This is not how real British people are like. I am British and I have never met someone like this so hope you enjoy.

Chapter 0ne

Percy's P.O.V (Saturday)

I was fine that morning, earing my Lucky Charms while starring out my window, which also led out onto a balcony. The sounds of cars driving by my flat, and lorries beeping their horns.

I was in my PJ's peering out into the New York City streets, when my house phone rang. That's when my life changed not knowing if for the best or the worst.

I stood up stretching, pulling my arms over my head and yawned.

I grabbed the phone and pressed the green phone symbol.

"Hello?" I yawned into the phone, walking back to my seat on my oak table.

"Hi son," I snapped awake at the sound of the voice, "I need a favour." I groaned

Knowing it would be something stupid.

"What do you want now," I asked irritated. My dad Poseidon hadn't called me for almost eight months and that was only to ask if I could go check on his company, the Poseidon enterprise. "It's a Saturday in the morning."

"Well… You know how I'm leaving to go to Germany?" My dad asked. I did not know he was going to Germany but I just said yes anyway.

"Well, it turns out I have a daughter and I am sending her over to live with you." He said in a rush.

"WHAT!" I yelled through the phone.

"Perseus, now I know it's-"

"Don't call me Perseus it's Percy!" I shouted. I hated that name.

"Percy-" he corrected. "You need to hear me out-"

"No I do not need to hear you out!"

"Okay, but she is mine, and that makes her your half sister so, you will hear me out." He said with a firm voice. I let him continue, "Her name is Elizabeth, she is fifteen years old, and her name is… I can't remember at the moment but she lost her mother and has no where else to go."

He hit a tender spot there; you see I always want to help someone it's like my weak spot. Another thing you should know about my dad is that he's a man whore. He goes around and just sleeps with everyone, that's how I was born.

"So she has to stay with you unless, she is sent to a foster home, and I know nether of us want that." Poseidon said, knowing he had won the argument.

"Fine when is she getting here?" I asked

"She's on a plane over her right now should be there in about three hours." He said in a casual tone.

"URGH!" I said then slammed the phone onto the receiver.

"Lets star tiding now then." I said to my self, and got to work.

Liz P.O.V

I felt terrible even before I found out about my 'long lost' farther and him telling me I was going to live with my supposed half brother in New York.

And now I was thoroughly pissed off.

I had to leave all my friends back in Britain and my school. But luckily I could get some of my clothes and my mothers' ring before… never mind.

Anyway I was on my way out of the plane, when a Toff barged pass me so rudely with his bag.

"Watch your self girly!" he yelled in my face like it was my fault.

I scoffed, but left it, because I was too tired. When I went to get my luggage from the conveyer belt, and luckily I spotted it right away, a turquoise suitcase with dark blue flowers on top.

I hulled it of the conveyer belt and dragged it off towards the exit and waited for my… half brother.

He was supposed to be here by 1pm and it was now 13:30,

It was cold and miserable and did I mention cold. In Britain it was not snowing, but over here there was snow everywhere, and not nice white snow, but slushy dirty dark grey snow.

"Bloody hell, why is it so Bloody cold." I said rubbing my arms to keep a bit warmer. Where was he?

I looked down at my phone and swiped the screen to unlock it, there it showed a picture of my mum and me on my bench swing under a pink blossomed tree.

I smiled at the picture, remembering the day. It was the springtime and we went to the meadow like we did every year, we didn't have enough money for a holiday or anything.

But it was our special little thing, just mum and i.

I swiped the screen to find the gallery icon and tapped it.

I looked at the picture of my half brother. He had Raven swept hair, like he had just gotten up from bed. Sea green eyes land nice tanned skin and me.

He was a Male version of me really, but my black hair is wavy.

I gave you looking and just sat down on my suitcase, and my hands on my chin.

Another ten minutes later someone tapped my shoulder and I looked up to see a raven-haired boy standing right over me.

"Hi are you Elizabeth?" The boy asked, "I'm Percy."

"Okay 0ne don't call me that it's Liz, secondly you look older than your picture-" I said showing him his picture, "And lastly your forty-seven minutes late!" I said giving him a glare.

"Well I'm sorry I'm late there was traffic because of the snow." Percy said, I looked at him then gave him a wave of my hand to signal him to continue.

"What?" He asked

"I asked you three questions, not one."

Sorry could you repeat them?" he asked rubbing the back of his neck. I sighed and just stood up and grabbed my suitcase.

"Never mind, where's your car?" I asked impatient.

"Over there." He said pointing towards a blue car (A/N sorry I don't know my cars). It looked nice. I walked towards it pulling my luggage behind me, it was a lot heaver than I remembered it being before, but I continued hauling it over to the car.

"Here let me help you." Percy said trying to take my luggage from me but I stopped him.

"I am not any damsel in distress, I can take my own luggage thank you very much." I snapped at him.

He put his hands up in surrender and opened up the boot. I hauled the suitcase into the back and then walked to the door and opened it up.

While Percy sat in the front.

"So your British?" Percy asked, was he serious, when I waited a little longer he gave me a look, which said 'well'. Dear god he was.

"No I am Italian, I just came all the way from Britain where I live because I wanted to." I replied sarcastically. But obviously Percy didn't get the sarcasm because he just nodded.

"No you plonker I am British, I was being sarcastic." I snapped at him.

"Oh." Percy said with realisation. "What is a plonker?"

Dear gods help me. "It means idiot."

"Oh… hey that wasn't very nice."

I just ignored him and placed my head phones in my ear, and Percy didn't speak another word until we got to his place.

Hey guy's thanks for reading,

I need to ask you a question:

-What classes should Liz be in?

and don't worry there shall be Percabeth.

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