRhi for writing "Mine for The Taking". That was the story that gave me the inspiration for this story. The Mine for the Taking story is about Annabeth being a ballirena and Percy getting an intership at her studio. Over time, they form a relation ship that Percy has to keep as simple as possible as he is dating Rachel. Go check it out! It's awesome. This is the story of how my own OC, Allie, got to Camp Half-blood and her story. So, yeah.

Friday, July 29, 2011,

All I had was a suitcase full of clothes, a wal-mart sack of shoes, and my small but full dance bag. The night was cold and stormy. My straight, honey-blonde hair was put in a low pony tail and clipped to the back of my head because the the rain would wet it and make it wavy. If it was down it would fall just past my sholders. My eyes were a desprate shade of gray as I had just finished a battle with a monster, an empusa, I think. Typical. Every time I text my Dad, I get attacked. I stood at the base of the hill Caleb, the satyr that watched me and made sure I was a demi-god and wich kind I was, described to me. At the very top of the hill was a pine so tall, I thought it would easily get struck by lightning. But it didn't, suprisingly enuogh. Something to my right made the bushes shake and I didn't want to stay long enough to find out what it was. So I thought "It's now or never again." So I re-shouldered my dance bag, put the wal-mart sack further up my arm, put the pull-out handle to my suitcase back in, grabbed it's handle and ran for my life.