School. Just another way to torture innocent mortal children. Some of it isnt that bad, but sometimes it makes you want to hit your head repeatedly on a wall until you cant remember who you are.

"Miss Candelle?" snapped the thing.

"Yes, Mr. Harden? Do you need help solving a math problem?" i asked sleepily. I'm not the nicest student.

That remark got a lot of 'ohhhhhs!' from the class.

"No, but maybe you'd like to solve the question on the board, miss smart ass." he snapped once more.

"Sure," i replied casually. I glanced at the board. Its got to be the easiest math problem ive ever seen.

(2x)(2+3+4x)

Gods.

"It's 4x + 6x +8x squared, duh," i said, rolling my eyes. The class laughed.

"Well, go back to your nap then. I'm sure you wont have any troubles on the quiz i will be giving you tomorrow, then," he glared. The class made very defiant sounds of disagreement. Some even muttered curses towards me, but no matter.

"Well, seeing as i already know what's going to happen tomorrow, i think ill just leave you to your class," i sighed, picking my stuff up off the ground and grabbing my binder from my desk top.

"Oh, and on your way out, don't forget to make a drop in at the office, young lady." he said in a disappointing tone while handing me a yellow detention slip.

I smiled as i plucked it from his hands,

"Gladly. I'm sure that the vice principle would love to hear about you calling me a smart ass. Wanting to get the boot, are we Mr. H?" i asked, leaving his jaw on the floor as i exited the class room and walked down the hall with a smile on my face.

It took me a moment to be aware that someone was following me, i didn't realize it at first.

"Hello," i spoke without turning my head.

"You really shouldn't do that to your poor teacher, he really thinks you have potential," the voice chided.

"How did i know it was going to be you?" i sighed.

"Not sure, lucky guess?" they asked, falling into step beside me.

"Go away Ethan," i groaned.

"But i like it here, its a nice school," said the son of Nemesis.

"It's my school, now leave. You're annoying me," i growled.

"Come on, Molly, you can't still be mad about the hole prank war last year, it was only a little hell-hound!" he teased.

"Don't bring that up," i snapped, trying not to have flashbacks of that embarrassing encounter at three in the morning.

"Touchy subject..." he said, raising his hands in the universal sign of surrender.

"Leave before im forced to kill you," i said, under my breath. Surely i could take on Ethan. It wouldn't be that hard.

"Putting up a tough front for a daughter of Aesa (personification of destiny), are we Molly?" he asked cockily, raising an eyebrow.

Oh he did not just bring my mother into this.

I was seriously about to tell him to go to Hades, when i got interrupted. Man i hate being interrupted.

"Molly!" called a guys voice, echoing down the hallway. A guy id know if i only saw his sun bleached hair in a crowd. I smiled.

"Hey Lee, what's up?" i asked, turning around to face the blonde hair, blue eyed boy. Instead of seeing the usual carefree, happy kid i usually see around school, his face looked concerned.

"I need your help for a moment, you can come too, Nakamura," he called, halting in the hallway, but only for a brief moment.

"What's wrong with my first name?" complained Ethan.

*I might want to explain; Lee and Ethan don't get along all that much. All because of that stupid prank war between my brother and Ethan last year. See, my brother Austin pranked the Hermes cabin, then they pranked back, so it went on for a while, and then they requested the help of Ethan for one of the pranks. So, one night, when everything was going fine, they stuck a hell-hound in our cabin. Or course, me being me, i tried to fight the thing to get rid of it. And i did, but not before half the camp was outside our cabin, trying to figure out what had happened.

That's where Lee comes in. In the midst of trying to fight the thing, it tossed me around the cabin a few times, earning me a concussion. After Chiron punished the entire Hermes cabin, Ethan, and my brother (Ethan had ratted him out for putting glue in all the toothpaste and shampoo in the Hermes cabin.), the campers left, deciding that there was no more action to be seen.

Chiron sent in the top healers at camp to get me to the infirmary before i had brain damage from the concussion, and that's how i fell for Lee.*

"I don't like it," countered Lee bluntly.

"Then I'm not helping," he decided stubbornly. I rolled my eyes and dropped my binder and school-work into the nearest recycling bin -hey, im recycling! I'm not all that bad. I walked towards Lee, all the while trying to remember where i had stashed my pencil box full of weapons. I looked around for a quick minute before remembering that i hid them somewhere no other person would dare go: The principles office.

Don't ask how i got them there, because i can hardly remember its been that long since I've needed them.

"I need to go to the principles office," i commented.

"That was ... random," stated Lee, a confused look on his face.

