This is my first ever PJO Fanfiction, and I am so excited to get started!

ALSO, I do not own any of the PJO characters nor have I written the books/movies.

The main character is OC.

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Chapter One

The name's Estelle. Estelle Lawson . I love my name for two reasons. One, it's french for 'star'. Two, it is extremely unique. When I was younger my mom would tell me my future was in the stars. And like the stars, my future would be bright and beautiful. I believed her. Yet, I've always felt out of place. All my life I've grown up thinking I was meant to be some else. A different person. Because that's exactly what I am. Different. And I emphasise on different. I'm currently 16 and 5'7. I have long dirty blonde hair, deep blue eyes, and a fierce personality. I grew up with my parents in Tennessee, in a small town called Fairville. My school has about 1,000 kids, and I have one true friend out of all the students. Hana is the only person who can keep me sane. We became best friends freshman year, and ever since we've been unstoppable. Hana and I had all summer to plan our Junior year. This year was going to be different. It was going to be spectacular. Or so I thought.

"Estelle, wake up, it's the first day".

The sunlight poured through the window, and my eyes fluttered open.

"Stell, hun, you gotta wake up," repeated my dad, as he knocked on my door.

"I'm up," I mumbled as I gathered up the courage to recognize that today was the day.
I pushed myself out from under the soft covers, and thought about how everything was going to play out. The closet doors flew open, revealing numerous dresses that awaited to be modeled.
Of course, I chose the blue one. Which ever dress had the most resemblance to my eyes was the best choice. The fabric clung to my hips and elegantly fell right above the knees. After, I slipped on some short nude heels, instantly feeling pleased. I had curled my hair the day before, so now I had loose curls waiting to be played with. Perfect for twirling, wink wink. I'll admit, I have a somewhat flirty personality. I brushed my teeth, applied a little makeup, and grabbed my book bag. As I made my way downstairs, the smell of coffee wafted into my nose. The Lawsons don't eat breakfast, solely coffee. I entered the kitchen to find my mom and dad. Dad works in a communication type company. I'm not really sure what he does, I just know that he's in charge. He stood over his laptop, making some last minute adjustments to what looked like an email. He's tall, with messy hair similar to mine. My mom handed him a cup of black coffee, and then continued to pour creamer into hers. She has brown hair, cut in a neat bob and a flowy black dress hanging to her sandals. Later in the morning, she would become Principal Lawson, and trust me, she is not the kind of principal you want to pull pranks on. I grabbed the creamer and started to drizzle some into my travel mug, along with three tablespoons of sugar. I never said I was the healthy type.

"Are you ready," asked my mom, as she continued to check emails on her phone.

"Eh, depends on your definition of 'ready'."

"You'll be fine," said my dad, giving me a reassuring look.

"Hey, tonight come straight home. Your father and I have something we need to talk to you about," said my mom.

I looked at her and her eyes filled to the rim with anxiety. She glanced at dad, as he quickly made eye contact and nodded.

This is weird…

"Okaaay."

I felt a buzz, and realized my phone was vibrating. Looking at the screen, a text gleamed at the top of the notifications.

Hey, here. -Hana

"Alright guys, gotta go," I said while grabbing my coffee and bag.

"K, please be careful."

"Love you."

"Love you too."

I ran out to my car and saw that Hana was already sitting in the passenger seat. She lives across the street with me, in the neighbouring house. We like to carpool.

"Hey," I blurted, as I threw my bag into the seat behind me. My hand landed on the coffee cup.

Gulping caffeinated heaven was the only way I would be able to function this morning.

"Hey," she replied.

We continued to gossip and talk about how this day and the following year would be, as we made our usual route to school. While pulling up to the student parking lot, I noticed a thick fog covering the school.

Huh, that's weird

After pulling into our assigned spot, we grabbed our stuff, and made our way to the entrance.
Suddenly, a strange feeling came over me, but I couldn't figure out why. The gym doors opened and kids piled in, hoping to get a good seat. The school year always began with a big pep rally to show school spirit. But to me, it's the tackiest thing ever. Hana and I grabbed seats at the bottom of the bleachers, so we could get to class quicker. For a second I felt like I was being watched. The school's colors were painted on the floors and walls -blue and red- and two new basketball nets hung from the hoops. My eyes landed on a boy, who was sitting on the opposite side of the gym. He had blue jeans on and an orange t-shirt, but I couldn't quite make out what it said. Camp, Camp something. His brown hair was all messed up and dazzling grey eyes glared back at me. To be honest, I wasn't even sure if he went to this school. The urge to go talk to him became stronger, but then the principal's voice came over the mic.

"HELLO STUDENTS, WHO'S READY FOR A NEW SCHOOL YEAR!"

Hana scoffed and turned to some other girls. I heard a couple "not me"s and "no thanks". I looked back over to where the boy was sitting, but he was gone.

Weird, hot guys just don't disappear.

"GAARRRRRRRRR, WE WANT THE STAR."

What the hell?

I turned and turned, looking for the source of the noise but saw nothing.

"What's wrong," asked a concerned Hana.

In disbelief I replied, "You didn't hear that?"

"Noooo," She said while giving me a weird look.

"Okay, uh, I need to go to the bathroom."

"K."

I walked quickly so I wouldn't annoy the students for being in front of them. I walked towards the doors to hallway. That's where the nearest bathroom was. The handles of the doors clicked as I shut them behind me, stepping into the hall. The dim lights flickered, sending a chill up my spine.

This isn't creepy.

I heard footsteps, and what I was about to see next would change my life forever.

"There she is."

I spun and found two really crazy people looking at me. Both with only one eye. Right in the centre of their faces. One was a girl and the other was a boy. They both had palish skin, brown hair and were probably about 6'3. They lumbered toward me and stopped when they were about ten feet away. I stared in awe.

This isn't real. It has to be a costume.

"We've been looking for you," said the girl, as she inched closer, her eyeball blinking rapidly.

I backed away, trying to decide if I should make a run for it. But if I did, where. Slowly, trying not to make it noticeable, I glanced around, trying to find a place to make a break for it.

" Don't try to run, darling. You won't escape," the man said with a sneering tone.

"Who are you people," I asked, as the wall behind me became dreadfully close.

"We are your worst nightmare," the man slurred as he raised his hands, mimicking an ugly bear.

The woman threw the man a nasty look,"Ned, I told you not to use that line, it's lame."

"No it's not, Karen, it's scary," but he continued to look offended.

"Either way, you're coming with us," Karen spat.

"Over my dead body."

Ned raised an eyebrow, "We can arrange that."

Before I could say anything, two bronze swords emerged from the stomachs of my captors. They instantly turned to a shimmery dust, then evaporated into thin air. All I saw was the grey eyed boy, holding two gleaming swords. I watched, as he placed them in their personal holsters, on both sides of his hips.

He walked toward me, "Are you okay?"

"I don't know," my feet felt shaky, then again, everything did.

"It'll be okay, my name's Eric."

My head was swirling and everything was starting to go dark.

"I- I'm Stell."

I felt my body start to fall and he caught me, wrapping his arm around my waist. Everything went into slow motion, and I gazed into his grey eyes. He gently grazed my forehead as he pushed a hair from out of my eyes. He gave me a sweet smile and picked me up.
"Nice to meet you Stell, let's get you to Camp," he said as he continued to carry me, as if I were a precious jewel. And with all the conciseness I had left I muttered one last thing.

"You're cute."

Then everything went black.