My life. Well it's a complicated story. It was kind of normal until I was 9. I went to school I came home from school, I had tea, did homework then I went to bed. I would then wake up and do exactly the same thing. It was amazing…ly boring, but at least it was safe. At least I was safe and secure, I knew what everything was, how everything worked, I basicly had a pretty good grip on life for a nine year old. Well when I was nine years old my mum and step dad took me away on holiday. We were going to New York for a week, I couldn't wait. We were going to fly there in an aeroplane and considering I had never flown before I was stupidly exited. I had no idea how disappointed I would be.

So any way when we were on the way to the airport I noticed my mum was shaking and she had gone really pale. I leaned forwards to ask what was the matter and I noticed my dad also look scared. 'What's wrong' I asked timidly

'Oh nothing dear' said Dad straightening up as if suddenly realising that he was shivering.

'I'm not stupid' I replied hoping that if I sounded like I knew what was wrong then they'd say something that gave it away. Mum said 'Its just flying you know because of your d-'

'D dangerous fear of flying' Dad interrupted nervously

'Yeah, yeah that's what it is' Said mum as she gave dad an apologetic look

'Well if you insist' I sighed sitting backing my seat. I was still suspicious of course but I was too exited thinking about New York to press the matter any further.

Once we arrived at the airport and had been through check-in and security and what ever else you have to go through at the airport, we headed for the little café to get some lunch. Mum looked awful now, I had never seen my mum scared before , she always seamed so strong and brave I couldnt imagine anything would scare her. It was weird that something as simple as flying could creep her out so much. Suddenly I realised I was staring and quickly looked away brushing some of my dark hair from bright, green eyes. Everyone always commented on my eyes, I mean I knew green eyes weren't exactly common but its not like people hadn't seen them before. Once when I asked mum why people always said this she replied 'because your eyes are beautiful and don't you forget that, even when all hope seams lost you eye's are beautiful, like the sea' and that was it. I never really thought about it again I had decided that having beautiful green eyes like the sea was a good thing and I was content with that.

Finnaly dad returned from the till, tray laden with burgers, chips and Coke. 'Honestly some people' he sighed slamming the tray down in front of me and mum. This seamed to awaken us both from our day dreams. 'What's wrong dear' asked my mum hart heatedly.

'There's people everywhere, and old couple pushed in front of me in the que and I mean I know there old and all that but its no excuse not to have manners.' he replied 'So then when I politly told them that I had infact been infront of them in the line they turned around and gave me the evilest look ever. As if pushing in the que wasn't bad enough, but acting the innocent one. I was not having it. So I left my place in the line and stood infront of them. Outragus' he concluded. I looked up from my coke and saw he was staring at me.

'What?' I said

'Your not bothered are you'

'Not really'

'Honestly Hallie'

'Well sorry' I muttered. Right at that minuet an old lady walked up to us. She was carriing a handbag and a cup of steaming coffee. 'Can I help you?' My mother asked politely.

'You have nerve coming over here' ranted dad with out the lady getting chance to say what she needed to say
'I was wondering if I could-'
'Oh so you want a favour now' Dad butted in
'Let the Lady speek Dave' scolded Mum

'I was just wondering if I could speak to you daughter a minuet' The old Lady announced

'YOU HAVE GOT TO BE BLOODY JOKING' Dad was standing now

'Why?' I asked. The old Lady looked at my Mum.

'Its about… I don't really know how to say it… You know'

'No I don't' I responded getting curious now

'She doesn't know' Mum joined in also now standing

'Well don't you think you should tell her now your taking her on a plane?' I could sence a hint of anger in the Ladys voice. 'I don't think that's up to you' Said mum also raising her voice

'I know what you seek in New York'

'No you don- One second how did you know we were going to New York?' My mums voice had gone all quiet again. 'There always where there going' sighed the old Lady

'What's she talking about?' I looked at mum wanting answers but she ignored me.

'What do you mean?' my Mum asked

'The lord of the sky has disgreed with the rest of Olympus. Do not take your child on that plane for she will be in his domain and may never come down. It doesn't matter who's child she is Zeus anger will prevail.' And with that she left.

'What was that about, Who's Zues?'

'Nothing dear, I think she was a bit confused' Replied my mum sitting down, she looked like she had tears in her eyes now.

After what felt like years of awkward silence and nervous glances mum decided it was time to go for the plane. We walked slowly towards the departure gate, mum and dad were obviously not very exited about leaving the ground.

'Its okay Mum' I said putting my hand through hers 'Its only an aroplane'

'I know dear' she sighed 'I know'.

