Olivia's POV:
Hey, I'm Olivia White. I'm 16 years old, and am currently a junior. But the truth be told, I'm not exactly normal. No, I'm not mental, I'm a demigod. It sounds crazy, I know. You probably won't believe me, but the Gods and Goddesses of Olympus exists today. See, Mount Olympus travels along Western Civilization as do a lot of other things. It's currently in New York. As for me, it's dangerous to be so far away from New York. I'm a Greek demigod and it's not safe for us to be so far from Camp. This'll explain more.
Thirteen years ago…
"Mommy, who is that?" I asked pointing at the strange man I've never seen before.
"Honey, this is Ted. He's my boyfriend." She said.
"What's a boyfriend?" I asked.
"You'll understand in few years." She said.
"Okay. Where's daddy? Is he ever gonna come back?" I asked.
"No hun, he… Let's leave that story for another day." She said.
Two years later…
"Mommy, do you not love daddy anymore? Why are you getting married to a different person?" I asked.
"Hun, this is the best for right now. Your dad would have wanted this." She said.
"Okay momma." I said.
Two years later…
"Mommy, why do we live with him? All he does is eat and drink and lay on the couch watching TV and being disgusting." I said.
"Hun, you may not understand this now, but this is the best." She said.
"Mommy, that's what you always say!" I exclaimed.
"You'll understand soon." She said.
Year later…
My mom had died... She was in a horrible car crash on her way home from work... Does this mean I have to live with Ted now?
"Come on Olivia! We need to get you home in time for your nap!" Ted said.
"I don't take naps anymore." I said.
"You'll take naps if I tell you to!" he yelled. My life is the worst. It's not just that Ted's my legal guardian now; it's my whole life. I'm dyslexic and ADHD. I can't keep still in school, the letters of a word get jumbled around.
Five months later…
Ted is finally taken to prison. Police found out about him dealing with illegal drugs. I am finally out of his care! But, where does that leave me next?
"Ms. White, you will be sent to live with your grandmother in Arizona." The child security lady said.
"Okay." I said.
Two years later…
School field trips are the worst. Archery. It sounds fun but I know it's dangerous.
"Keep your eyes on the target. When you have your arrow where you want it to go, shoot." The instructor said. The ten of us who were shooting first, shot. I got it straight in the middle. Right on the dot. Everyone else seemed to be surprised at me.
"What?" I asked.
"Uh-oh…" I heard Derrick mumble quietly.
"What did I do?" I asked.
"Ms. White, come with me." Our teacher Mr. Kiwieax said.
I followed him to the small room behind the cabins in the archery area. He seemed to have disappeared.
"Another Demigod. Those Gods have been busy." I heard Mr. Kiwieax say.
"Where are you?" I asked.
"Young, naïve, you don't even know what you are, do you? I'll just have to take you to my lord." He said. I looked around and found him, standing at the top of the shelves.
"How did you-" I started.
"Olivia, catch!" I heard Derrick say from the door. He threw a small diamond ring at me. The diamond seemed like it was able to be removed from the ring. When I removed it, the ring had transformed into a bow and arrow, the bow having small diamonds placed on it.
"How did-" I started.
"Just follow your instincts." Derrick said.
I loaded one of the arrows into the bow and got ready to shot. Mr. Kiwieax turned into a hairy bird like thing.
"A fury." I heard Derrick said.
Following my instincts, I shot the arrow at Mr. Kiwieax. He turned into dust and just, vanished.
"What was that?" I asked.
"I'll explain later. But right now, I gotta get you to camp." He said.
"What camp?" I asked.
"You'll see soon. We'll contact your grandmother there." He said before pulling me out of the building.
"Uh- where are we going?" I asked.
"New York." He said.
"ARE YOU CRAZY? WE'RE IN ARIZONA FOR HEAVEN'S SAKE!" I yelled.
"Keep quiet! You don't want them catching your scent!" he exclaimed.
"What scent?" I asked.
"Your Demigod scent." He said.
"You can't seriously think I'm a Demigod. Those are myths about Gods and Goddess having affairs with mortals! Do you seriously think Gods are still alive?" I asked.
"Oh, I know they are. And we'll get to New York fast. Hopefully the mist will hide my legs. Uh- close your eyes for a minute." He said.
"Why?" I asked.
"Just do it." He said.
"Fine." I said shutting my eyes closed.
"You can open them now." He said. I saw that he took his pants and shoes off. Uh- this is unusual…
"Why do you have donkey legs?" I asked.
"Why does every Demigod ask that? It's goat! I'm a satyr!" he exclaimed.
"Whatever Derrick. And how are we gonna get to New York? It's on the other side of the country!" I exclaimed.
"You'll see soon." He said. He whistled and a chariot with a girl inside flew over.
"Right on time. We need to get her to camp. Fast." He said.
"Whatever you say Satyr." The girl said.
"Hey, I'm Renee, daughter of Athena." She said.
"Olivia." I said.
