DISCLAIMER: I do not own Percy Jackson. Story idea WyomingCH.

I sighed and slumped in my seat. The boy imitated a call sign. I rolled my eyes at him and slammed open my textbooks. He gave up and turned to face the front of the class.

Okay, I guess I should explain. First, I know that I'm a demigod. A daughter of Aphrodite. My name is Cheyenne. My father had the guts to tell me and then I enrolled in sword fighting classes after encountering my first monster. And then on top of it all, we had to move to Michigan. Away from my beloved New York. It was to "protect" me, but I didn't need protecting. Sure I was beautiful and a daughter of Aphrodite, but I was also my father's child. Aaron could take care of himself and it's where I got my temper. Ironically enough, it's what most guys liked about me. I always carried a chain necklace around my neck(hello, it's a necklace) that had a crescent moon on it. When I squeezed it, it shifted in to a longbow that could shoot 6 arrows at once. At home my walls were lined with lethal demigod weapons that would give most people a heart attack. Second, wherever I went and at school, all of it, the Mist parts. So everybody knows monsters attacks me. And lemme tell you: it's soooo annoying. Boys think it's hot and girls think I'm showing off. Like I wanted this! But anyway, Percy Jackson once again, screws up my life and totally ruins my day. And the Homecoming Dance.

I watched as the teacher walked to the front of the classroom with 3 kids in tow. A girl lithe and athletic. Built muscular. She had honey blonde hair and stormy grey eyes. She wore a bright orange t-shirt and jeans, normal tennis shoes. The other girl was stocky, and looked really muscular. Like, if the blonde would beat me up easily, this girl would pulverize me. The last kid was a boy. He had black hair and intense sea green eyes. He was built like a god: power, precision, grace, and rage, all in one body. Suddenly my body stiffened. I knew him… And the teacher confirmed it.

"Everybody, I have the pleasure of introducing Annabeth Chase, Clarisse La Rue, and Perseus Jackson. They will be in our class from now on. Take any seat that is empty." Proffessor Walsh said cheerfully. And just my luck, the seat next to me was empty. Percy took it. He flashed me a smile that lit up memories from when we were children in Central Park, our parents talking about how hard it was raising demigods. I felt my breath leave me in a whoosh and I dug beneath my desk for my book, hiding behind it. What was he doing here? How in Hades had he found me? Questions raced through my head, but they were all suddenly silenced when Percy spoke.

"Still hiding from me, Cheyenne? I thought you were past that phase." He whispered. An involuntary shiver racked its way through my body. I hated that I could ignore any guy and all of the affections he threw my way, but if Percy spoke, I shivered with desire and pleasure. How in Hades did he do it? I glanced and him buried my face in my book. I heard his soft chuckles and felt a blush sear across my face. I stayed that way for all of 5th period Geometry. When the bell rang, I gathered all of my belongings in record time. Unfortunately, Percy had always been quicker than me. He stood and blocked my path.

"Percy, what do you want?" I muttered, my blush growing bigger if possible.

"To carry your books, my queen." he replied in an innocent tone. Annabeth arched and eyebrow. The boy next to me snorted.

"Good luck. She's broken every heart in this school and absolutely refuses to let guys carry her things." Percy arched his eyebrow, then ever-so-smoothly pulled my books out of my arms.

"I think she'll make an exception for me. Come on Cheyenne." He said, grabbed my hand, and pulled me into the hallway. I yanked my hand out of his when we got to my locker.

"Oh for craps sake boy, what are you doing here?" I hissed at him. He smiled his heart-breakingly beautiful smile at me and my heart squeezed.

"I can't visit a childhood friend?" he asked with his perfect-down-to-a-science innocent tone. Then I heard his thoughts echo: and my childhood love? So unfair. He knew I'd had a crush on him for like forever and he also knew that I could read minds. And on top of that I knew he DID not like me. So he was freaking TEASING ME! I punched him in the shoulder, making him feign hurt. I couldn't even make him say ow. How unfair is my life? Then the Clarisse girl spoke up.

