Hello. I'm here with a new story. This is dedicated to my friend, Strawberrygirl2000. If you don't know her, please check out her profile. I think she's amazing. A blue cookie to Strawberrygirl2000.

And my best friend, S. But mostly strawberrygirl2000.

CHAPTER ONE

Natasha POV

Oh, My God! Another Summer Vacation over. Another school year going to start. . .School

Hey, I'm Natasha Green. I got to Goode High. I am not kind of short, have brown eyes and long auburn hair. I'm not the popular type, but not the nerd type, or the romantic type. I'm somewhere in between. I like to call myself the Highly Creative and Musical type. If I got to choose a God to be my parent, I would choose Apollo. With Athena coming in close second. Yeah, I'm obsessed with Greek Mythology.

Being a normal teenager, I just hate going to school. I mean, the friends are awesome, but the teachers are just horrible. Like I could kill them.

I divide them into three types. There are the nice ones, like , who's an amazing English Teacher, and coincidently, one of my friend's step-father. Then there are those teachers who drone on and on and don't really care whether you're paying attention or not, but luck be mine, we rarely get those teachers. I rarely listen to them, I doodle in my notebook and hum songs to myself. I keep up on the notes by copying my extremely smart friend, Annabeth Chase, just before a major test. Then there are those horrendous teachers, who swoop one you and give you a detention if you look at somebody. Like . Do not get on their bad side, I repeat, do not get on their bad side.

I groan and drag myself out of bed. I am so used to getting up late during summer. I can't be going to 12th grade already.

"Up, Tasha. School today." Shouts my step-mom, Jane. My parents both died in a car crash, you see. Now, I'm adopted by two wonderful people Charlie and Jane Wintels. They are absolutely wonderful people and I am forever glad that they adopted me. They had one girl, about my age, as well, called Elle (Elizabeth) Wintels, but she died of cancer when she was 7. I and my younger sister Sasha are the only kids here now.

Sasha is 10. She is almost a younger version of me, but she likes dancing and writing. She is the most cheerful person I've seen, but she gets super depressed over the smallest things. She's like at the extreme edge of every expression. If you ever wondered, no, we do not share a room. Her room is next to mine though.

"Tasha, if you do not come and have breakfast now, you are not going to that party later in the week." Jane shouted from the dining room below. She calls me Tasha because she knows it annoys me a lot. But no, I had to go to Piper's party this weekend, the Yay-we-survived-the-first-week-of-school party. Assuming, we survived.

I dashed out of bed and got ready in record time. I reached the dining hall to find everybody finishing of their breakfast. I furrowed my brows in confusion. I have a unibrow, so does my sister. That's when I saw the time. 8:20. School started at 8:30. Dammit. My clock is slow again. I ran up and got my bag (packed the previous day), grabbed some toast and dashed to the street where Annabeth would be picking me up.

Annabeth arrived on record time as usual. Let me introduce her. She is Annabeth Chase, blonde hair, grey eyes and a facial expression that warns you never to get to her bad side. Rumours say she Judo-flipped her boyfriend once, because he took a vacation without telling anybody, to the other side, of the country for eight months. In the middle of the school term. Yeah, I wonder what goes on in Percy's brain.

"Hey Tasha, late?" She smirks as I sit in the front passenger seat, sarcasm dripping in her voice. I glare at her in give her my do-not-remind-me expression. She laughs and I manage a smile

"How was vacation?" I asked.

"The usual. I had to go to Cali. Fought. Came back." She said. See, her parents are in California, but she persuaded them to let her stay here. So she stays here, in an apartment, with Thalia, who is much older than all of us and works in a place called Artemis Hunters. I've never seen it.
Sasha studies at Heathers Primary. She's in fourth. She'll come to Goode next year, when I leave and go to Yale, with Annabeth. Both of us have already got scholarships. Sasha goes to school by bus.

We chatter the rest of the way to school. We are surprisingly early. Annabeth jumps out and scans for Percy's blue car (Annabeth's is grey). Finding it, she goes off to the common hangout place for our group, the place in between the foresty area and the football court.

Let me introduce my group to you. You know Annabeth. She has a boyfriend Percy. He's tall (good-looking, but I don't like him in that way) with sea-green eyes and raven black hair and an ability to crack jokes at everything (bad jokes). The three of us were one group until Jason and Piper came along. They knew Percabeth (I like calling Percy and Annabeth that) and we immediately invited them to our gang. Jason is about Percy's height, with blonde hair and blue eyes. He had a scar on his lip. Both Percy and Jason had a tattoo. Seriously. It was the letters SPQR with varying lines for each one (5 for Jason and 1 for Percy), like a barcode and there was an eagle for Jason and a trident for Percy. Percy got it during the 8month vacation. Piper had short brown hair and kaleidoscopic eyes. Jason and Piper were dating (jasper). Oh, there was Rachel. She had bright red hair and green eyes, and she was just like me.

We all love Greek mythology. Though all of them glance at each other when discussing the topic, leaving me alone. Until a girl called Rose joined us. Now whenever they glanced at each other like they knew something I didn't, I took comfort in the fact Rose didn't either. Rose Hutts, was an amazing dancer and speaker. She had shoulder length black hair and black eyes. She loved jokes.

Everybody was in our Hiding Place, when I and Annabeth came. They laughed and said "The great Annabeth Chase, late?" She went red. "Because of Natasha" She said. "I didn't do anything" I protested. We laughed. WE started talking about our summers and hoping which class we would be and all that stuff. After a while, I started getting bored, especially when the boys started talking about sword fighting (Topics they talk about….ugh) and girls about their vacation. I told Piper that I'm going to my secret spot. She just looked at me mischievously and I sighed. See, my spot is a place in the foresty place where I could keep all my stuff (Like art books, etc.) but Piper's been nagging me lately saying that I in fact keep pictures of the boy of my dreams there. I do not have a boy of my dreams. I'm single.

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The place had not changed over the summer. It's a clearing in the middle of the Forest, with all the trees around, it feels magical. I'm the only person who knows about it. I haven't told any of my best friends where it's situated.

I sighed and took out my headphones, art book and phone.

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Sometime later, I look at my watch and yelp. 8:50. I'm screwed. I stuffed everything back to my bag and run to the receptionist. I haven't even got my schedule. Stupid, stupid I tell myself. I reach the school and find no student in the corridors.

The receptionist looked at me weirdly.

"Dear, are you new?" She asked

I stood for a minute to catch my breath. "No. I was late. Can I have my schedule? Name is Natasha Green." I say.

"Oh." She says, before handing me a slip of paper. "Don't be late next time" I nod and look at the paper. I have for Math right now. Sweet. Detention for the next two months. The only way to escape would be to give a new student a tour. Then I would have a valid excuse. Unfortunately, by this time, there would be nobody left.

I turned around and almost crash into somebody behind me. The only thing I register is deep brown eyes.

And there. I love cliff-hangers. Please be nice and review, telling me what you think. And also, should monsters attack them at Goode High or not. Tell me.

Blue cookies to all those PJ fans,

Just Another Demigod strolling by,

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