It didn't take us long to get to whatever the camp was. Usually, it would take hours to get to New York from Arizona but we only took one hour.
"Welcome to Camp Half-Blood." Derrick said.
This place didn't look like a regular camp. There were cabins in the shape of a U, archery field, sword fighting, you get the point by now.
"Let's go take you to Chiron." Derrick said.
Present day…
That's how my past has been. Camp in the summer, school in the other seasons. My dad is Apollo, you see. It's why my weapon is a bow and arrow. Anyways, today's the second month of high school. Let's see how it'll turn out. Oh, I hope I don't get detention or anything because of my ADHD… Well, that's what I think every day. Better do my mental checklist… Emily Dickenson poem book that's been translated in Greek Renee gave me, check. The cellphone I'm supposed to carry around to fake being a normal teenager, check. Gold Drachma's for Iris Message in emergencies, check. My ring, check. All ready.
School…
Wow, do I really have to have first period history? I'd rather skip it reading in the janitor's closet. Wait, that's what I'll just do!
I went into the janitor's closet, being careful to not make any noise, with an apple and the poetry book Renee gave me.
I started translating in English. "I am a nobody, who are you? Are you a nobody too?" I read. "You got that right."
Thanks to my ADHD, I knocked over some brooms making sound and landed myself into detention. Being a Demigod comes with a lot of challenges.
"The rules in here are simple, no eating, no drinking, no sleeping, no talking, no tapping, no texting, you break a rule, I add another day of detention. Are we clear? great." Ms. Reznick said to the five of us in detention. Well, you know who the five is or at least you should.
"Alright, I have decided, rather than let you twiddle your little thumbs for the next hour, we are going to put those thumbs to use. We're gonna clean up around here, we're gonna unpack, we're gonna turn this storage room into a music room. I mean, we might as well make the best of it, right? We've been banished to the basement. Did you hear that? Ooh, you know what, if they spent a fraction of what that gymnasium cost to keep this music program alive, I just-" M. Reznick paused. "That is it, that is it! I am gonna go give Brenigan a piece of my mind, and while I do, I want you to start cleaning up or something around here!"
"She can't make us clean! That's a cruel and unusual punishment!" Stella, the new girl, said.
"Welcome to high school." Charlie said.
"This school stinks." Stella said.
"Will you guys just be quiet and do what Ms. Reznick asked. I'm not getting another detention because of you people." Mo sighed.
We started making beats. A second after a second, we started making music and I started singing.
"That was so cool!" Stella exclaimed once we were done.
None of us realized that Ms. Reznick had come back. Well, at least until now…
"Oh, I'm really sorry, we just started to-" Mo started before she went back to her seat.
"I-" Charlie started but Ms. Reznick cut him off. Wen tried too, but she cut him off also.
"Let me think, I need to think, you, you," Ms. Reznick said pointing at me. I took that as a cue to seat back down in my seat. "Olivia, Olivia, you have a beautiful voice! Your band! It's a gift!"
"We're not a band." Stella said. My thoughts exactly.
"We don't even know each other." Charlie said. Another thing I agree with.
"You were meant to play together! It's, it's destiny! Come on, you don't have a moment like that and then just ignore it, people, they need to hear you. Show, that'll show Brenigan. That will show Brenigan! That's it! Rising Star! Rising Star!" Ms. Reznick exclaimed.
"Rising what?" Stella asked.
"Rising Star." Mo repeated.
"It's a talent competition." I said. Of course, I barely knew about it. It usually happens in June and I'm at the camp by then.
"Winner gets a record deal." Mo said.
The boys started making the theme song beat.
"So, what do you say?" Ms. Reznick asked.
Everyone passed. Now, it was my turn…
"So, Olivia, what about you?" Ms. Reznick asked.
"I can't sing." I lied.
"Uh- we just heard you sing." She said. Do I really have to make up more lies?
"That was nothing, I can't sing in front of crowds. Like on a stage." I said. I don't really have stage fright. I have to lie to get out of this somehow and if this means pretending to have stage fright, I'll do it.
"Sure you can!" Ms. Reznick said.
"No, I can't. The last time I sang in front of a crowd was in first grade and five minutes into Ba-Ba Black sheep, I threw up down Mikey Nichol's back." I lied. Well, it was technically true. My mom, Ted and I were visiting my gram and gram managed to convince her friend to let me sing, no matter how many times I declined.
"I remember that. That was hilarious." Wen said. Did I know him back then? I guess he could've been in the audience.
"I'm sorry, I really can't." I said.
"I guess that leaves me out right? Can't really have one man in a band. Unless you're thinking of a solo career which I'd be happy to consider." Wen said.
After that, detention was over. I am extremely happy to go home. Well, not extremely… School hides my scent better thanks to the gross cafeteria food but I'm more comfortable at home.
I still can't figure out if there are monsters at this school. If there was, they're doing very well keeping their covers. I'm pretty sure if there are though, they've probably already caught my scent. But then again, my scent isn't that strong…