I am Jason Grace. I don't know who I am.

Everybody thinks they know me. Some people think they can write books about me. I'm a superhero. I'm uptight. I'm perfect.

I hate it when people say that I'm perfect. I'm not. Not at all. I've made so many mistakes, mistakes that have cost the lives, or were about to cost the lives, of so many people. Maybe I can put on a good mask- everybody can, at some point of time- and make people think that I'm perfect. I can make people think that Jason Grace is the perfect hero. He looks perfect and he can make the best decisions. He's the best person to have as praetor, or commander, because he'll get everything done.

People always put pressure on me. They trust me; I'm their last hope, the only ray of sunshine. I'm the one who makes the decisions at the end of the day. I'm the one who almost restored Rome to its former glory.

But you know what? I'm not. I make mistakes like every living thing. I wake up in the morning sometimes with a bad hair day. And I bet none of you have ever come close to my girl troubles. Reyna and Piper are so confusing… Whoever I choose, I'd be hurting one.

That's what I thought, at least, before Reyna told me that she wouldn't find love in a demigod. Then I knew that I belonged with Piper.

Now I have a bigger choice to make. Greek, or Roman.

I have no idea. I believe I'm Greek. Thalia and Piper think I'm Greek. And I love Greece, I really do. The thing is, Greece doesn't really… Trust me as a leader. I think I should be happy with that, right? No more responsibility. But no. I need responsibility, I need the feeling that I'm wanted. Greece has Percy as a leader. Rome doesn't. Well, they do have Frank, but Frank needs time before he becomes an actual leader. In that time, I can go back to leading Rome. I'm pretty much worshipped over there.

But in Rome, people can't look past my mask. They think I'm perfect; Born a Roman, Bred a Roman. I am. But what's next?

I don't know.

I am Jason Grace. I don't know who I am. But maybe I can figure it out.

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Well, I'm freaking out before my volleyball tournament, so that happened. I know it's really short, but it's something, right? Please review!