We boarded the plane and watched the air hostesses do the safety guied which freaked me out, I mean the plane wasn't going to crash right? Finally the pilot announced that we were taking of in a few minuets.

'I want to get of' My mum whispered

'No mum, no you don't, were going to New York'

'No no you don't understand Hallie, its to dangerous' She was speaking hurridley.

'Mum its fine, its just an aroplane'

She didn't get chance to argyue back for at that moment the plane jerked forwards and began moving slowly down the run way. A jolt of exitment ran through me. This is it, I thought to myself, this is what I've been waiting for. The plane got faster, and faster, and faster until everything outside was a blur of colour. Then all of a sudden the plane tipped and we were flying, higher and higher into the sky. Up and up through the clouds and out the top. Words do not describe the view I saw before me. It was like we had left the world behind, every worry and problem we ever had was back in hethrow airport and we were in hevan. The gound was made of white fuff and the sky was the bluest of blues. We were soaring though the sky, a bird of metal.

It was a long flight and being an ADHD nine year old you can imagen that it want long before the incredible amazingness of the view wore off. I couldn't sit still, I felt like I was inside a tin can. I decided to go for a walk. I climed over a sleeping mother, then over dad who was reading a newpaper. I chose to go left first considering that was the hand I wrote with. It was a weird feeling walking… In the air. I could almost feel the wind in my face. Almost. Suddenly the plane gave a slight jolt and the seatbelt sign lit up. I raced back to my seat, unfortunately trippin over some old ladys foot in the process. One second it was the old lady from the café. The grabbed my arm and pulled my into standing posision. 'Its over child!' She cried

'What? What's over?' I asked

'Everything' She replied 'EVERYTHING' I stared to back of. She was wiereding me out.

'Its just turbulace' I said

'No child it's the anger of-' The plane gave another jolt. 'GO, GO BACK TO YOUR MOTHER' She screeched. I ran of back down the isle whilst the old Lady muttered away to herself about anger and the sky. 'MUM' I shouted as I slimbed back onto my seet 'MUM' I started shaking her awake.

'leave her alone hallie' Said Dad next to me

'but the planes going to crash, I need to warn her'

'Its just tubulance, now SIT DOWN' He was getting annoyed now so I did as I was told. 'Its okay' he said in a softer voice 'it'll be over soon, its perfectly normal' I nodded a response and sank back into my seat. My chat with the weird old lady had left me freaked out. What did she mean? Who was Zeus the guy she mentioned in the café? I knew the name from somewhere… Zeus… Of corse. Zeus from greek myths and stuff he was god or something and people made wiered saxrifises in ancient grece to him. Jees that woman must really have been confused. Suddenly the plane s topped shaking. The turbulence was over. I sighed a breath of relief. It was no big deal, just hot air as Dad was telling me.

We were four hours into the flight now and I wanted to die of bordem everyone else on the plane seamed to be asleep and there was nothing on the TV screens worth watching. I decided to order my 23rd drink since they were unlimited. I called for the air hostess, who arrived almost instantly, 'Can I have a coke please?' I asked

'Sure' She smiled and walked of the collect my order. I glanced out of the window but I couldn't see anything, I decided to climb over my mum to get a better look.

Not much had changed sicne my last look which was disappointing, it was still a couldy wonder land. I climed over my mother again back to my seat, where was this lady with my coke? I wondered. That's when I felt theplane shake again. There was a slight trembling like them weird vibrating chairs you get in massage places. Then without warning the plane started decending back to earth. 'What's going on' my mum was now sat bolt up right. 'I don't know' Said my dad looking confused. We tried calling for an air hostess but they didn't seam to be around. Suddenly the pilots voice crackled through the speakers overhead. 'Ladys and Gentlemen this is you pilot speaking. I am afraid we are having some err… technical difficultys so we have decided it would be for the best-' but the pilot never got ot finish his sentence, for right at that moment a louder more powerful voice sounded out through the plane. This was defiantly not coming from the speakers. 'You have entered my domain' the voice boomed 'You have disrespected me, Daughter of Poseidon' What was he talking about who was Poseidon and what was his domain 'I will cast your plane out of the sky unless you leave my domain in the next two minuets' The voice stopped. the piolets voice however did not resume, the plane simplily picked up speed as it headed downwards.

The next thing I remembered was being in a hospital bed in some weird country that didn't speek English. I also remember my mother being there she had said to me 'Its to dangerous for you now Hallie, you need to go, you'll be safe and when you arrive rmember the meaning of your name, it will answer many questions'

And that's how I ended up at Camp Half-Blood.