Hi guys! This is my first fan-fic. Tell me what you think in a review! And special thanks to xxKeliosxx and Nissi. Your guys' stories were the first I read so you inspired me to get an account and write a story myself. I have a few that i'm working on. I'll try to publish all of them, but it's hard work. So... yeah... please review! Hope you Like! ENJOY!

Disclaimer: I, sadly, do not own the PJO series. For you newbies, PJO stands for Percy Jackson and the Olympians.

Chapter 1: Welcome to Camp Half-blood!

Hullo, everyone! Wait, are we recording? *taps microphone* Ok, it's on. Sorry about that. I should introduce myself first. My name's Teagan Janel, but everyone at camp calls me TJ. May sound like a boy name, but I'm more of a tom-boy than a squeamish girly-girl.

I have brown hair cut short. I have eyes that change colors every day. I also have ADHD (attention deficit hyperactive disorder), which is common for kids like me.

My mum is WAY to involved with her work. I mean, I lover her, but I think she should have a wee bit more time for me. She goes and digs up dinosaur bones everywhere and puts them together. Isn't that called archeology or something? I've never cared enough to ask.

And for my dad... Well, you'll find out about him later. I used to live in Britain, so I got the accent. Now I live in Long Island Sound in New York, America. That's right, I live at camp. I don't mean to sound mysterious or anything, I say camp as in Camp Half-blood.

You must've read the Percy Jackson and the Olympians series if you picked up this book/recording. If you didn't, short recap: the Greek gods exist, sometimes they come down and have kids with mortals, who are called half-bloods or demigods. There's a camp for these kids called Camp Half-Blood where they learn to use your powers and fight monsters, and basically learn how to survive. Got it? Oh, and the camp instructor is Chiron the centaur.

If you know your a demigod, you'd better be at camp while reading this. If not, you can keep reading but if your a demigod and you get killed by a monster while reading this, don't say I didn't warn you.

On a brighter subject, I have a few camp members next to me each time I record so do not mind me telling them to shut up or cut it out [What? Was I not supposed to mention that when you're behind me?].

Oh yeah! I promised I would get to you about my dad! My dad is Hermes, god of travelers, messengers, and thieves. I share the cabin with other demigods with the same parentage as me. I'll name a few people from the cabin: Conner and Travis Stoll, Macie Day, Stella Smith, and a whole ton of other people. I guess why I'm actually recording is to tell you my story. Have fun.

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"Calk-a-doodle-doo!" I groaned. That was Tyler Woods, he hasn't been claimed yet so he's crammed in here.

Conner and Travis were already up, Travis yelling at Conner, "Give me back my under wear, Conner, you-" before I could hear his seriously well picked out curses, swears, and cusses, I jumped into the bathroom.

"Ha! Beat that Stolls! Bathrooms mine first!" I yelled at them. I jumped in and had a quick shower with warm water. I got dressed in my camp clothes, dried and brushed my hair, and got out of the bathroom.

Conner and Travis were still arguing about the stolen underwear when Tyler ran head first into the bathroom. "Mwahahahahaha!" I heard him laugh evilly as he ran in. "Ok..." I muttered.

I went out for some sword play. I forgot to tell you! I have this bloody awesome sword. It's hidden as a gum pack. All you have to do is take a piece out and the pack turns into sword! And the best part is, when you run out of gum, it just refills! I popped the piece in my mouth.

I was holding my sword. It was a green and gold blade, and the hand holding part flashed a million different colors when I moved it. Oh yes, this was my type of blade. I slashed and jabbed at all the practice dummies, until there was nothing more than cotton, straw, and a bit of cloth.

Just then, Clarrise walked in with Maimer, her electric spear. "Didn't leave any for me?" she demanded. Everyone called her spear "Lamer" behind Clarrise's back. I raised my eyebrow. "Well, you could have told me if you wanted to do any." I said matter-of-factly. She scowled. "Your coming with me." she growled and picked me up and took me in the direction of the toilets.

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My first thought: Uh-oh.

Then I remembered my school. It had been loaded with bullies. I knew the best techniques to deal with them. I bided my time, waiting for the right moment to strike. We finally got to the bathrooms.

She led me to a stall. Green light! Right as she dropped me and made a grab for my head, I pushed myself from the ground and rocketed up-ward. I jumped off Clarrise's head and out of the stall.

I ran to the doorway of the bathrooms. I turned to a shocked looking Clarrise, snapped a picture of her face, winked, and said, "Breakfast starts in 3 minutes! Don't be late!" She started yelling curses and death threats. I didn't care. I ran for the pavilion.

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When I got to the tables, my cabin was late as usual.

I waited on the table, barely being able to stand my excitement. I needed to talk to the Stoll brothers about putting Clarrise's face on Facebook or Twitter. When the Ares cabin arrived, Clarrise glared at me. I just winked and shot her with a finger just glowered with anger and turned back to her eggs.

Finally my cabin arrived. I waved the Stoll's over to me. I told them about this morning and putting her face online. They nodded earnestly. "Only on one condition." Conner said, looking serious.

