(Note: Rated T for concepts)

disclaimer for whole story: I do not own PJO, Rick Riordan does. I only own the vast amount of OC's in my story.

Some people would call me stupid. If they did, I would agree. Not because of my atrocious grades, or because of my ADHD, but because of what I said to my crush yesterday.

Stupid, stupid, stupid! How more perverted could I have sounded?

Now, I know what you're thinking. What did you say to him?

Well, first I should clear up who he is. My crush is Christchen, probably the most annoying boy in school. Everyone else sees him as nuisance, but he's just really lively, funny, and a little handsome. Christchen has light black hair, and brown eyes. He's the only boy in history that I've seen wear a pink shirt to a school dance or a twirly nerd hat on hat day. Although he's not documented as ADHD, I could swear he is, at least a little. I liked him, but since I didn't like his friends very much, I didn't hang out with him.

But when we were walking back inside after gym (we spent it on the track outside the school) I ran into him. So we talked a little, about things... I don't know what it was anymore. I was afraid I was going to start blushing, so I told him, and I quote, "Why don't you go hang out with your boyfriends?"

I blushed raspberry as I realized I just called him gay. "No...That's not what I meant..." I couldn't form a correct sentence. I have basicly spent my life surrounded by little kids, who call all their friends 'girlfriends' or 'boyfriends' that it rubbed off on me.

To my surprise Christchan laughed. "You should really say 'guy friends'. And I'm not gay. That would be bad for Sophia."

Did I mention that Christchan had a girlfriend? Her name is Sophia. Sophia and I used to be friends in kindergarten, but we grew apart. She's now an honors student, while I struggle with basic math equations. Sophia has long, black hair and brown eyes (just like Christchan). She's really a great person, so I try not to be jealous of her.

Some days that works. But most I try to turn the thought of Sophia and Christchan out of my head.

"Sweetheart! It's almost time for the meeting!" my mom shouted.

I almost groaned, but stopped myself just in time. My mom is an english teacher for fourth graders, so any protest involving school would probably get me a tutor, a threat mom has held over my head since the fourth grade. She has curly blonde hair and blue eyes. I look exactly like her, except for my straight hair and pimples.

I pulled on a blue blouse my mom ordered me to wear, that had two unmovable buttons on top. I slipped into a skirt, something I never wear but my mom insisted, that was pink with white squiggles on it. I could hardly hold in another groan as I crammed my feet into a pair of petite medium flats. Turning, I peered into a mirror.

It's settled. I look like an idiot. At least I don't have anyone there to impress.

Still, just in case, I packed a neon green t-shirt with the Areopostale logo on it and red Nike sneakers before went to get my capries. There was nothing in my closet but skirts.

Mom! You have got to be kidding me!

Not finding anything else, I snagged a midnight black skirt that seemed to ripple as I moved it. I went downstairs and donned a red jacket, my mom hustling me to the car.

Now I know what you're thinking. Where are you going? What are the extra clothes for?

My mom is also part of the Board of Education. They have meetings every once in a while and I often have to come. Dad would watch over me, but he's working on a major project at work that has to be done ASAP.

My dad's an engineer at a Toys Are Us factory. The major project he's working on is planning, building, and distributing 40 toy prototypes before the end of the month. His deadline is coming up, so he now lives in the factory. He looks nothing like me, with brown hair and green eyes. He is where I get my straight hair from, though.

So now you're wondering what the clothes are for. These meetings I have to go to every other week are extremely boring to listen to, since it's all 'money this' and 'money that'. And, since it's in a library and I'm a horrible reader, I don't have anything to do. During most meetings, I manage to sneak out of the library and go into the woods at the side of the school. I, using the other pair of clothes, explore for a little. Then I return in my regular clothes when the meeting's over. It's a piece of cake.

This is one of the board meetings that had crowds full of people who wanted to listen in (Who wants to do that?) so it was easy to get out and change. Now in slightly more comfortable clothes, I slid my bag back on my shoulder and went out to the woods.

I embraced the shadows as I walked in. Despite the dark of the night, I could see in here well enough not to walk into a tree. There was silence, except for the padding of my sneakers on freshly made mud and the hoots of owls. It didn't take long for me to follow my normal trail to the center of the forest. Once I get there, I can access any one of my forest paths that I choose. I decided on one of the half finished ones, and soon I was walking again.

It didn't take long to hear the noises. It sounded like...metal on metal? But what medal? Making a unconsious decision, I glided off the path and into the unknown. For the first time, I was finding my ADHD helpful. I could keep track of where the sound was coming from and focus on not breathing to loud and keep my footsteps quiet at the same time. It was getting hard to get through the fallen trees and deep puddles of mud, but I kept going.

By the time I finally got to the noise my shoes were filled with mud and my midnight skirt was rimmed with it. That didn't seem to matter as much as what I saw next.

I ducked behind a tree, trying to figure out what I was seeing and if it was true. Still keeping my breathing silent, I looked out from behind the tree once more.

