Hey People! This is my first story! Sorry for the super short chapter but I just want you to get a taste of my writing style :) at the beginning it isn't too exciting but it its a little funny(as in the story itself) but it does get more adventury (trust me) it has half bloods in it BTW! and Percy Jackson may or may not pop up every once in a while. You'll have to read the rest of my Chapters to find out, oh! and SO check out my BFF's Fan fiction (Gluxa-and-Percabeth) she's pretty much a beast writer. I helped her with some of the Character ideas including the metal~legged Anna and a new character you definitely DON"T wanna miss. The story's called A Star is Born, check it out!

Enjoy.

"Escape from the Great Race"

Chapter 1: Mornings Suck. For the most part.

"Wake up idiot! It's Friday!"

Even before I opened my eyes I could tell that his face was within two inches of mine. When I did, sure enough I saw his brown mud-like eyes staring at me and I could feel (and unfortunately smell) his hot cereal breath on my face.

"Sicko! Get out of my- wait…you said it was Friday?"

"Yep sir~Re, that would be what I said." He replied nonchalantly as he stood up straight.

"Crap!" I yelled as I jerked my head towards my alarm clock, it was 8:00am. I was already 15 minutes late! I ripped off my blankets, revealing me in only wearing a pair of jeans, jumped out of bed and slipped a gray sweatshirt over my head that I found on the floor. I started to run down the hallway to the staircase but then skidded to a stop.

"Wait, then why aren't you at school then..?" I questioned him.

He rubbed it in my face and started laughing as we headed down to the living room. "I CANNOT believe you actually fell for that!"

I then proceeded to collapse on the couch.

I felt the cool leather on my feet and hands. I sighed, then propped my feet on the autaman. My 8~year old sister popped up from behind it and yelled "RAWR!" in a menacing voice, or at least as menacing as an 8~year old could get. This, in reality, wasn't all that menacing.

"Did I scare you?" she asked hopefully.

"Yeah I was pretty scared."

"Really?"

"Yep."

"Sweet!" she screamed and then ran off into the kitchen. She never really understood that roaring like a kitten doesn't really scare the majority of people in our society today, ah well, that's that.

Well since your probably wondering who in the world I actually am, let me fill you in. I am Jake, I am 15, I have currently 9 siblings.

Here they are listed with ages –I might as well get this part out of the way; Sandra(3), Brody(3), Connor(6), Gabriella (8)- the little girl you met a minute ago that likes scaring people, Eric(10), Katie(12), Devin(15)- the guy I mentioned earlier, unfortunately for me I have to share a room with him- Collin(15), and Leland(17). We all share rooms in our medium sized two story house.

We actually used to live around Salt Lake City, Utah but ended up moving to Michigan right after I was born. Lived here ever since. But currently we all get along swell, and our parents are almost never stressed out! (Beth and Jack Taylor)

HA! Scratch that last part, about the getting along part and the stress part, not the parents part. Well anyways back to my story.

The phone rang loudly for about a minute before my mom yelled at me to pick up the phone. I grabbed it and took a quick look at the caller id, Peirce Fisher Cell, my friend Peirce. I pressed the green button and held the phone to my ear.

"Hey."

"You need to ride your bike over to the baseball field, now."

"Um, okay I'll leave right now."

"Good."

"Ok? Bye."

I heard the line go dead; whatever this was about… he obviously wasn't happy about it.

I hung up the phone.

"Hey Mom, I'm going to the baseball diamond by the school!" I yelled. I heard her answer from the basement.

"Okay, Take Devin's phone then!" I swiped his blackberry off the counter and headed through the doorway to the garage.

My phone had been dropped into the water below the Mackinaw Bridge on our last family trip up North. Katie was using my phone to take pictures of the water when it slipped out of her hands, bounced off the bridge several times, and into the lake water below.

It was the new iPhone I got for Christmas that I actually partially paid for. Mom also has still failed to call the phone company, yeah, I was/still am mad.

I pressed the button that opened the garage door and hopped on my red bike. I started pedaling slowly, Sherrie, the local teen- that-needs money in my neighborhood does a dog walking service for some extra cash. I saw her on her way back from walking our 4 dogs and Katie's ferret, just don't ask.

I speed up till I was right beside her.

"Hey." I said as I smiled

"Oh Hey Jake!" she said returning the smile. "How are you?"

"Oh I'm pretty good."

Her blond hair was in a high ponytail and she was wearing flip-flops, shorts, and a pink shirt, her black glasses looking as nerdy as ever. In a good way.

"Well have fun on the rest of your walk!" I bellowed with my head facing backward as I sped up ahead of her.

"I will!" she said as she waved goodbye. When I turned my head back my lips curled into a smile.

I was still smiling all the way to the baseball field. I'm guessing I probably looked creepy. But when I saw Peirce he wasn't smiling. He definitely was NOT smiling.

I took a left. I pedaled hard so I had a good speed going before taking my feet off the pedals and crossed them in front of me while I sped down the hill leading to the baseball field.

I saw Peirce wave slowly then turn and shake his head as I got closer. I just laughed to myself.

"Hey." I said as I road past him. All I got was silence back, but as I went over to park my bike I saw two people playing baseball.

The two people happened to be Will Anderson and Peirce's/my friend Erin MacVoy -who secretly Peirce likes but is in denial. But anyways they were flirting and in an instant I knew why Peirce wasn't smiling.

I quickly parked my bike and jogged over to the bench that Peirce was sitting on behind the dugout. His hands were in his face and his legs were shaking. I was about to say hi again when he interrupted and vented at me and as that went on while I just listened. Sometimes with Peirce, its just better to nod and agree than say something.

When he finally stopped I only said "Maybe she changed her mind, I'm just guessing here, but he is the most athletic guy in the entire school."

He just looked at my dumbfounded and then stared into space, and his lips turned into a evil grin.

I swiftly countered it.

"Your funny, but no."

"Why not? It's not like you like him any more than I do."

Keep in mind as we're snapping at each other we're WHISPERING, And only whispering when we heard giggles and baseballs colliding with metal bats.

"You can't just ruin her attempt at a relationship." I countered again

"Aww! You like her."

"Uhhh no. I'm pretty sure that would be YOU." I laughed loudly.

Silence from the baseball field. Crap!

"Oh hey guys! Do you want to play baseball with us?"

Peirce and I twisted our heads toward Erin's oh so recognizable voice. Peirce started to object when I shoved my hand in front of his face before he could say anything and said "Sure."

After I uttered the one word I could feel Peirce's eyes glaring into the back of my neck. I knew that glare all to well.

"Oh cool! Go through the dugout." she said enthusiastically with a smile.

"Okay." I said returning yet another smile. She returned to the home plate and I turned to meet Peirce's glare.

"Shut up!" I said quietly as he started to murmur objections.

I grabbed his shoulder, tore him from the protection of the bench, and through the dugout to the field. Well let's see how this goes.

Peirce and I left with at least some of our dignity left, notice the key word: SOME. Erin and Will flirted pretty much the whole time, annoying the heck out of Peirce. Oh and Will kept "accidentally" fast pitching the baseball so it hit Peirce's legs. Obviously no accident there, if you didn't notice my quotations.

Other than that it went okay. If you call that okay. Hopefully those bruises don't last too long. The weekend was pretty boring after that, I can't wait for Monday, or rather to tell you about Monday.

That's when they came.