Okay, I REALIZE that I haven't updated in such a long time, but inspiration hasn't come to me lately...I promise to update more frequently now!..but take a warning now, I'm not going to struggle to make the chapters longer, so they will be fairly short. So...this is actually going to be a one-shot on how...stupid life can be. *WARNING* Fluff. Not my usual amount of fluff...it's legit FLUFF. So there :) And as always, Jeyna. Enjoy!

Reyna didn't get it. She just didn't get it. Why? She knew it wasn't right. He was already with that...girl.

It's not as if he would drop everything to spare one moment of his precious time to even say hi to his old friends...because everyone knows that's too much to ask of Jason Alexander Grace.

Reyna felt like screaming. No, she wanted to punch something. Her eyes darted around the room and she settled for a muffled scream into a pillow.

When she was finished..how did Jason say it-raging, she looked out her window and her eyes landed on the weaponry shed. Reyna rolled her eyes and smiled, laying back into a recumbent position.

"It's just as sloppily built as the first time...before Grace ruined it," she muttered to herself. Suddenly, she realized something.

The daughter of Bellona was actually beginning to do something she never did before-reminisce about the old times.

Usually, she had no good memories to recount. Her past life was usually filled with regret, pain, tears, and blood. Lots of blood.

That's how she thought of her past 16 years...as a lie. But now, she could actually see that sometimes, her life could be something else as well... an annoyance. Reyna managed a meek smile and rolled her eyes.

And her thoughts ran back to him.

Again, why him? It was an unexplainable event, like it just smacked her in the face and hopped away, leaving her to ponder every possible reason as to why it would hurt her like that.

"Ugh! I don't understand!" she yelled out in frustration at her wooden ceiling. Every single who, what, when, where, and why (especially why) was running deep inside her mind.

Why him?

She could literally think of twenty different reasons why it just wasn't right.
For one, he was irresponsible.

November 21, 2003

"So this is the Principia," Reyna proclaimed proudly. "This is where praetors have extremely important meetings...meetings about how to lead the camp." She couldn't help but smile when she finished her short monologue.

The eight year old wanted nothing more than to be able to wear that bright, royal purple robe...to sit in that huge, marble throne...to be up there with Cytherea, one of Camp Jupiter's current praetors.

That's what she was working to be.

Every day, she would fight to the best of her ability, even if her carefully thought out maneuvers were only going to be tested on a practice dummy.

Every morning, her bed would be made and she would already be done with her daily chores. Then, she would help out her friends with their duties. It wasn't because she was a kiss up.

She wanted to show the half bloods that she was responsible. She didn't want to be a consideration for the next praetor; she was the next praetor.

Reyna looked warily at the new boy who was, as Cytherea put it, the boy who would change everything. 'Unless he changed his diet,' Reyna thought, 'He won't be able to stand, much less change Camp Jupiter.'

No matter how lanky, dirty, unkempt, annoying, and/or...boyish this strange person was...he was a Roman half blood, and here, everyone belonged.

That was Reyna's alma mater, and it always has been. Being abused for a third of your life really makes a noble person out of you...and Reyna was just that.

Ok, so what if she could intimidate boys twice her age? So what if she's sent a couple kids to the infirmary after a light after breakfast duel? And So what if she didn't particularly like the boy she was ordered to look after? She was Reyna Leryn, and she would do it.

"Ok, so next, we have the weaponry shed." she planned to just fly by with her "grand" tour, but one word was all it took for that blonde boy to take off like a roadrunner towards the dilapidated brown shed.

He hopped inside enthusiastically and marveled at the numerous objects of defense. There were swords of every length, knives of every kind, shields of all types of magical substance, and jars of every possible dangerous chemical combination possible. It was a pubescent boy's personal haven.

"Wow." he breathed, walking inside, relishing the smell of rust and...fire. Reyna wrinkled her nose at the unusual odor and followed the boy farther inside.

The blonde boy looked over his shoulder and obviously something caught his eye, for he scrambled to the back of the room and clasped his hands over an opaque jar.

"I have a feeling this could be something familiar..." he muttered, rolling the jar around in his hands." Reyna cocked her head and examined the jar herself...it was pulsing faintly, and there was a strange green aura that circled the cap...Reyna widened her eyes.

"Hey, dude, don't touch that." she warned him cautiously. "Please, don't open it...HEY, IDIOT!"

"Yeah?" he asked, screwing the cap open. Unfortunately, he was a clumsy boy, and he accidentally dropped the jar in the process.

"NO! What did you do?" Reyna yelled, as tiles tumbled on her head. Dust obscured her vision and she coughed. Green flames engulfed the shed and she screamed.

Eventually, the smoke cleared, and there he was...covered in ash and looking at his torn up clothes like a wide eyed puppy.

"I told you not to touch that." Reyna growled, inching closer towards the boy.

"H-hey, I didn't know that fire could be green...or that dangerous..." he muttered, stumbling over a twig and tumbling to the floor.

"I'm sorry...hey, you know, my name's Jason, meaning to heal...ironic right?" Jason chuckled nervously and quickly scrambled to his feet.

"I didn't mean to ah...hey, it that a unicorn?" Jason asked frantically. Reyna resisted the urge to smack him and inform him that it was a Pegasus. Unicorns didn't exist.

"Sweet! A Unicorn!" Jason didn't appear to be listening to Reyna, so she pinned him back to the ground..with ease, she might add haughtily.

"That," Reyna said through gritted teeth, "was Greek. Fire. We don't touch Greek. Fire. Got that?" she spat out the word Greek as if someone stuffed Dakota's socks in her mouth.

The boy gulped and furiously nodded his head. Reyna, feeling accomplished in officially scaring the boy out of his wits, hopped off, knowing that he would follow like a lost puppy.

"Still though...how much time it'll take me to rebuild that shed and replace the weapons..." Reyna groaned and face palmed herself.

So there you have it! Chapter one..it'll get a lot more interesting later on. Yes, it IS multi chapter story, and all of the following events are true and are simply modified to fit the terms of a half-blood...but most of this (excluding this chapter...unfortunately, unicorns don't exist) is based off of true events. Okay, so..wow, I'm so awkward. I haven't talked to you guys in a while now! (Kevjumba reference anyone?)