Iris- GooGoo Dolls

I am a punk.

It's a well known fact at Camp, and I take pride in it. People from the perfect Apollo cabin are supposed to be just that- perfect. Gorgeous blonde locks of hair, hypnotic azure eyes as clear as the sky, sun-kissed tan skin, athletic, romantically deep, creative, charming, flirty. I can keep going. We're labeled as this huge hoard of arrow-wielding blondes. But, I am not like them, I try my hardest not to be. I can stand next to my sister, Victoria, and our faces are so alike. Our father's- the jackass- nose, his cheekbones, and minimal traces of our mortal mother's shining through. I know I'm fully capable of being like Victoria, or Meredith or Addy. I could be a perfect blonde Apollo girl like them. But the question is- do I want to?

I'd give up forever to touch you
Cause I know that you feel me somehow
You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be
And I don't want to go home right now

Oh, hell no.

Why not? You may ask, is it so horrible to be the best you can be? Well, two days after I'd arrived at Camp, when I was fourteen three years ago, I was already getting annoyed with being labeled as "an Apollo babe". Then, someone called me Kelly. One of my half-sisters, back then. We, Kelly and I, looked alike, the same blue eyes, the same bright and sunny look inherited from Apollo. It was easy to mistake us -any of us- for one another and the kid had quickly apologized and carried on. But, it did it for me.

And all I can taste is this moment
And all I can breathe is your life
Cause sooner or later it's over
I just don't want to miss you tonight

So I'd stomped over to the Aphrodite cabin, "for all your cosmetic needs",and saw the only boy in the entire cabin out of the dozen girls, Aaron Lane. The whole Camp pitied Aaron, who was as far from a pretty boy as you could ever get, he's this insanely badass Australian hottie. The only un-American kid in Camp besides his cousin, Jason, in the Ares cabin. So with all that testosterone backing him up, Aaron had been practically adopted into the Ares cabin. He understood how much it hurts to just blend in, so he'd happily obliged dyed my hair for me. And given me tinted contacts. And a few piercings. I admit I may have gone overboard. But now, I'm Kayla. I'm me. Not some random Apollo chick everyone overlooks. I'm the punk of Camp Half Blood. At least I'm supposed to be.

And I don't want the world to see me
Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am

Punks aren't supposed to give a shit, go with whatever they felt like...I'm not supposed to be the girly bitch always whining about some boy. But, here I am, sitting alone on a chair in the amphitheater, newly transformed into a prom with a dance floor by the Aphrodite cabin, for all the year-round campers who will never get to have a real high school experience. Staring at the couples waltzing the night away as, I continue glaring with as much anger and hatred as my artificial green eyes can manage at my prissy boyfriend, Shiloh Scanlon, son of Ares. Okay, so he's Victoria's boyfriend. And he's the most badass, cool guy ever. Gods' know why he's with such a sl...My thoughts trail off as she pulls him down by his tie for a disgustingly slobbery kiss. His hands hesitantly rested on her barely-covered hips. I feel so horrible for hating my sister so much right now. I look like just like her! And I have a brain why doesn't he like me? Right, I'm the weirdo who loves spiking drinks with the Hermes cabin.

And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming
Or the moment of truth in your lies
When everything seems like the movies
Yeah you bleed just to know your alive

"Her tongue's really gettin' up in there, ain't it?" I heard a thick southern accent observe from behind me, I start and turn around.

My older brother by a month- curtesy of my slut father- Will was sitting beside me, clad in a black suit and a loosely done indigo blue tie, his hair was unkept as usual. We looked like twins, with my tight navy blue minidress, that matched pretty nicely with his suit, and my hair was back to my original honey blonde with edgy blue, pink and black streaks. Will had a look of grossed out fascination etched in his features. I nod, rolling my eyes, and sat my chin in my palms, frowning as the future stripper sucked Shiloh's face. Stop it, Kayla! I scolded internally, She's your sister! Even though she knew you liked him...My guilt vanished instantly.

