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Nico's POV

I can't believe I have to go on this stupid mission. Why can't the satyrs do it? Isn't it their job? And why do I have to do it with Eliza? I thought angrily as I marched up to Jeffrey High school of Manhattan. Chiron insisted that I bring a half-blood from this school to camp half-blood. I took a deep breath and stepped inside the school. I didn't step in one since the horrible boarding school with...Bianca.

I'm fourteen now. I'm staying at camp now, and from the sun rays I guess I got a bit of a tan. Percy and Annabeth are my only real friends. As in non-dead. I never let my emotions show, not anymore at least. Stupid Aphrodite cabin had cut my hair. My hair was up to my forearms, now it's up to my chin, with long bangs. I sent ghost after them that night they cut my hair.

I looked at the paper in my hands. My first class was English. And I absolutely hate that class. But, if I must, I must. I opened the door to the classroom and prepared myself for the worst.

Sam's POV

I stared out the window as Mr. Malcolm exclaimed some adverb thing. God, this class is so boring. Considering I have Dyslexia and ADHD, english is one of my worst class and sitting still was no options for me, thought I had to. My friend, Eliza, was behind me, secretly painting her nails. We sat in the very back, I sat nearest to the window, mostly because I love looking outside.

People call me Sam. I don't like being called Samantha, my real name. Ever. I have long brown hair up to my waist and bangs that went over my eyes a little, and dark red eyes. I was pretty and thin, and I was an average height for a fourteen year old. I love music, I love the sun, and I loved warmth, arts, poems, and summer.

I heard the door of the class open. I glanced at it. A boy, dark hair, tall, dark clothes, looking nervous came in. Mr. Malcolm looked up slightly than back at the board.

"Ah, yes Mr. Nico DiAngelo. Samantha!" he yelled. I jumped from the call of my hated name. "Raise your hand" I raised it and quickly put it back down. "Sit in the seat next to her, and no talking!"

Nico merely nodded and eyed me. I sighed and looked out the window. Mr. Malcolm continued his useless lecture. I felt Nico stare at me, but I paid no mind. The bell finally rang. I grabbed my pencil and headed outside of the classroom. Eliza was talking with the new boy, no doubt she thought he was hot. He would think she is, too. She gorgeous, I feel a little intimidated by her sometimes. But, Nico and her seemed to be arguing. I rolled my eyes and walked past them. I brushed past Nico and he glanced at me from the corner of his eyes. I think I saw a smiled play on his lips, but it disappeared as soon as I looked at him. I continued my way to gym.

I put on sweats and a white T-shirt. I camp back out and Nico seemed to be waiting for me. I pulled my hair into a pony-tail and glared at him.

"What do you want?!" I asked, harshly.

He seemed surprised by my sudden outburst. Everyone looked at me. I smiled sweetly and they turned back to what they were doing. I looked back at Nico. He shrugged.

"Wow, you're a man of many words" I said sarcastically.

I faked a twisted ankle and the coach let me leave the gym. I walked down the empty hallway. I'm going outside. At least I was. I heard footsteps behind me. I turned. Eliza was running to catch up to me, and I saw Nico running after her. I walked faster and she grabbed me.

"we have to go, now" she said.

I hurried to keep up with her, I noticed she had something long and sparkly in her hands. Like a...sword or something. I looked back at Nico was was running to keep up with us. "Go where?" I asked.

"Away from here, it's dangerous." she said.

Nico finally caught up to us. "We have to work on this together!" he hissed at Eliza.

She stopped and turned to him. "No, we don't! I told Chiron that I'll handle this myself!" she yelled.

They had been too busy with their argument to notice I had slipped away from them, I was cutting school. It's not the first, and it's certainly not the last. I was outside and enjoying the sun, until I bumped into someone.

"Ow" I muttered.

Nico had suddenly appeared in front of me. And he had a sword in his hands. I did the next best thing. I ran. I pushed him first, then I ran. As fast as my thin legs could take me. I stopped about a mile away, on the street. I didn't even break a sweat. I sighed and started walking again. I was going to my house. I walked under a shade and Nico had appeared there! As if from the shadows! He started walking towards me.

"Listen, I don't want to force you to come with me" he said softly.

I stepped back, and he stepped forward. "What are you, some kind of nice raper?! Leave me the hell alone!" I yelled and started running again.

This time, he ran after me. I tried running faster, but he was way faster. He caught up to me and grabbed my hand. I ended up falling and pulling him down with me. We turned and rolled over, skidding to a stop on the road. And it really hurt.

I groaned and sat up. I think I broke my wrist. I held my limp hand and stood up. Nico was on the ground wincing. He stood up and glared at me angrily. His gaze softened at the sight of my bloody wrist. I started backing away.

"Who are you? What are you? I saw you pop up from the shadows" I said.

He chuckled. Which scared me. "It's called shadow traveling" he said. "I'm a half-blood. You are, too Samantha."

I glared at him angrily. I pointed my finger at him, the one with the broken wrist. "Don't call me Samantha" I said, eerily quiet.

I looked at my wrist. It didn't hurt anymore. It actually started healing. Nico stared at my arm in amazement. I shook my wrist. It was completely healed.

"Oh, my god. Oh, my god. What's happening? I've been spending way to much time in the sun" I muttered and started running again. Only to crash into Eliza.

I fell to the ground and sighed. "Second time" I muttered. Nico stifled a laugh.

"Sam, I need to tell you something important! You're a half-blood" she said.

"Why is everyone saying that? First rape boy here, now you, what is a half-blood?" I asked, putting a hand on my waist.

"A half blood is-Wait, rape? Oh forget it, a half-blood means you're half human and half god. You're father is a god, Sam. All those Greek mythology stuff? It's all true." she said.

I can always tell when someone is telling the truth. I don't know how, but I can. I nodded. "Wait, you believe her?" Nico said.

I nodded. "I can tell when people are telling the truth" I repeated out loud. He looked at me weirdly then nodded.

"Lets go to your house and grab all necessities, alright?" Eliza said I nodded and we took off running.

Nico's POV

As I ran with Eliza and Sam, I can't help but think that I have to be careful when I say things to Sam. She can tell if someone is lying, and...I just seriously don't want that because I lie a lot. We reached Sam's house. Small, simple, her parents weren't home. We went up to her room. Eliza had to make a call so she left us up here. Alone. Sam's room is very unique. There was hand-drawn art pieces on the walls. Sheets of music all over her bed. Poems taped onto a large mirror. There was even an acoustic guitar sitting on a chair. She took some clothes and stuffed it in a red bag. Along with girls stuff and...pads. I blushed slightly at the sight of that and turned around. She brushed past me and opened a draw. She kept muttering 'My shades...where are they?'

"Why do you want shades?" I asked her.

"Because I don't like how my eyes look" she responded.

"You're right, I don't like it either" I said.

She stopped suddenly, turned to me, and narrowed her eyes. "You're lying. You think my eyes are pretty?" she said.

I felt my cheeks go hot and turned away from her. She sighed and grabbed her bag. She picked up all the music sheets, black pieces of paper, and the guitar. She walked past me without a word and headed out the room.

Five minutes later, we were on Pegasus heading to Camp Half-blood. Sam hasn't said anything to me, only to Eliza. And I'm kind of glad for that. The Pegasus didn't really like me, but it still let me ride it. Eliza explained everything she needed to know, and before we knew it, we were at camp. And guess who Chiron asked to show Sam around, me. Eliza had to do some stuff. Probably her silly Hecate daughter things.

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