Hey guys! Like promised, I finally have another story for you guys before my Christmas special :). So this is 100 themes of Thalia Grace because I love her, and we did not get enough of her in BoO! I am not sure what the 100 themes are yet, but as I write I will come up with them! And to my new readers: Hiya! I'm Aimi and this is my second story on this site, my first story is Troubled Olympians, so if you want to check that out then just visit my page! And now, onto the story!

Disclaimer: I do not own PJO/HoO

Thalia Grace was listening to the patter of raindrops from her bedroom window when she heard the front door unlock, and a series of stumbling in muttering. She was home, and drunk. Thalia's first instinct was to pretend she was asleep, her second instinct was to make sure her sweet mommy was okay. Her mother may leave for a few days at a time, and then come home practically passed out, but she was still her mom. It was 11 PM, Thalia wasn't supposed to be awake, but the thunder storm was pissing her off, for some reason. Almost as if it was taunting her. Thalia knew that was impossible, but with each thunder clap and flash of lightning, Thalia wanted to go outside and yell at the sky. The stupid, miserable sky.

There was something uneasy about the sky, it annoyed her. It annoyed her when it was sunny, it annoyed her when it was cloudly, and particulary when it was storming. Oh god, she hated the sky. Thalia felt angry everytime she looked upon the blend of colours mixing together, causing a hauntingly beautiful blend that made everyone stop and admire the beauty of the sky. As far as Thalia was concerned, the sky was the most stupidest invention ever. It was annoying. And everytime it rained, Thalia could practically hear somebody whining about not getting his way.

Lying in her bed, Thalia heard her mother stumble up the stairs, followed by a series of swears. Thalia pretended to sleep, but really she was focused on the most recent clap of thunder.

"Thaliaa?" She heard her mother mutter, drunkingly. Thalia continued to play her role as a young girl in deep sleep. After awhile she heard her mother walk away to her room. And then, Thalia didn't hear anything from her again.

Thalia continued to listen to the rain, and the thunder. She couldn't sleep, and the storm wasn't helping her case at all. Thalia sat up and sighed, and decided to just look out the window. As much as she hated the sky, there was something soothing about the scent of rain, and the way it looked on her window. Thalia was lost for a minute, just looking at the window, and the rain droplets. It was a nice disteraction, because Thalia was staring at her window for awhile, before she noticed that there was somebody standing outside, looking straight at her.

Thalia's heart leaped with fear, who was this strange man? He was wearing a pin stripped suit, and he had black, curly hair. Who on earth wears suits during a storm anyways? And his eyes...oh god his eyes. Bright electric blue, just like Thalia's. Thalia and this strange man made eye contact for a while. Thalia stood still in fear, she didn't know what to do. Should she call the police? Should she tell mom? No...she could never tell mom, not when she was like this anyways.

The man looked completely lost, looking at Thalia. Thalia just didn't understand why. Why was this strange man staring at her? And what was he doing at her house anyways? Before she knew what she was doing, Thalia was opening up a window, letting the rain inside, which got her pajama's wet. Oh god, the rain was freezing, but Thalia decided to ignore it. She had bigger problems to deal with.

"Hey!" Thalia yelled out, in her little 5 year- old voice, doing her best to sound intimidating. The man looked up, almost amused.

"Yes?" He asked, the corners of his mouth twitching.

"Who are you?" Thalia yelled back, angrily.

"Oh...nobody, just passing by, really." The man shrugged

"You were staring at me."

"No I wasn't" The man protested.

"Yes you were, do you want me to call the police?" Thalia threatned, although she didn't really know exactly how to use a telephone...but he didn't need to know that. The man just chuckled softly, and looked back at her.

"I like your eyes." Was all he said

"I like my eyes too," Thalia said dismissvely "Now, do you want me to call the police?"

"Oh no need for that, I'm just on my way actually." The man said, grinning.

"Good" Thalia said, the man looked up and smiled. Thalia felt like she got punched in the gut. For some reason he looked so familiar...

"Thalia Cassandra Grace!" Her mother shouted and entered the room. She didn't seem as drunk unlike a few hours ago, "What on earth are you doing?"

"Mom, there's someone spying on me!" Thalia said, pointing back at the window. Her mother looked at the window and frowned,

"Thalia, nobody's there."

"Huh?" Thalia looked back quickly, and could not believe what she saw. There was nobody there...but he was right there a second ago... "Mom, I swear...there was someone..."

"Nevermind, Thalia, just close the window and go back to sleep." Her mother sighed, and left the room.

Thalia was seriously spooked out... what if that was a ghost? Or an axe murderer? An axe murderer who liked her eyes? That was seriously weird, and creeping her eyes. Thalia spent the rest of the night under her blanket, and didn't look outside the window until morning. As she was falling asleep, she swore she could feel someone looking through the window.

When Thalia woke up that morning, she looked out the window, and saw that same man again. Was he there all night? And why was he dry? It rained all night...

The man just smiled, and then he was gone.

How was that? It's kinda short, but not too bad I guess. But remember, there's 99 more chapters to be written, and you know I commit to my stories :)

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-TheGreekGoddessHestia