Okay Okay Okay. So this story is really old and I just had an epiphany to finish it. So here ya go! I revised everything like the commas and all that crap since I have matured. (HA!) Oh and by the way (btw) this story would make so much more sense if you read my other story Masked so I recommend it you go read it now. If you haven't read Masked and you're still reading this you have problems my friend. What are you doing? GO READ IT. Like, RIGHT NOW! Okay so for the people who have already read my other story here ya go:) please enjoy:D!

Disclaimer: I'm sorry to inform you that the PJO series is not my idea and that I do not own it.

It had only been two months since chaos had struck and now it has come back. I should be used to it now, since I'm Posiedon's son and Kronos wants me killed and has been sending all his monsters out to kill me, so he can take over the world blah blah blah. I'm Percy Jackson, son of Posiedon, a demi-god who will make this big important choice when I turn 16. Anyway, back to how my spring break was ruined, along with . . . pretty much everything.

After the Harry Van Arsdale school my mom dropped us off at in February to go get two half-bloods, my mom looked at the school and enrolled me in it. Now, instead of going to a better school, I have to go to this one. Nobody I know goes there. I am probably the biggest loser there.

It was Friday morning, April 9th, and it was the last day until spring break. I had woken up, gotten dressed, and was heading out the door when I saw my mom.

"Going to school. Be home later," I said.

"Are you going to Camp for spring break?" she asked, yelling from the kitchen.

I had no idea. I was thinking about it but I wasn't sure yet. "I haven't made up my mind yet," I told her.

She nodded her head. "Okay. See you when you get home. Love you."

"Love you too, Mom."

I walked out the door and headed to school.

I was in my homeroom class, Mr. Archer's class (A.K.A the worst class in the history of classes.) Everyone was crazy. They talked nonstop, threw chairs, and wrestled with each other. It was mad. It wasn't just the kids that made the class bad, it was Mr. Archer, too. He is the worst teachers. To me, I think he might even be worse than Mr. D.

He walked into the room and everyone went into their seats as quick as possible. Everyone knew NOT to get on Mr. Archer's bad side. If you get him mad . . . well, that's a whole different story.

"Class," he said in his 'proffesional' voice, "we have a new student." A girl walked in beside him. She had big brown eyes and short curly hair. She wore shorts, a black shirt , with a blue hoodie. She looked around the room and then at me. We held eye contact. There was some part of me that knew her.

"This is Audry," he said. He looked around the room and looked directly at me. "Ah, Mr. Jackson."

I looked at him.

"Would you mind showing Ms. Audry around?"

Another thing you never do is say "no" to Mr. Archer. I shrugged my shoulders. "Sure."

As Audry walked down the aisle to her desk, guys whistled and clapped. I saw her give death glares at them and they stopped. She sat at the desk behind me. I turned around and looked at her. She really was pretty.

"I'm Percy Jackson," I said.

She raised an eyebrow and looked at me. She finally answered, "A-Audry."

"You don't have to be nervous," I said referring to her stutter.

"I'm not nervous," she whispered. Throughout the whole time I've been here there hasn't been one monster. There was something weird about her and I think she might be the end of that streak.

It was lunch time already and so far, Audry has been in all my classes. She stood next to me in line and I put my hand in my pocket. I held onto my ballpoint pen just in case there was some trouble. She put her earphones on and started listening to her iPod. She got her tray and looked at me with the corner of her eye. I walked slow and she was walking right behind me. I threw away my tray without even a bite and walked out of the lunchroom. I kept on walking without stopping. I looked back and Audry tried catching up with me. I turned the corner quickly and hid behind a wall. I uncapped my pen and Riptide appeared, long and shiny, in my hand. I heard her footsteps coming closer and they stopped. I peeked over the wall to see if she was there, but not a single body roamed the hall. Maybe it was just my eyes deceiving me and I was just acting like an idiot.

I turned around and Audry was right there in front of me our faces two inches away.

"Hi, Percy," she said as if she has known me for ages with a smile on her face.

"Uh, hi, Aurdrey" I said, my mouth dry.

She put her hand in her sweatshirt pocket and was about to take something out, something probably dangerous. I backed up and pointed Riptide at her neck. I knew she wasn't a mortal because Riptide was against her skin. If she was a human, it would just go right through her.

"Drop whatever you're about to take out," I said firmly.

She took out her hand and dropped a pack of gum. "I was gonna offer you some."

"Who are you and why are you following me?"

"You don't remember me?" she asked ignoring my question.

"If I knew you, I wouldn't be asking you who you were, now would I," I said matter-of-factly.

"You have a bad attitude," she said.

"Who are you," I shouted, getting frustrated.

Off my guard, she grabbed my wrist and kneed my chest. I went smashing into a wall. I let out a big groan. Fortunately, I still had Riptide in my hand. I've been working on that. I looked at her and there was a sword in her hand. How the heck did she get that?

I got up as fast as I could and got into fighting position. I swung but she deflected it. I did it again, but this time she grabbed my arm and I dropped Riptide. She banged me against the wall. She let me go and I fell on my butt.

"Remember now?" she asked with a huge grin on her face. She held out her hand, an offer to help me up.

I shook my head. "No." I ignored her hand and got up by myself.

Her smile faded.

"Boys," she said aggravated pacing back and forth.

She stopped, turned, and looked at me. "It's only been two months and you already forgot about me. I bet you remember Jordan," she paused for a moment. Then she smiled, "Don't you?"

I did. Jordan was a Half-blood that we had rescued from this school in February. She was the daughter of Athena. You could say we went out . . . for a week. Me, her, Annabeth, Thalia, and Connor all went on a quest to rescue . . .

Now I knew who Audry really was.