"Not as random as you think," i muttered as i ran towards the door that read 'Principle Mackenzie'. I looked around the halls for a moment before opening the door quietly. The only people around were Ethan, Lee and I.

You might think im insane for opening the door of the principles office without asking, but the principle's never even in her office. Bonus for us kids who love to vandalize things. Or a good place for hiding things, in my particular case.

Once the door was open, i walked in calmly and towards the trophy shelf that held all of her old dancing trophies. Principle M was pretty cool, and i actually liked her, so she never really gave me any major punishment for any 'mouthing off' I've done to teachers in the past. Oh the good times.

I slid open the glass and pulled on her gold hip-hop trophy from the world championships, 1997 in Germany. A panel slid open in the shelf just beside the trophy.

Lee and Ethan watched in amazement as i pulled out a shiny purple pencil box.

"Crayons? We're wasting time to get your crayons?" criticized Lee. I turned my head to glare at him as i opened the box.

"Actually, we're wasting time to get my stash of demigod stuff, Lee," i snapped.

He may be a good boyfriend, but he sure can be annoying.

"Sorry," he grumbled. I just turned my head back towards the trophy case and shut the panel, then slid the glass back into place.

"Now, what do you need our help for?" i asked Lee as we walked down the halls of the school towards the front entrance.

"Found one, just outside the entrance to central park. He's sleeping on one of the benches. I doubt the mortals even noticed him. Possible son of Athena," he said, filling me in on the situation.

"So why do you need our help?" i asked, gesturing to Ethan and myself.

"He's ten,"

My heart sunk. A ten year old? Really? Already brought into the world of demigods. How sad is that?

"Oh, so that's why you need me," i realized.

"You're better with kids then i am, Molly."

"Yeah, i bet, he'd probably think you're a pedo or something," scoffed Ethan. In an instant, Lee had Ethan pinned down to the pavement.

"What did you call me?" he asked through barred teeth. Ethan looked at me for help, but the only thing i could do was look away. This wasn't my fight.

"Nothing. I didn't call you anything," he growled, obviously not happy that he was being over-powered by Lee.

"That's what i thought," he spat at Ethan. He stood up, looking around. People were starting to stare.

I hadn't realized how tightly i had been holding my pencil box until my knuckles started turning white. I loosened my grip.

"You can leave, if you want, Nakamura. I really don't care," he snapped, taking my hand and leading me down the street towards central park.

I swear i heard Ethan mutter something like 'you don't even know, Fletcher.' but thought nothing of it.

For ten minutes we walked in silence before we got to the entrance of the park.

His hand suddenly pointed to a little black figure lying on the bench nearest the entrance. The little black figure had light curly blonde hair that looked like it hadn't been cut in a while.

As we got closer, the figure started moving. Lee motioned for me to wait a moment, and then went and crouched down in front of the kid.

At first, the boy seemed scared by Lee, but after a while, he waved me over. I walked towards the bench, and when i got there, i crouched down beside Lee.

"This is Henry, he's ten, and he loves watermelon flavoured candy," said Lee, introducing him to me. I smiled sweetly.

"Hey Henry, im Molly, im 15 and i love watermelon flavoured candy too!" i said in a overly excited voice. He smiled.

What can i say? I'm good with kids.

"Why don't you come with us, Henry and we can go buy some watermelon candy?" asked Lee, giving him a big smile. Henry thought about it for a minute, but decided to come with us anyway.

As we walked through Manhattan, Henry told us more about himself.

His dad lives in Boston, but doesn't really like him all that much, he told us. He's lived on the street's for about a month now, just getting by, but he doesn't seem to mind.

He seems like a happy go-lucky kid who couldn't have a care in the world. And then he got to the part about how a poodle attacked him yesterday, and then ran into a rock in the park. He figured that the park would protect him, so he found the bench, and fell asleep for the night. I guess people left him alone, because he was so young, and they found it partially sad that he was on the streets. Whatever kept anybody from harming Henry, gave Lee enough time to find him.

I think that his mother might be watching over him, personally. We're quite sure that he's a son of Athena, being that he looks exactly like all the others at camp. The same curly blonde hair, the same 'storm grey eyes' as people like to describe them, and the same intelligent tone.

After about half an hour of walking, and two bags of watermelon flavoured gummies, Henry decided that he'd come with us to a 'special camp for people like us' as Lee described it.

I really loved this side of Lee. I didn't get to see it much though, since he didn't like to act like this at school. His 'friends' were all the popular guys, of course. But i knew that he didn't like them all that much, he just wanted to survive high-school as much as the rest of us. Oh well.

