OK well here it goes. This is my first fic, so idk, be supportive? Flames are accepted, but not totally bad ones where people just totally freak out at me. But I mean seriously, if you have time to freak out over a fanfic, then... well you get what I mean. But anyways, enough chitter chatter. On with the story!

Disclaimer: I do not own PJO. The lucky Rick Riordan does. But I bet you all already knew that. BUT I do own the other characters: Hallie, her mother, etc. MUAHAHA!


Chapter One: I get a suggestion

HALLIE'S POV

"Mom, I'm home!" I yelled into my new apartment as I threw my backpack onto the couch. Sheesh, there were boxes everywhere. See, we just moved into this new apartment in New York City from South Dakota. It had been a good first day at school, but still no new friends. I sighed, thinking about what a long year this was going to be.

"MOM!" I yelled again, grabbing some chips from the cupboard and a Monster from the fridge. It was almost summer, almost the end of the school year. Perfect timing on the move, huh?

My mom walked into the kitchen with a bath towel wrapped around her head. "Hey hon. How was your first day?"

"Incredible. First day as the new kid, almost summer, and absolutely no friends to hang out with. Fabulous."

"Aw Hallie, I'm sure it will get better. Just give it some time." My mom took the towel from her head, and her blonde hair came tumbling down. I took a look at it, wondering where I got my looks from for the hundredth time. I probably had gotten them from my father, but since he left when I was a baby, I have absolutely no idea what he looked like.

My mom and I have almost totally opposite features. She has blonde, straight hair, and I have black, wavy hair. She has hazel eyes, and I have green or blue eyes, depending on the light. She is very tall, and I am at an average height. Like mother like daughter.

All of a sudden, my mom's eyes brightened. "Oh Hallie, how would you like to go to a summer camp this summer! That would be perfect for you. You would get to hang out with kids your own age, and do tons of fun stuff. What do you think?" My mom looked at me with excited eyes, and I could tell that she didn't want me sitting around the house all summer watching Still Standing every single day.

"Well..." I said, thinking it over. "I guess so, what did you have in mind?"

"Well, I really didn't have anything particular in mind, but there is this great summer camp about 3 hours from here. It's called Camp Northwoods, and it offers pottery, swimming, archery, drama classes, hikes, and all sorts of other things. What do you say?"

"Alright, sounds good. When do I leave?" I asked, munching on my chips.

"Two days from now, the last day of school. I'll call them right away and reserve a spot for you." Mom smiled at me, and then walked away to make the call. I sat there eating my chips and drinking my Monster, thinking that maybe this summer won't be so bad after all.


Well I know that this doesn't sound like it has anything to do with PJO, but trust me, it will.. and were you surprised when I didn't say Camp Half Blood? Haha. But just hold your hippocami, I'll get to the rest of the story soon enough. Sorry it was so short, I'll try to make them longer next time. I just had an author moment and felt the need to stop it right there. And I know it's kinda cliche.. but whatteverr :P

Loves,

Shelby:]