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I ran down the hall and burst out of my school's front doors. It was the last day of school, and I don't like starting my summer by being trampled to death by 350 crazy kids.

"Oh well, at least I get to see Sarah today," I thought. Sarah was my long-time friend from the first grade. She goes to school in Connecticut, but she visits in the summer.

When I finally got home, I threw all my notes and books into the fireplace and watched them burn.

"Mwahahahaha!" I laughed like a maniac. It was so satisfying watching all my torture and suffering being destroyed. I might be crazy. Honestly, I don't care.

"Drake?"

I looked over at the front door. There was Sarah, standing with a duffel bag and a guitar case.

"Sarah!" I ran over to her and gave her a hug. (I don't want you getting any wierd thoughts. We're really good friends, okay?)

I took her duffel bag and guitar and showed her to the guest bedroom.

"So, Drake, how's it going? Anything interesting happen during the school year?" she asked as she sat down on her bed.

"Nope."

"Nothing?"

"Nope."

"Nothing interesting happened at school?"

"School's not interesting."

She laughed. "Hey, guess what."

"What?" I asked.

"I'm going to this camp here in New York."

"Oh." I was disappointed. I never see her during the year, and now that I do, she's going to camp?

"Don't worry! You probably can come to. My parents are going to ask yours."

"Awesome! What do we get to do?"

"Y'know, camp. We sleep in cabins, we can do archery, horse-back riding, capture the flag, canoeing, campefires, and stuff like that."

"Cool. When are we going?"

"Tomorrow, if your parents say it's okay."

I was so psyched. This would be awesome! All summer, camp! With Sarah! I couldn't wait!

The next day, I was all packed. I had my guitar, all my clothes, and, of course, my iPod. I never went anywhere without it. Music is my life. I like the classic rock bands from the 70s like AC/DC, Led Zeppelin, and KISS.

"Hey, Drake, can I talk to you for a sec?" Sarah took me to our back porch. She looked serious. "Drake, have you ever heard those Ancient Greek myths?"

"Umm, you mean like Ouranos, Theia, Zeus, them?" I responded. For some reason, (don't ask why) I was into Greek mythology and knew pretty much all of the gods and titans, even the ones my history teacher didn't know, and he's old enough to have been there when it happened.

"Yeah, but..." She looked confused, "Who was Theia?"

"Theia was a Titaness, mother of the Moon goddess Selene, the Sun god Helios, Eos, goddess of the Dawn."

"Oh. Well, yeah, them. I- Well... What would you say if I said all those guys from Greek mythology- if they were real?" She said.

"Umm, why?"

"'Cause they are."

"Sarah, are you feeling okay?"

"No, Drake, I'm fine, but-" She seemed agitated and stressed. "Drake, what did those gods go around doing in the old stories?"

"Disrupting the lives of mortals?"

"Having kids with them! But, they still do that. When a god or goddess has a child with a mortal, the result is a demigod, or half-blood. And I.. I'm a demigod."

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. All those textbook fillers, alive and real? That's not possible!

"Drake, the gods follow the Western Civilization around. Wherever the fire burns brightest, the gods go there. Right now, they're over America." She explained. "For example, Mount Olympus is over the Empire State Building."

"What?!" I laughed a bit. This was just all a big joke, but her expression said otherwise. "You're... You're serious, aren't you?"

"Yes."

"Wait... are you..."'

"Yes, I'm half-blood." She said quickly. "And you are too. Now come on, our parents are waiting." And she got up and left, leaving me wondering what the hell was going on today.

Sorry for the boring chapter, but I needed to get all the technical stuff outta the way. R&R please! Cookies to all! Hooray!