Okay, so hey guys. My other story was a fail and I don't know if I'm gonna keep that one up. Maybe, maybe not. I like this plot whole lot better. Tell me what you think please! Hopefully chapter two will be up soon!
- Layla
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Katie woke up to the birds singing, the smell of flowers, and the sun shining through her window.
As well as screaming.
"Give it back! It was mine first!" A voice screeched. "No you dimwit! It's mine!" Argued another. "MOM!" The voices screamed in unison.
Katie sighed and slowly got up out of her ever-so-comfy bed. She trudged over to her dresser and pulled out a pair of jeans and a pretty green shirt. (With flowers of course.) Then she pulled on some worn and tattered converse, grabbed her bag, and walked out her bedroom door.
The sight that awaited her was unpleasing. Her two younger twin step-sisters were fighting over a Wii game, pulling each others identical blonde hair, stomping on toes, and their step mother, Jolie, wasn't doing anything like always.
"Eliza, Emily, stop." Jolie said, while filing her nails and not paying attention in the slightest bit.
"Jolie, shouldn't you be doing something about this? When seven year olds fight it tends to be messy." Katie asked, but of course she only got the usual shrug. Katie sighed and went to separate the girls.
"Guys, guys! Okay, why don't you just put it here on the table, go to school and then share when you get home. Play it together, and then you don't have to fight." The girls went quite, deciding what to do.
And then instantly went back to fighting.
"Not like I expected anything different." Katie mumbled to herself. She then walked down the hallway and towards the stairs, where Jolie was sitting in a chair that Katie accidentally bumped into.
"Katie, watch were your going!" Jolie snapped, and then seeing that Katie's father, Peter, was emerging from their bedroom, she changed tones immediately. "We wouldn't want anyone falling down the stairs, would we?" She asked Katie with a fake smile.
"No, we wouldn't," Katie replied," And we wouldn't want anyone run over with a lawn-mower, but it looks like you've already suffered that much." She added, with a smug smile.
"Peter! Tell this daughter of yours to watch her tongue around her elders!" Jolie complained to her husband.
"Katie, give your step-mother some respect." Peter told Katie.
Katie just nodded, sighed and continued to walk down the as she passed Jolie she whispered; "As if you're my elder, i'm 17, and your 35. You could be my sister." She left Jolie with what she was sure a shocked face.
She went to the kitchen and grabbed some toast, slapped some butter and jam on the bread, poured some juice, and started to eat in silence.
Though not for long.
"Hey, dirt girl, move."
Katie looked up only to have a tuft of beach blonde, and obviously fake, hair. That happened to have to be attached to her bubble brained step-sister, Fawn.
"Did you hear me? I said, move! You're in my seat!" Fawn demanded.
"Does it have your name on it, Fawn?" Katie asked, venom dripping on her name.
"No, and it doesn't have to, because ma will get Peter to make you move! You wouldn't want to disappoint your father would you?" She asked, glaring at Katie. And the sad truth was that Fawn was right. Katie would do anything to make her father happy.
She has dealt with the terrible kids, and the despicable woman who he had to fall "in love" with. She doesn't use her powers to tie them in a closet with poison ivy vines, no matter how many times she's dreamt it. She doesn't put deadly plant in the garden so Jolie thinks them as weeds and might, possibly, be put in the E.R for.
But no, her dad would be heartbroken, so she restricts herself. Her only escape being camp and school. And school is almost as bad as home too. So yes, Fawn had a point, and it struck home.
"Fine, here take your oh so important chair, I'm done anyway." She said, shoving her chair backwards standing up and carrying her dishes to the sink.
"Thats more like it." Fawn said with a humph, as she sat down, acting like she was the queen of the universe or something. "Are you taking the bus or walking?" Fawn had directed the question towards Katie.
"Well, seeing as I missed the bus because of your two twin terrors, and you wouldn't ever dream of offering a ride, I guess I'm walking." She turned around to head out the door when she called up the stairs to Jolie. Tell Steven, Nathan, and Jacob not to go into the barn today. I need it to stay cleaned for once." Katie informed Jolie, referring to her 3 younger step-brothers. Steven was 13, Nathan was 9 and Jacob was 5. All on their way to their expensive bus for a snotty all boys school. The twins went to the elementary school an hour away from home, but it was a finishing school, so it was insane as well. But Fawn had to deal with the same high school as Katie did, as there weren't any others that would accept her. With her poor grades and such. As much as Katie hated going to the same school with her 'evil-stepsister', at least she had the satisfaction of seeing her suffer.
