The music pounded as Connor Stoll waded through people at the best most mental house party of his life. The police had stormed a different house each time, and every time they'd run out the back garden and jump to the next house. He looked, his vision blurred by booze and maybe a little pot, he couldn't find the girl he was about to go and find a quiet place with before he needed to go for a piss. Some guy slammed into him from behind, knocking his drinks out of his hand, "Hey, watch it" he growled

"What did you just say to me" Connor looked up to the speaker, like literally looked UP, he was about six foot five and packed in muscle, Connor gulped.

"I said, 'watch it'" Connor said again, the tequila shots making him a little too brave,

The guy shoved him with one hand, Connor looked up from his position ass down on the floor and saw the guys pupils were huge, Fuck, he's been taking chemicals, Connor thought, he picked up a bottle of some unknown liquid next to him, took a quick slug for courage, the strong drink burned in his mouth and briefly brought him back to his senses as he brought the bottle down on the overly big teens knee joint.

The guy roared and went down, clutching at his knee. Connor gently picked himself up, looked down at the guy, kicked him in the stomach and walked away, eyeing the girl he was planning to pull tonight, he got up to her and kissed her on the neck,

"Hey" She drawled in an annoying voice, Connor didn't really care though, his system was so full of alcohol he'd kiss a tiger right now. She leaned in and attempted to whisper seductively in his ear, which didn't work to well for a person who held similar vocal chords to the Janice from 'friends' "You want to go upstairs and I'll show you what a good time really is?"

Connor held out his hand and was being led up the stairs until someone grabbed his other hand and pulled him in the opposite direction. He turned around and looked at Travis, who seemed worryingly excited. So he let his brother drag him out of the party.

"What the hell bro?" Connor asked angrily "Mega cock-block"

"Pack your bags Connor" Travis said excitedly "We're going to LA"

"What the flying fuc-" Connor was cut off by the blaring music from Travis' radio as he sped home to pack.

The sound of cars woke Katie Gardner that morning. She groaned and practically fell out of bed, and gently picked herself up from the floor, attempting to untangle herself from a mass of bed sheets. It was a Monday morning; this behaviour was pretty unusual for Katie. Katie loved mornings, and weekdays, she loved to go out early on a Monday morning and tend the garden. But there was no garden here, there were only cars. Now it's not that Katie didn't like cars, in fact she loved driving, but she hated cities, and that's exactly where she was, the worst of the cities was of course LA, and that was, naturally, where she was. And the only thing worse than LA, was a school in LA, which was of course, exactly where she was going this not so fine Monday morning.

Katie looked in the mirror as she popped a paracetamol and some other weird pills for various things that she should probably find solutions for. Katie looked in the mirror, decided her bed hair looked acceptable after she smoothed it down with her hair. She looked at the tiny supply of makeup she owned, decided she looked better natural, either that or she couldn't be bothered and didn't care. She thought for a second and decided it was definitely the latter. She walked over too her wardrobe, didn't really look at the clothes she put on, and started to gently tend to her plants, half her room was covered in them, it was the compromise between her and her dad for having to move out of the farm two years ago.

She walked down stairs, picked up a sandwich from the fridge, picked up her bag and her books and started the walk to school. She openly groaned at the sight of the place, another year of wishing she was at camp and being ignored by everyone, fending off bullies and being judged by sluts and Atlantic City's future hookers.

She roughly shoved her stuff in her locker, nodded and briefly said hey to a girl who was kind of her friend and went straight to homeroom as she couldn't be bothered to socialise this early in the morning. She sat down on her own and waited, as the bell rang her classmates surged into the room, chatting about stuff she didn't really care about, she dazed out and started thinking of camp, the smell of strawberries practically wafted into her nose, her little vision seemed perfect, her and her siblings gardening, Travis tied up in the corner, so he couldn't do anything. Then she realised she smelt strawberries because the schools bitch in all of her strawberry shampoo glory was stood in front of her, hands on hips, they couldn't go near the face in case it damaged the snowdrift of makeup that covered her face.

"Hey garder" she practically spat, "I hope you plan to stay out of our ways this year" her friends huddled around her.

"Hey Drew" Weird right? She wanted to slap Drew one and Drew two the same amount, but doing either would be bad for her, "And did I do anything other than that last year? Cause if I did, I want you to know, it was completely deliberate" Katie smiled at them, her faced etched in fake niceness.

"Well I thought I'd let you know" Drew 2 started to walk away, then turned around, her fake sweet smile a snarl "Also, if Tyler shows any interest in you, I want you to be blunt to him, you get that fuck face? Blunt and horrible"

"Of course, now tell me drew, did you spent as long on your makeup as you did trying to get rid of your HIV, or was it longer?" Katie said calmly while texting.

Drew spat at her, which Katie narrowly dodged and calmly sent a text message to Annabeth

Set up a rescue mission for me, location: school. Monsters: Drew Tanakas clone. Demigods required: Army. I will actually love you forever.

"Katie?" A male voice said and she looked up, Praying to see Percy Jackson, behind him a small army of demigods. The reality wasn't quite as good, but it wasn't bad either. Tyler was stood in front of her, pack of gum extended. He was one of the hottest boys in our grade, with his short at the sides long on top blonde hair, and wiry muscle. Eyes followed him everywhere he went. However, he wasn't a massive prick like most hot guys. Tyler was ridiculously sweet, he was the first to wrap you in a hug if you were crying, or to carry you home and not take advantage if you were drunk. He was also Drews next target, Katie took a piece of gum and smiled at drew while she did.

"Cheers Tyler" She smiled while popping it in her mouth "How's your summer been?"

"Yeah it's been good, yourself?" he said, slipping a piece of paper on her table

"Eventful yeah" She said, having a brief flashback of her not so holiday to mount Olympus in Greece.

"See you round Kate" he said, walking away as the teacher came in, she opened the note under her desk,

Text me? I'm sat next to drew in all my lessons and my teachers are all pricks, could use a laugh

*Cell phone number*

Katie briefly waved the note at a scowling Drew and said yes to her name when it came up on the register. She half listened to the teacher babbling on about some electives and two new students a knock on the door woke everyone up. The guy walked in through the door and had a hushed conversation with the teacher while a text came through on her phone from Annabeth,

Sorry katie, no can do, too busy teaching Perce math. Btw, something's happening today that you're going to kill me for not warning you about, later, bye.

Katie looked up, confused from her text and saw the guy turn around,

"Hi, my names Travis Stoll, I think I've finally found the right room" he said

Soooooooooo, new story, what does everyone think?

I don't own rick riodan or any of his stuff, if i did i wouldn't be writing this, id be too busy being rich