It was Christchan. Unmistakeably him, despite how buff he suddenly looked. And Sophia was with him. Her black hair was pulled up in a pony tail and she was wearing no jewelry (like she normal does). They were in a clearing that was bathed in moonlight. The moonlight bounced off trapped water from the rain we had earlier in the day, making this clearing the brightest place in the forest.

Now it should be none of my business that Christchan and Sophia are in the forest. They're boyfriend and girlfriend; they could have come in to make out or something. But, I think I have a right to be concerned about the weapons in their hands.

Yep, weapons. Christchan and Sophia were sparring with short, sharp, and probably deadly knives. They weren't steel, but more of a bronze color. I could see the sweat coming off their faces, but they didn't seem to care. Their spar came to an end when Sophia disarmed Christchan and pinned him down, knife at his throat.

"How's that for a workout?" Sophia questioned playfully, not removing the knife from his throat.

"Better than anything the gym could give us," Christchan smiled his dazzling smile. "but it's not done yet."

Before I could even inhale, Christchan used his knee to flip Sophia over, disarming her in the process. Then he rolled on top of her and, using her old weapon to trap her.

He only held it to her throat for a few seconds before he removed it and helped her up. She was frowning.

"I finally though I was going to beat you!"

Christchan snorted. "You've only learned you were a demigod a month ago. Experience is better than skill."

I was confused now. Demigod?

"If we did sharpshooting I would win." Sophia stated it like a fact.

"Well we aren't, so ha." Christchan teased. He went and kissed Sophia on the check as he saw her crestfallen face. "Maybe we'll do it someday. But we can't do gunfire so close to the school."

"I can't wait until we get transferred." Sophia muttered.

"I don't care for this school, but I don't care for much as long as you're with me." Christchan whispered, hardly audible over where I was standing.

Then he leaned in and kissed her on the lips.

I felt like it was raining jealousy. I had really hoped that Christchan would eventually dump her, and then someday he would realize he loved me instead. That kiss, though short, made me realize the truth. That's never going to happen. Why? 'Cause he really loves Sophie.

I didn't know that for sure, but that's what it felt like. Even though the curious part of my brain told me to stay and figure out what demigod means and why they were sparring, I decided to head back to the meeting. In my haste I wasn't as cautious as I should have been. I was almost out of the clearing when I stepped on a twig.

I know what you're thinking. That cartoon cliché was what gave you away? It was. Man, that makes you think of paying more attention to cartoons.

Christchan had just come out of the kiss and spoken, "Plus this is the school you grew up with, that should cover for the lack of action and new demigods."

I'm pretty sure that Sophia would have countered with something like, "My hometown was always boring," if the sound of the twig hadn't made it to their ears.

Within a millisecond Sophia had drawn a silver gun from an invisible holster, cocked it, and had it aimed right at where I was standing. She didn't hesitate to fire.

Then time slowed down. I could clearly see the bronze bullet careen towards me. I could even see the ridges made in it to tear open skin the most effectively. I think they were called meni balls. Without thinking I balanced myself, crouched my knees and stared at the bullet.

If I stayed in that position, the bullet would have impaled its self into my shoulder, possibly heart. My brain seemed to know that because as that bullet got more that an arm's length away my knees tensed and pushed, letting my arms swing up.

I jumped. I somehow jumped over a bullet ready to severely wound me, maybe kill, without losing one item I was carrying and without making a sound. I heard the bullet crack as it impaled its self into a fallen tree. Safe.

You know, until I realized I wasn't on the ground. My hands opened and closed, trying to find something to hold onto. I found a tree trunk, its rough bark digging into my skin. I peeled my glued shut eyes open...and found myself looking at the ground.

I was standing on a tree branch that probably had the circumstance of two inches, gripping onto the sturdy tree. Praying I would make no sound, and that I wouldn't fall off, I looked into the clearing.

"I swore I heard a monster." Sophia was telling Christchan.

"Well, we will have to worry about that later. We need to get out of here before the police, or the board members show up."

Christchan and Sophia packed up and got out of there ASAP. Now I was going to have to get out of here too. I slowly managed to climb down the tree. Then, not even bothering to worry about being heard, I started to run, trying to find my way back on the path. I made it sooner than I expected, but I didn't slow down as I took the automatic turns to get to the center of the forest.

I didn't even realize that I was crying until the tears began to blur my vision. The moment I made it to the center of the forest, I sank into the rain coated grass and allowed myself to cry my fear and disappointment away.

If you're thinking, 'Oh what a sissy, she's crying!' then you almost get injured by a bullet shot by your crushes girlfriend, just after being slammed into the harsh reality that your crush has a girlfriend, barely managing to get out of there without being killed or seriously hurt, and then tell me that.

Taking a deep breath I remembered that I still had to get back to the meeting. Wiping the tears off my eyes I stood back up with renewed adrenaline.

Get back to the library without getting caught, then wonder why Christchan and Sophia were fighting, what demigod means, why their weapons are bronze, and what the monsters are.

I just hope I can do it.

Note: This is an OC based story. But before you all leave, let me tell you it does divulge into the past of one particular demigod (cough*Drew*cough). I also don't know how updates are going to come along, so be patient with me.