Katie was walking out the door and down the long drive way when she looked back at the house. It over looked a large front yard with an equally large back yard, if not larger. See, Katie lives on a farm, so of course she has land. The barn was behind the house, and you couldn't see it from the front. Katie turned and kept walking.
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When Katie was about a 15 minutes away from school, she heard the sound of loud music blaring and tires screeching from going 90 miles per hour of something. Which could only mean one thing.
The populars.
Which included Fawn, why anyone would actually want to spend time with the diva was beyond her, but alas that's exactly who was driving. She picked up her posse and was on the way to school, oblivious to how fast she was going and to the mud on the road. And when the car zoomed by, they splattered poor Katie from head to toe in mud. Katie could hear them laughing as they drove off.
"Oh, come on! For Zeus's sake, gimme a break!" Katie cried at the sky, but kept walking. Great, first day of school and I look like death, Katie thought.
Thankfully, despite her problems, she arrived at school with 10 minutes to spare. She first went to the office to get her schedule and locker number. Then she headed out to find it. With a stroke of luck, she got locker 409, which was right by her homeroom, Mr. Smith. Katie smiled to herself as she looked at her schedule. She had all the classes that were important, and others that she would just have to deal with. She might have been splattered with mud on the first day, but she thought this year would be pretty much okay. She just had to find her best friend, Daria soon.
"Hey, Katie." Katie reluctantly turned around and faced just what she expected. Fawn and her posse.
"Now you really are dirt girl!" Fawn said in Katie's face, laughing and receiving high-fives from around her tight little cluster. Katie couldn't believe they were serious, it was like they were right out of a horridly acted cliche high school movie.
"Okay, Fawn, really. You call me dirt girl while you were named after an animal. Way to go." Katie turned back to her locker, even with the lame snap she had just given the evils, at least she shut her up. And, seeing as Fawn had no good comeback, she glared at Katie's back, and walked away, her posse rushing after her.
While organizing her locker, she heard the "populars" over talking.
"Is he for real, my god he's absolute perfection. I so call dibbs!" Fawn shrieked like an Aphrodite girl, to her friends Jess, Hannah, and Vanessa. "Totally, you guys would make such a cute couple!" Hannah gushed, always the one complimenting Fawn.
After rolling her eyes for about the milionth time (some called it her bad habit), Katie heard a familiar noise, like the sound of an electric wheel chair...
Katie whirled around, and to her utter surprise saw Chiron, or "Mr. Brunner" in his mortal disguise.
"Chiron!" Katie said happily, as she bent over to hug her favorite trainer. Her smile suddenly turned to confusion. "What are you doing here? I'm mean, it's not like i'm not happy to see you, but shouldn't you be at camp?" She asked, her sudden smile then dropped to an almost frightened look. "Is everything okay? What happened?"
"Ah, see that is the very reason I am here. Camp isn't as safe as it should be at this moment. I cannot disclose the information yet, for fear that it might fall into the wrong hands. You know that the safety of the campers is our-my first priority. And though a majority of the campers leave for the school year, others do not. The year round campers are not safe." He took a breath.
"We need you to house some campers for a while, only 5 though, don't worry. I already asked your father, since you have a large housing area, and he insured me that his home was open for needy demigods. Not only will they be staying with you, but we thought that since they are out in the mortal world, they should have a real high school experience." Katie turned around, shut her locker door, holding her English books, and her schedule.
"So okay, sounds okay by me. And my dad already said yes, so its cool with him. It'd be my pleasure. The more the merrier. Who's staying with us?"
Chiron motioned to the teens behind him that Katie hadn't noticed before. "Katie, you know Kayla from Apollo, and Hallie from Hecate." Katie hugged them, since they were her good friends. "And, your sister Joy is here too."
"Joy?" Katie exclaimed, over, well, joyed, when she saw her sisters beaming face, grabbing her arm and pulling her into a huge hug.
"Yeah!" Joy replied. "The mortal world is so cool! Did you know they have a place called McDonalds? And it has a play place!" Joy seemed super happy.
"Yeah, she was playing in it the whole time. It's a miracle she didn't get stuck." A male voice said.
"Connor!" Katie was happy to see the Stoll brother, since they actually had a good friendship. But then another thought crossed Katie's mind. Where one Stoll was, the other wasn't very far behind.
Then she realized why Fawn was so interested in the "new kid". She slowly looked away from Connor and towards the group of girls giggling and flirting. And in the middle of it was Travis Stoll. Should she really be so surprised?
And as if he had read her mind, Travis turned towards her and spoke. "Sup, Gardner?"
