Unlikely

*Anthea's POV*

Everyone says you can't have truly known yourself if you've lived life fully, but I say wrong. For me, I truly found myself by being attacked by a crazy monster. Pretty weird, right? Well I consider it unlikely.

I'm Anthea Martinez, and up until this day you could call me a normal teenager of 14. I have platinum blonde hair that curls and swoops down to my elbows, bright blue eyes, and I don't mean to brag, but I have a pretty nice face. I'm friends with everyone too, including boys, if you catch my drift. Everything was normal about me, almost everything. ADHD and dyslexia wasn't exactly the best to have for school.

I tore my gaze away from the ceiling to catch a glimpse of the time. Crap, time for school. I put on some makeup hurriedly, and brushed out my shining hair. I put on some white skinny jeans and a flowery camisole, and rushed to grab a croissant. Sitting in the kitchen also was my dad. I swear he's the best dad you could have. His name is Stephen, and he's a business man. I know what you're thinking; he must not have any time for me. But he raised me alone while keeping up a job, and he knows me better than anyone in the world. I wish I knew more about him and my mom though. He just said that they had met in Paris, the city of love; she had called it, and had me there. She couldn't go back to New York with my dad, so they separated. It makes him sad to tell me about it, so I don't push him.

I said bye to my dad, put on some black flats, and left for the bus stop. I walked and walked, breathing in the fresh morning air. When I got there, my two friends Laurel and Holly were waiting for the bus. Laurel had shoulder length brown hair, and blue eyes, with a deep tan. And I swear she can play every single instrument.

Holly was quite a bit different than all my other friends; she had short black hair, and green eyes. She also loved to recycle, and was a vegetarian. Holly is a great friend, and I wish everyone else would notice that too. My other friends didn't accept her; Laurel was the only one who liked her too. We all talked about random stuff, when the bus swivelled in front of us. We climbed into the bus, and I sat with my other friend Kara.

"Hi! Anthea! I was wondering, maybe, if you could give me some advice about...you know..." Kara mused. I grinned. All my friends went to me for guy help. I bit my lip, pretending to be deep in thought. "Play it cool. Let him come to you, but flirt with him too." I explained.

"Thanks." Kara hugged me. I waved my hand in dismissal. The bus pulled into our school parking lot, and we all hopped out. Me, Kara, Laurel, and Holly walked into the school, looking for Science. We made our way into class, taking a seat. It was pretty boring, and with ADHD, I was about to lose my head with boredom. When the class finally finished, we made our way to Math. It was the same routine, and I felt like I was going to burst, just sitting there. Then the bell rung, signalling lunch.

I pushed my way into the hall, and noticed everyone but me had gotten to the cafeteria. I shrugged, and kept walking. Just then, a huge black dog with piercing red eyes swivelled in front of me. It had a hungry look in its eyes, which made me yelp. The dog jumped at me, pinning me to the ground. I struggled and screamed but it was as helpless as escaping a windowless, door less room. That's when the strangest thing happened. Laurel and Holly ran into the hall, and their eyes widened in shock. Laurel was holding a golden bow, with matching arrows slung over her back. Holly had reed pipes in her trembling hands.

Laurel shot the dog with an arrow, and it growled and pounced at her, giving me a chance to get up. Holly played a frantic jig on her pipes, and vines wrapped around the creature's ankles, securing it down. Laurel shot a volley of arrows at the dog, and it exploded into dust. I stood there, gaping at the pair of girls. "Anthea, we need to get to camp, now." Laurel said sternly.

An hour later, Laurel and Holly had arranged for us to leave the school, and we were in a big white van, heading to my house. They spoke in hushed tones, glancing at me every now and then. I just sat there, in complete shock. I hadn't talked since Math. This just all couldn't be real; I must be in a coma, dreaming a crazy dream. Yeah, that sounded right. And maybe months from now, I'd wake up in a hospital, and everything would be normal again.

Unfortunately, a person couldn't be pinched in their sleep and feel it. We finally made it to my house, and Holly glanced at me, and spoke. "Get your things. Toothbrush, toothpaste, brush, and all your favourite possessions, clothes, and put them in a suitcase." I merely nodded, and took off to my room. In my room, I grabbed what Holly had asked for me to bring, including 20 shades of lipstick. Even in shock, I had to be stylish.

I threw my suitcase beside me in the back seat of the van, and we took off. We zoomed by the city, until countryside marked every place in front of us. I wasn't exactly fond of the country; I mean where can you get a latte or cute clothes there? More clusters of fields and trees came and went, and we finally stopped in front of a hill with the silhouette of a pine tree marking the top. Laurel and Holly hopped out of the van, followed by me. The van pulled away. Laurel and Holly trudged up the hill, smiles on their faces. Well, things haven't exactly gotten less weird.

I followed them up the hill, panting. It was steep. When we finally made it to the top, Laurel and Holly looked like they were going to explode with excitement. What was so exciting about a hill on a tree? Then I saw it. What lay in front of me was a big blue house, volleyball courts, and cabins in the distance. Laurel looked at me, grinning from ear to ear. "Welcome to Camp Half-Blood." She said contently.