"It's really buggin' ya', huh?" He guessed, I quirked an eyebrow at him, and rubbed my pierced nose slightly. I don't bother protesting, Will knows me better than that.

"A little, why?" I questioned, as a twinge of worry sparked. Will was truly a very protective big brother, almost rivaling Alex with Addy, if he had his way he'd kick Shiloh's ass till I was beaming happy again.

"No reason, Kay. 'Just think it's bitchy of Vicky to be eatin' his damn face like that, since it's pretty damn obvious ya..." He trailed off as I smirked a little, Tori hated it when we called her "Vicky".

"I...uh, I'm just gonna go have a lil' chat with Mr. Scanlon." He smiled at me patting my shoulder, then strolled over to Shilohand tugged him away from Tori's lips. She pouted and stomped her foot. Brat. I couldn't help but think.

"This'll be good. Five bucks says Will fucks him up!" I heard Travis chuckle, I heard his sister, Lila, laugh.

"Ten says Kayla kicks Tori's ass!" I turned to glare at my blacked haired friend. Lila shrugged as she bent down in her royal blue minidress and fished around in her converse for her money. I sighed as her own boyfriend, Pollux, snuck up behind her, lifted her up by her waist and planted a surprise kiss firmly against her lips as he held her petite frame bridal style. Lila dropped the money as she threw her arms around her -probably extremely hammered, but still sweet- boyfriend.

Damn their romantics.

Travis snatched the 20's up off the ground, protectively holding his cash to his chest, then glared at Pollux as he continued to french his little sister.

"Even the criminals have somebody..." I groaned.

And I don't want the world to see me
Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am

I heard someone forcefully cough in front of me and looked up to see a tall boy standing there. He was even taller than Will, with shaggy auburn hair drooping loosely over his bright green eyes. A fading neon blue streak was dyed in his soft light brown bangs, and a tattoo of a robin was slightly visible beneath his blue dress shirt on his neck. His right ear was pierced four times. I was set off a little, great, this was the kind of guy I attract? My put off thoughts vanished as I look up at his face and saw a nervous, sweet smile stretched over his pale skin.

I don't want the world to see me
Cause I don't think that they'd understand

When everything's made to be broken

I just want you to know who I am

"Um, uh...H-Hi." He coughed again as his voice cracked slightly, his pale cheeks flushing red as he tugged at his classy black tie. I grinned. It was adorable.

"I- I was just standing over with my brother, uh and I saw your hair, and thought it looked pretty cool, and y-your face is pretty cool, too, and-" He started to ramble, I couldn't resist a little chuckle at his expense.

"You wanna dance?" I suggested, taking pity on the cute guy. He smiled as I stood up, snatching his hand and tearing him away to the dance floor.

"Sorry...um-I'm Mason Jake. I, mean- Jake Mason!" He corrected, his face blushing even more. I caught a look from my little brother, Alex, who was in charge of the music and he immediately killed the blasting MCR and opted for a more slow, romantic song. Jake blushed even more as Alex laughed hysterically at our fumbling. Jake hesitantly placed his palm over my hip, and I draped my hands on his shoulders, I had to stretch up a little.

"You're Kayla, right?" I grinned, it was the first time anybody ever said that. Not 'daughter of Apollo' not 'goth babe'. Just me.

"Yeah." We continued to chat, he made me laugh until we were the only ones left on the dance floor, oblivious to everything else.

I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am

NEXT: NEIL DIAMOND SONG, GUESS WHICH ONE

That was Jake Mason, son of Hephaestus.

Apollo Campers in this Fanfiction:

Will Solace: 19, from Tennessee VIP

Kayla Sanders: 18, from California VIP

Austin Pan: 17, from Indiana VIP

Victoria Montgomery: 16, from Colarado (sort of important)

Meredith "Sunny" Inense: 15, from Arizona (undecided)

Addison & Alex Robins: 14, from Georgia VIP

Jasper "Jazz" Shepherd: 13, from Washington (undecided)

Eleanor Lars: 10, from Iowa (not very important)

Marley McCarthy: 5, from Virginia (not very important)