"You have to take full responsibility for this and-" Travis started. "You have to allow us to draw a mustache, beard, glasses, and a unibrow on it!" Conner finished. I grinned. "Deal!" yeah, it was a great morning [oh, Clarrise dear, do stop glaring. You know I would've done it If you hadn't tried to dunk my head!].

I ate the rest of my breakfast, of course, after giving the gods a portion of my meal. I have a thing for these strange American foods. There were waffles, bacon, and a ton of others that I probably pronounced wrong. I was sipping the last of my tea when Clarrise came over and pounded her fist on the table in front of me. I didn't flinch or look up from my tea. I finished, put it down, and said to Clarrise, "Morning." she glared down at me. "You're in for it, punk. Tonight is capture the flag, and I'm going to beat the Hermes out of you." she said, and I knew she wasn't kidding.

I just laughed. "You're on, cousin!" I challenged. She just growled and stomped back to her table. I had another visitor. A friend from Britain who just happened to be a demigod too (daughter of Athena), came and slid in next to me. Her name was Jade Bateman. "Are you mad, TJ?" she hissed. I shrugged. "Most likely. I'm not scared of her, though. She's just like the bloody bullies over at school. I know how to deal with her." I said. It wasn't a lie. "Yes, but what did you do to make her hate you? She would have been a good person on our side! A good defender!" Jade said.

It was strange. A person told me the fatal flaw of Athena's children was pride. Jade likes to be protected. Of course she'll fight if she needs to, but still... Sometimes I think MY fatal flaw is pride. I felt it flaring up in me now, making my face turn red. "I don't need anyone to protect me! I can take care of myself!" I didn't mean to get angry. Ashley paled a bit. "Oh gods, I'm sorry Jade! That was horrible!" I gasped. "No, no, don't beat yourself up about it. I think I understand." Jade said, coloring returning to her face.

Chiron kept glancing at Jade, not wanting to make an announcement to the entire camp that she was breaking the rules. "Umm, not that I want you to leave, but, ah, I think Chiron is getting a bit skittish." I said, gesturing towards Chiron. "Oh... right. Ok, well, I'll see you at the rock wall!" Jade said cheerfully. "That is, if I survive that long!" I said mischievously. She just grinned and ran back to the Athena table.

I turned back to see that my plate had vanished. The... What do you call them? I've never been sure really. Wind nymphs? Ghosts? Invisible servants? Well, that might be a case we never solve [I didn't ask for a huge dorky explanation, Mark]. Time for camp looting! Err... I mean... Activities. I decided to take a look at the camp store.

There were flying shoes [Shut up, Percy. No matter what you say, not ALL flying shoes are evil], magic weapons, like Greek fire, all sorts of ways to kill monsters and enemies. There were also some snacks to take on quests like Doritos, beef jerky, bug juice (I mean juice, not actual bug guts), cool-aid powder mixes, and a bunch of other yummies. Armor in any size.

I decided to buy some Doritos. I walked up to the cashier, an adult (probably demigod), and put my Doritos up on the counter. "Going on a quest, miss?" he asked, after I had paid.

"No." I said, leaving it at that. I went out to the strawberry fields to eat. Satyrs were playing a... What were they called? Fiddle? Recorder? Flute [I didn't ask for the information, Grover, and yes, I am going to tell them what a satyr is, now shut up!]?

Satyrs are goat men. From the waist up, they're human, and from the waist down, they're goat. Anyway, they were playing tunes on they're watch-a-ma-call-it to make the strawberries grow.

I dunno what OTHER magical powers satyrs have, but I'm pretty sure I don't want to find out [OW! No punching me for speaking my mind, Grover!]. I sat down on the grass, squeezing my Dorito bag until it popped. I just loved that popping sound.

Then my other friend came over. His name is Lucas, son of Apollo. "Hey, TJ! Is it true you pissed off Clarrise this morning?" he asked. Lucas is... How should I explain him? He's tall. He's well-muscled. He has sandy hair and blue eyes.

I shrugged. "Yeah, well, she tried to introduce my head to a toilet because I demolished all the practice dummies. Luckily I escaped." Ta, silly boy, he should know that almost all the rumors about me are true. He whistled. "That took a lot of guts. Nobody likes to get on the bad side of Clarrise." Ugh. I've been told to not get on Clarrise's bad side twice today now.

"Clarrise doesn't scare me. I know, don't tell me, she'll get her revenge. I got that. But I'll just keep my eyes open." I said. Lucas raised his eyebrows. "All right, but don't say I didn't warn you."

"Right, well, I have archery in about 5 minutes so I need to finish up my Doritos." I said, tossing one in the air and catching it in my mouth. Lucas laughed. "Do you mind if I do archery with you? I could teach you how to get a bulls eye." he asked.

It was my turn to laugh. "You? Teach me? You'd probably just keep getting bulls eyes and show off. Plus, I'm rubbish at archery." I hated to admit it, but I was rubbish at archery [oh stop laughing all of you!].

Lucas grinned. "I dunno, I'm a pretty good teacher." I finished off my Doritos and replied, "Oh, all right. But if you start trying to show off, your out!" "All right, race you there!" he said, standing up. I stood up to. "On your mark, get set, go!" he yelled, and off we ran.

Hope you like it so far... review if you do or don't! I'm having fun with this story...