AN: This is my new OC story so... yea. Wish me luck!

Disclaimer: I do not on any planet own PJO or HoO :(

Bring! Bring!

I groaned and shut off my alarm clock. How many hours of sleep did I get this night? Two? Three? I don't know. Ever since I turned 13 a few weeks ago, I had been getting less and less sleep every night. I wanted to sleep, but it just was so hot. My dad loved to turn up the heat to a million degrees and I couldn't stand it. I'd never felt so bothered by the heat before, I don't know what was going on…

I dragged myself out of bed and to the bathroom. I looked in the mirror and saw I surprisingly looked normal, like I had had a good night's sleep. My skin was glowing, and my eyes were bright. They were brown with flecks of blue. I showered and put on a gray tank top with a black jacket, light blue skinny jeans, and black combat boots. I ran a brush through my straight brown hair and went downstairs.

My dad isn't like most dads. He's pretty laid back, and he doesn't really care what I do as long as I'm safe. My mom left when I was young, still a baby. She had told my dad that this was all a mistake, their relationship… and me. He was heartbroken. And me, I resented her ever since. My dad didn't deserve that. He was a great guy. He'd never fell in love since then.

I gave him a hug and ran out before I missed the bus. I ran on and got the last seat in the back by the window, next to my friend Paradise. Our other friends, Amanda and John, sat in front of us and Derrick and Shane across from us.

John turned around in his seat. "Lucky you made it, eh Avalon?"

I glared at him, "Shut it."

He pouted like a baby and turned back around.

The moment the sun hit my face, I frowned. I had never liked the sun. It was too bright. My friends loved it, especially Amanda.

Now let me describe my friends. They're kind of… crazy. That's the word. Crazy.

Paradise had curly, and I mean curly, brown hair that fell to her mid-back. It always looked perfect, but she always seemed to find something wrong about it. Her eyes were like a kaleidoscope. Always changing color. She was model thin without starving herself and a super flirt. But she was still nice.

Amanda had blonde pencil straight hair and sun tanned skin. Her eyes were as blue as the sky and her smile was blinding. Her attitude was carefree and she loved music, any and every type there was.

John had curly brown hair, and blue eyes that always sparkled mischievously. When you were around him, you just got this feeling that you would have to guard your personal belongings with your life. At least, I did. He also had a carefree attitude, but his was more like things didn't matter all together. Amanda was more chill, but knew when to be you had to be serious.

Derrick also had curly brown hair and had brown eyes. He seemed like the only one who cared what happened to us. He had a muscle disorder in his legs so he used crutches. He was the nicest of my friends; they all had evil sides to them, but Derrick was all nice, all the time.

Last was Shane. He had blonde hair but the thing that you really noticed about him was his eyes. They were stormy gray, and you could see how smart he was just by looking at them. He was a genius and you could tell when he would just randomly sprout bits of information.

But, all of us, except for Derrick, were diagnosed with ADHD and dyslexia, which probably explained the straight F's on our report cards. Either that, or the fact that the teachers hated us more than anything on our planet. I mean it wasn't really our fault that the Bunsen burners on the second floor had explo… you know? Never mind. Forget I said anything…

"Avalon. Avalonnnn? Wake up. Avalon. Wake up!" I opened my eyes to Paradise shaking my shoulder. "Come on. We're at school."

I groaned. Couldn't I just go back home and fall back asleep? That's seriously all I wanted to do right now.

"Coming." I swung my backpack over my shoulder and followed Paradise and the rest of my friends down the aisle. We were the only ones left on the bus.

We got into school and went to our lockers, which were all conveniently next to each other. I opened mine and everything fell to my feet. I groaned and started picking it all up. My locker had to be the messiest of them all. It was piled with random books and papers, most of them notes from the boring times in class, which were pretty much every single moment. I packed for my first class, English. AN: I'm just going off my schedule in school… We all had that class together, thank god.

We walked down the hall as the late bell rang. Great, late again. We ran the rest of the way to class. When we got there, he wasn't there. A sub was in the seat in the front and she didnt even look up from her phone when we walked in late. Thank god for that. One more tardy, and it would've been scraping gum off desks after school. I took my seat in the middle of the third row. I got some gum and also gave some to my friends. Class was pretty boring so far.

I looked around. Paradise was doing her nails and Shane was watching her. I smirked. Obvious much? Amanda and John were leaning towards each other talking about something, some prank no doubt. Derrick was eating a sandwich behind his backpack as if we all couldn't see him.

After another half hour of paper airplanes and whatnot, the bell rang. We all tried not to make it look like we were running as we ran out. The rest of the day was a blur. I went to class and went out of class.

Finally, it was over. We all met up at the door and walked out. Next thing you know, Hunter, the second most popular guy in our grade came up to me. "Hey Avalon. Can I talk to you for a moment?"

I looked at the rest of them, who were staring with their mouths wide open. Well, except for Derrick that is. He looked nervous, like Hunter would turn out to be some sort of monster and try and kill me. Psh, as if..

"Um, sure Hunter. Whatdya need?" I said uncomfortably.

"Can we talk in private?" he said, coming closer and putting a hand on my waist.

"No." his friend said, coming up behind him. "Dude, come on. We gotta go." his hands were clenched into fists. This was getting weird.

Hunter glared at him. "We have time." he said, teeth clenched.

"No we don't." he growled back.

They glared at each other until his friend finally won.

Hunter turned back to me. "I'll see you later Hailer." then he winked at me and left, his friend following him silently fuming.

Well that was strange. Our group of friends were... How you would say... The outcasts of the school. Nobody ever talked to us, let alone one of the populars.

The two were supposedly best friends, but I could tell they hated each other.

He'd come to the school in the middle of the year, and instantly was the most popular guy ever. Even more than Hunter. Desperate to avoid any more damage to his reputation, Hunter had befriended him.

His instant rise to stardom was mostly because of his looks, he was like a Greek god. With his wind blown dark hair, pale olive skin, and warm brown eyes, all the girls in the school wanted him and all the guys wanted to be him.

His name was Nico di Angelo.

AN: So, yea, that's what I got... What do you think? I don't know why I'm starting more stories as schools starting, usually it's the opposite, people finishing their stories... What ev. Review! Peace!

~Nessa