Dangerous

Technical stuff:

Disclaimer: I do not own PJATO or any characters beside my OCs, I also don't own cocaine, pixie sticks, kraft, redbull, walgreens, Wal-Mart, or an electric scooter for that matter

Warnings: bad words, violence maybe, drug abuse,

Rating: T, because I can

Listening to: Never Again by Nickelback

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I sat at the Hermes table for lunch and pushed my food around on my plate. Connor sat on my right, Travis on my left.

"Oh gods please kill me now." I muttered as another food fight broke out at the table.

"Don't tempt me." Mr. D said loudly in my direction. The Stolls both laughed. Chiron beat his hooves on the marble and the campers turned to him.

"I have an annoucement!" He said, gaining the attention of every living body in the whole dining pavilion.

"Then make it!" I shouted. He glared at me, but some people snickered.

"The gods have descided..." He said slowly, as if chosing his words carefully. "They will come and spend a week at camp with us. They will stay in their cabin with their childeren. Everything will go on as normal."

I cursed.

"When will they get here?" Someone that was not me asked.

Chiron looked at the sky.

"Now." He said. Then the sun brightened and I closed my eyes. When I opened them, a bright red sports car was sitting on the grass next to the dining pavilion. A man with blonde hair wearing RayBands sat behind the wheel, there's no way around knowing it's Apollo. In the passenger seat was a guy with brown hair, familar upturned eyebrows, and a familar mischieves smile, Hermes of course. In the back seat was a man with a handsome face, yet, very disturbing look to him that could only be Ares.

"Hello!" Apollo said opening his door and getting out. I blinked, was he looking directly at me? I slid down in my seat.

Oh! I guess I should tell you who I am! I'm Natasha Stone. Nash if you will. I'm sixteen.

Hermes got out, as did Ares and they all stood there whispering amongst themselves. I bent my head continued to push my food around.

"Nash? Are they looking at you?" Connor whispered in my ear.

"So it's not just me who thinks that?" I asked looking up at him slowly. He smiled and rolled his eyes. I giggled and he burst into laughter. Everyone looked at him but I laughed with him.

Travis nudged me and gave me a WTF look.

I giggled again and Connor put his head on the table. I put a hand over my face and tried to stop.

"Dead puppies dead puppies." I whispered, but only made myself laugh more.

"Your heartless." Connor laughed more.

"Dead Connors dead Connors." I muttered. He stopped laughing and glared at me. I stopped. "What? It worked."

"She has a point." Travis whispered. Then there was another flash and there was a very beautiful woman leaning against Ares.

"Aphrodite." The Stolls whispered, their eyes glazing over. I can't say I didn't enjoy slapping them back into sanity, because I did.

Over the next few minutes, the rest of the gods and goddesses arrived, some less spectacular than others (*cough* Demeter and Hera *cough*).

"I think their still watching you." Connor whispered in my ear later at the camp fire. I did a dramatic tuck and roll and landed behind Travis. "Nice!" Connor called.

"That was pretty cool." Travis agreed laughing.

"Thank you, thank you." I did a swooping bow. I stood and flipped my blonde hair. They both laughed.

"Gods Nash. Stop it. People are staring!" Connor whispered loudly, where everyone could hear.

"Wasn't that what started it?" Travis asked. I giggled.

"Chill." I shoved Connor. "Smile a little people. It's good for you." I said loudly, then frowned and shook my head. "My brain itches." I complained.

"Alright!" Connor said standing. "Who gave Nash sugar? Hmm?" Travis laughed.

"Sorry Connor, I couldn't resist!" Will Solace shouted from the other side.

"If you snort pixie sticks it'll color your snot." I giggled.

"Do you see what you've done!" Connor shrieked. "We have to put up with this," He waved his hand at me and I waved, "until she crashes!"

"Cocaine is to expensive." I whispered to Travis.

"I know right." He muttered.

"Crabs scare me."

"Me to." Percy Jackson whispered. Everyone looked at him like he was crazy.

"I fell off and electric scooter in walgreens once."

"When did you go to walgreens?" Travis asked, confused.

"The last coke run." I told him.

"That's were you went?" Connor asked. "I thought you went to raid the candy store."

"I did that on the way." I said, suddenly feeling very sober. "Kraft should make cocaine. Cheese flavored."

"Not that again." Chris Hernandez muttered.

"Yes that again." I countered.

"Are you tired yet?" Travis asked.

"Actually yes." Then everything went black.

...

"Is she dead?"

"I don't think so."

"Oh please be dead."

"Shut up."

"Make me."

"You wanna go?"

"Yeah let's go!"

"To Wal-Mart!"

I opened my eyes and sat up to find I was in my bed in the Hermes cabin. Connor, Travis, and several other people were standing around me.

"Red Bull doesn't give you wings." I muttered. "Trust me on this one guys."

"Oh thank gods she's alive." Travis muttered running a hand through his hair.

"Why wouldn't I be alive?" I asked.

"You accidently spiked your own drink." Connor told me.

"NO! My stash is gone?" I asked reaching under the bed and pulling out a box.

"I'm so sorry." Connor said as I began to cry. An empty bag of sugar lay in my lap, and empty pixie stick tubes lay on the other side of the room where I had thrown them.

"He was so young!" My sobbs turned into giggles as I realized what I was doing.

"Come on, breakfast is in five minutes."

"Let me die!" I threw myself onto my pillows dramaticlly.

"Get up." A strong voice said from across the room. Connor and Travis both stiffened and glanced at each other.

"Crap." Travis whispered, running from the cabin. Connor and looked around, then shrieked and ran to. My eye twitched.

"Okay. Who just told me what to do?" I rolled from my bed and landed dantily on the floor.

"I did." The only man-man in the room said. I looked away, he was looking right at me.

I coughed awkwardly.

"Well then... uh, I'll just be going back to bed now then." I laid back down slowly.

"No you won't." He snapped his fingers and I was standing up, dressed in a camp shirt, jeans, sneakers, and my hair was in a neat pony-tail. I shrieked and pulled the shirt off, not caring I was standing there in my bra in front of Hermes and the rest of the cabin.

"Never do that again. I hate this place, I'm okay with living here in the Hermes cabin, but never, ever, put a camp shirt on me again." I pulled a shirt from under my bed and pulled it over my head. "Never again." I said as I walked from the cabin, pulling my hair down.