The 600th Floor

by vi.writes

Audri Garcia is a normal, 15 year old girl. At least, she wants to be. Audri has lived her whole life in orphanages. Finally, she's sent to a boarding school in Manhattan. She's a Percy Jackson fan. So, she goes to the Empire State Building. And she asks for the 600th floor. But when she is actually given the key to Olympus? Totally not what she thought was going to happen.

1. Chapter One

I'm really excited to write this story. I hope you like it! Please review! Just so you know, I'm going to use the name Audri Garcia a lot, because I'm bad at making names.

Disclaimer: I don't own HoO or PJO. Sadly.

Before the story:

The gods agreed. Zeus was right. There were many gods as of right now. Demigods died, gods didn't. The gods would only have children with mortals. Not other gods. There were too many of them. Demigods would die eventually, so there would never really be too many. They all swore on the River Styx that there would be no more gods. And that was that. The conversation was over.

Chapter One

I slammed The Son of Neptune shut after reading it for the seventh time. I read either the Percy Jackson series or the Heroes of Olympus series whenever I was upset. Reading them makes me forget what's going on in my life. Now that I was going to New York, I could finally see if they were true or not.

Okay, I should probably start from the beginning. My name is Audrianna Garcia. I'm a normal fifteen year old girl. Well, more like I want to be. My life has always been...well, odd. I like to think that maybe I'm a demigod. My parents...I never knew them. I've lived in orphanages my whole life. Apparently, in the last one, I'd caused 'too much trouble'. So now they were sending me to a boarding school in New York. In Manhattan, to be more specific. Where my favorite book series took place. I was on a plane, about to land. According to the Percy Jackson series, Olympus was on the 600th floor of the Empire State Building. Yes, I know. There's only 102 floors. I. Don't. Care.

I've been here for one week. One week. And I already hate it. Finally, today, a beautiful Saturday morning, I get to go do whatever I want. I put on some black leggings, a purple shirt, a jean jacket, and some combat boots. Then I set out for the Empire State Building.