"How do you two know each other?" she asked. It was clear from Annabeth's face she was wondering the exact same thing.

"We've been friends since we were 5." Percy replied. In my head he thought: I'm a Son of the Sea God. I nodded and walked up to Annabeth and hugged her. She looked surprised.

"Oh did he forget to mention to me? Idiot. He's so harebrained sometimes. I can read minds and me and him are practically family. So I can read his mind, see you, know everything he's ever thought about you, stuff like that. I'm just welcoming you to the family." I told her cheerfully. Her eyes narrowed at him suspiciously.

"Things he's ever thought about me?" she asked. Percy backed up. I stifled a giggle. Finally, a girl who could pound him.

"Stuff we need to talk about in the near future. But right now I'm wondering what his stupid butt is doing here with two girls who scare the crap outta me."

"We need your help." Clarisse said suddenly, in response for my question. I whipped around to face Percy, who skittered back several steps, knowing that if I was calm, I wouldn't (or couldn't) hurt a fly. But if I was upset, I would break faces.

"Came to visit an old friend? Childhood love? Do you enjoy toying with me!" I snapped in the language we'd invented as children. "You couldn't give me a straight answer once in your life when I asked you a question!"

"Cheyenne, don't be like that. You know my feelings." He murmured. I furiously blinked tears away and threw my back against my locker. I knew the tears were coming and I didn't want them to. But I couldn't stop them. I dimly heard Percy asking Clarisse and Annabeth to wait outside. Then her crouched by my side and cradled my head. He leaned down to whisper in my ear the three things I desperately needed to hear and hadn't heard since we were children.

"My queen, my goddess, my inspiration." He whispered. I replied with a second instinct.

"My brother, my player, the girl slayer." I whispered back. He smiled against my ear. I cleared my throat. "So, what do you need help with, my prince?"

He laughed. "Well, it's kinda serious and the entire camp says that a daughter of Aphrodite can't help, but you are an awesome daughter of Aphrodite. I need someone to find Nico and you are the best tracker I know."

"Who is Nico? And why is this so serious?"

"Nico di Angelo is a son of Hades. If he's dead, Hades is going to start slaying demigods until he learns who did it. And then it's all out open-season on godlings. So if he's alive, bring him back in one piece." He said. I considered it.

"Do I have to go to that lame camp?"

"Don't insult the camp, its home to a lot of demigods. And yes, you'll have to prove what an awesome tracker you are."

I tried not to groan. But the pleading in Percy's eyes sliced through my denial. "Alright. I'm in." I said. He smiled, and then pulled me to my feet. Panic spiked in me. Tonight? Right now? Today?

"Percy, today? Today's the Homecoming Dance!" I tried not to whine. He smiled.

"When is it?"

"Tonight at 7-11:00PM."

"Alright, because you are a friend, I will try to see if I can bunk overnight with the excuse of having to pack your stuff." He said after a slight hesitation.

I tried to hold in a squeal, but couldn't. I ended up letting out a real loud squeal and hugging Percy so hard he started to choke. Just then I heard Annnabeth's loud voice say "Percy?"

He quickly backed up and said "Annabeth, it's not what it looks like!"

"I think I know what I'm seeing Perseus!" she snapped, clearly upset. I read her mind and understood instantly. She was in love with Percy and thought I was trying to steal him away and thought that Percy was willing to come with me and not her.

"Annabeth, how much did you hear?" I asked frantically.

"Enough." She snapped, viciously glaring at me. I closed my mouth as she addressed Percy. "And you-we're through. I thought you were decent, but apparently you just can't wait to cheat on4 a daughter of Aphrodite behind my back after I admitted my love for you, took a knife for you, and fought Kronos by you! I-I-I can't look at you right now. I and Clarisse will be back at Camp. See you there." And with that she stomped off. Percy tried to call after her but all he got was a dirty look from Clarisse. I stood behind, on the brink of tears again.

"Percy, I'm sorry. So sorry." I choked. He shrugged it off. I could see it tore him up. But he just shrugged and smiled that smile I loved so much. He tucked me under his arm and I led him to my new house.