So now that basically the entire Percy Jackson fandom now ships Solangelo because Rick gave them almost a page of interaction (seriously though he is the God of writing and making the best OTPs) I thought to write a Solangelo fic of my own. Because the thought of 11 year old Will having a crush on a 10 year old Nico is just too adorable for me not to write about. Just assume that for this that Will was at Camp Half-Blood during The Titan's Curse, I had to change some things around just slightly so this can make sense. Just reading this author's not makes me realize that us fans speak a language that is entirely our own. I just love that. This is my first Percy Jackson fic so I promise I will get better, no hate please.

Disclaimer- I do not own Percy Jackson, if I did then the movies wouldn't have sucked so much.

Chapter 1, Will

An 11-year-old boy with thick gold hair and bright blue eyes stared out the window while he rode on the school bus. His seat next to him was empty. The bus was loud, filled with elementary school kids, the back of the bus filled with 5th graders all screaming loudly or playing around, roughly.

The boy, Will Solence, looked down at his drawing of a girl with a bow and arrow, an image that had popped in his head, for an 11 year old he was a really good artist. A trait that would have brought him friends but he was generally disliked at school for being ADHD, dyslexic, and homosexual. Things that made his teachers fed up with him often and made his male peers uneasy. Will had his art and not much else. Will took out a light blue colored pencil and continued drawing the sky on the paper.

Another kid looked from behind his seat to look at Will's drawing, but unlike most of the kids who just left him alone, this one decided to pick on Will. "Hey Solence," said the kid, Will turned around, surprised that someone was talking to him. During school he was either drawing or working his brains out trying to concentrate on his work. Socializing wasn't exactly one of his hobbies.

"Who's the picture for? Your girlfriend? Oh wait, that's right..." the kid said it loud enough for the rest of the 5th graders on the bus to hear. Will was used to it, it had been going on since third grade when he confirmed his feelings and shared them, something he now wished he had shared until later on, maybe middle school. But it still made his blood boil when they made fun of him.

"Solence, try to read this." said a small blond girl slowly, she was wearing shorts that really shouldn't have been sold to an elementary school girls and a shirt that was blindingly pink. She held a paper that said in bold letters, LOSER. Will's ears turned red and his hands turned into fists. "Solence, can, you, read, this?" the girl emphasized each word. Will turned his head and prepared his response.

"Yes, I can read that, congratulations, you accurately described yourself in one word. And being dyslexic doesn't mean I can't understand spoken words." he said cockily. The girl's face turned red with anger.

"Ooooooh, burn!" said one or two kids. Will smiled at his moment of triumph, he had those once in a while, sticking their ignorance in the kid's faces was truly satisfying unless they complained to their parents.

The bus stopped, two kindergarteners and a third grader exited the bus and started walking home, Will was about to go back to his drawing but he saw something out of the corner of his eye.

When he looked again he couldn't believe what he saw. There were skeletons, they were walking, they had swords, and they were coming right for the bus.

"Do you see that?!" he practically screamed? The kids around him looked like he was a crazy homeless person who was waving a sign around that said "The World will End Tomorrow" while wearing no pants. "See what?"

"Th-the skeletons don't you see them?" His voice was growing shaky and squeaky and everyone sniggered.

Will breathing grew heavy, was he dreaming was he hallucinating, or was this an extremely elaborate and cruel prank? No, they weren't smart enough for that. The skeletons followed the bus; Will would be getting of in three stops.

One.

Two.

Three.

The second his feet hit the sidewalk, he ran. His house wasn't far away but there were at least five houses in between the bus stop and his house, the skeletons had managed to keep up with the bus, Will was more scared than he had ever been in his life. The skeletons were right on his tail.

As fast as Will ran the skeletons were faster, within minutes the back of his red t-shirt was being grabbed by a hand of bones. He squirmed out of his back pack and eventually his t-shirt. He ran faster and faster, the neighbors looked at him like he was crazy. Why can't they see them and whatever they see, why aren't they helping me? He thought. The skeletons were catching up, to his unbelievable unluckiness, he tripped. The skin on his back was scrapped on the sidewalk and started bleeding, but he was too scared to be hurt.

Will stared up at the skeletons from the ground, he didn't know what the skeletons would do to him but he knew for a fact that it would be painful. He closed his eyes, waiting for the strike to come.

"Hey, bones!" What?

A red-haired guy with goat legs and an orange t-shirt threw rocks at the skeletons, they fell apart in an instant. Will crawled away as fast as he could and picked up a stone from the ground and threw it as hard as he could at one of them, he managed to get it stuck in the ribcage.

The guy with the goat legs managed to get the last of the skeletons, he then turned to help Will up, Will stared at his legs.

"My name's Ethan, get your stuff, we have a lot to talk about."

Well that sucked, oh well. Thanks for reading, please review.

-TMC