Lee and i decided we should make a pit-stop at the empire state building before calling Argus to come pick us up, Lee wanted to talk to his father about something, and i wouldn't mind seeing my mother again. She doesn't even have a throne, but she's got a very small temple, where she spends most of her time on Olympus.

As we walked, Henry kept asking us where we were going. We told him we were going on a field trip. He was excited. Too bad we couldnt bring him up with us, its against the rules.

When we walked into the lobby, i walked towards the front desk while Lee bought Henry a souvenir from the gift shop (A/N: I've never been there, so I'm just guessing there is one). I waited at the desk for a few moments because the dude was on the phone, but when he hung up, he just looked at me.

Oh, must be a new guy.

"May i help you?" he asked politely.

"Uh, yes, i was wondering if you had a key?" i asked awkwardly. I wasn't sure that he knew what was going on up there, yenno?

"A key for what?" he asked. Oh, so he didn't know.

"Never mind. May i speak to Lou please?" i asked, hoping he'd know who Lou was.

Lou was the regular desk guy, a son of Hermes working for his dad.

"Lou's not here today, I'm filling in for him today, sorry. I can get my manager, though," he said, pointing to a door behind him that says 'manager'.

"That'll work," i said, giving him a sweet smile. He sighed and got up from his comfy looking chair. While his back was turned, i bent over the desk, and found the tiny little Omega hidden from mortal eyes. I pushed the omega and out popped a gold key-card like one you get from a hotel. I grabbed it and motioned to Lee just as the door opened.

Lee ran to my side, leaving little Henry in the care of the souvenir shop owner (after paying him twenty bucks, may i add) just as the manager opened the door. The guy talked to him and motioned backwards towards me, the manager smiled and laughed when i waved the gold key-card and ran towards the elevator. That was George. Everybody knew George.

Once the elevator was going up, i rested against the back wall. Lee walked towards me and caressed my cheek. His arms went around my waist and i leaned my head against his chest. He smelled like a mix of chocolate axe, and watermelon candies.

"I've missed you," i sighed, my voice garbled by his green sweater.

"I've seen you everyday of the last three months, how could you miss me?" he asked.

"I missed the real you Lee," i said.

That left him stumped for a moment or two.

"It's not like you haven't changed either," he stated after a few minutes.

"I know. I don't want us to change, though."

"Hmm. Me neither." he agreed.

We stayed like that in silence until the elevator binged, and then the doors opened, revealing Olympus.

Now you'd think that's I'd be really annoyed carrying around a pencil box full of weapons all day, either that, or people would think im crazy, but it actually wasn't that bad. You see, the bright purple pencil box turns into a bright purple backpack, which im incidentally not afraid to carry around. As we walked through Olympus, my backpack kept getting heavier and heavier, so i stopped for a moment, and unzipped it.

I had to laugh.

Lee looked at me like i was losing it. All i had to do for an explanation was pull out the two bright pink wrapped boxes. I gave the one addressed to Lee, well, obviously to Lee. And i took the smaller one addressed to myself.

"On three?" he asked, a wicked smile growing on his face.

"On three," i agreed, smiling for what felt like the first time in ever.

"One, two, three," counted Lee. And on three, we both ripped off the hot pink wrapping paper, and opened the white boxes.

I think we also blushed on the same count. Oh gods, Aphrodite, why must you like us so much?

My box included a CD, Hedley to be exact. A bottle of Victoria Secret lotion (the one that smells like heaven too!), lavender scented massage oil, and some ah, 'pyjamas'. I was confused.

"What's yours got in it?" asked Lee, trying to control his blush.

"Uh, some body lotion, massage oil, a Hedley CD, and a pair of pyjamas. Yours?" i asked, still trying to figure out what Aphrodite was trying to tell us.

"A blue sweater that says 'For the nights i can't remember' on the back, a pair of gold boxers, some chocolate axe spray, and a note,"

"What's the note say?" i asked, curiously.

"Well, it says,

Dear Lee,

i hope you understand the full potential of the gifts I've given you and Molly. Use them wisely.

Love,

Aphrodite."

"What the Hades is that supposed to mean?" he asked after finishing reading the note.

"I've no idea whatsoever. If we run into Aphrodite, we should ask. Now, how long did you pay that souvenir shop person to watch Henry?"

Mwuahahaha, chapter one is finished! And, well ... beginning kinda sucks, but i really wanted to Ethan in this story, cause i personally love him. So yeah.

~gottaloveLeoV