Everything was good when he wasn't famous. I guess he was like, my partial boyfriend. And I say partial because we knew that we both liked each other, but neither of us wanted to make a move. We saw each other every single summer for five years, went on one quest, and fought in two wars before he became famous. Well, everyone at camp knew that we like, fell in love with each other on our quest. Which quest you may ask? Well, it was a quest to save a quest. It wasn't technically a quest, more like a rescue operation. See, when Artemis and Annabeth got kidnapped, and Chiron issued a quest, they got awfully close to discovering the Roman camp. Technically, we aren't supposed to know about each other, but the gods let Chiron break the rule once to tell Evander and me that we needed to stop them from finding it. So basically we traveled to California and told them that we had just come from a huge battle near the valley. We basically made up the story as we went, and told them to avoid it. So they did. When they got back to camp, we stayed in Manhattan for a few days, to set the whole conspiracy that we had actually been issued a quest while they were gone. Something about Apollo's lyre being stolen? I don't remember what the lie had been, but even the gods went along with it. Anyway. This is confusing; ill introduce myself. I am Elektra Chandler, daughter of Asteria, goddess of nocturnal oracles and falling stars. I have light black hair, its dark grey (if that makes sense, and no, im not old.), hazel eyes (mostly green), and im 15. Back to the story. Yes, everything was fine until Evander became famous. See, he's a singer. Always has been good with music and lyrics. Well, obviously, he's a son of Apollo. I can't see him anymore during the summer, since he's always on tour, surrounded by body guards protecting him from crazy fan girls, or he's writing a new song. Sure, we IM each other once in a while, but its kind of hard to do when you need to keep the world of Demigods a secret and you're living in the spotlight.

Why am I even thinking about this? I thought to myself as I walked into my French class. I took a seat with my friend, and then turned around to talk to my best friend [at school].

"Hey, Aly, did we have any homework?" I asked quickly as our French teacher closed the door.

"Yeah, we had that grammar sheet thing." I face palmed, id completely forgotten to do that.

"Oh shit. Well, ill just make up something." I said, turning around as he called attention to the class. Class went normal until my phone started buzzing in my pocket; yeah, yeah, I know demigods aren't supposed to have cell phones you can shut up already. I raised my hand in the middle of the teacher talking; I can't remember his name and its June, that's a new record. He looked at me, annoyed that I was interrupting his class.

"Oui?"

"Je pense que ma mere me telephone." I said quickly. He rolled his eyes, nodded, and i pulled my phone out before standing up and walking out in the hall. I clicked the little green button, and put the phone to me ear.

"Hello? This better be good, I just had to make an excuse to leave French, and this isn't helping my grade." I said into the phone, a little bitterly. I heard a laugh from the other end.

"You always did suck at French." I had to hold back a scream. When I finally composed myself, I spoke again.

"Can you call me back in like, two minutes? Im going to tell my teacher that my mom is picking me up." I said hurriedly.

"Yeah sure, ill call you back in two." He said, before hanging up. That's the first time that I have talked to Evander for three months. I last talked to him in March; it was the first week of June. I walked back into the class, the teacher looked at me.

"Uhhh, I have to go, my grandpa's in the hospital." I said, pretending to look sad. He just nodded as I said bye to my friends, and grabbed my stuff. I ran down the stairs of the west building and through the front doors. My phone buzzed, perfect timing as usual. This time, I answered with enthusiasm.

"Hey!" I said, a huge grin playing across my face. Some of the ditchers looked at me weird, but then again, who didn't?

"Hey, long time no talk. How have you been?" he asked, he sounded like he really cared. Which I hoped he did.

"Well, you just helped me get out of French, so im really happy about that. Im talking to my best friend, and im walking to the mall. Im perfectly happy. You?"

"Well, I ditched my guards, and somehow escaped the crazy girls."

"How did you do that?"

"I told them I was going home for a few weeks, taking a break from fame." I could hear the grin on his face.

"You're at camp!" I said, well, almost yelled.

"Yeah, and I called to ask how long it would take you to get here." He replied. I smiled, and thought about it for a moment.

"Well, I could really care less about school right now, so im thinking if you could send Fyfa my way, then I could be there by tonight." I said, grinning.

"Ill go to the stables now, and ive got a surprise for you tomorrow."

"Well why did you tell me that now? I won't be able to concentrate!"

"Exactly. Bye, love you." He said.

"Love you too." I said as he hung up. I stood there, stunned for a moment. He'd never exactly said 'I love you' to me before. I was shaken out of my daze by the sound of a car horn. My head swung around as I remembered where I was standing; the middle of the road. The guy stuck his head out of the window, yelling and swearing at me to get my ass out of the middle of the road, and something about how considerate he'd been to not run me over. I rolled my eyes, flipped him off, and continued down the street. And I don't mean on the sidewalk, I mean like, down the middle of the road. Yes, just to piss him off. Once I got to the mall, I walked on to the sidewalk, getting yelled at by many cars as they passed me. I just smiled sweetly and waved. I walked into the mall, and the first store I saw was a CD store. I decided to walk into the store, to waste some time before going home. There was a line up of a lot of girls my age at the checkout, all talking excitedly about some CD. I walked past the girls in line, and straight up to the counter. I heard a lot of complaining, but I didn't care.

"Is there any new CD's out today?" I asked. The guy looked me up and down, smiled, and then his face turned sour as he checked.

"Yeah, girls have been going crazy today, that new singer kid, what's his name?" my expression tightened.

"Evander Blace." I replied coolly.

"Yeah, that kid. His new CD came out today." I thanked him and then walked over to the almost empty shelf. The CD cover was of course, a picture of Evander. He was wearing a blue hoodie, his sunglasses on –ray bans of course-, and he was walking down the street beside a girl also wearing sunglasses, and an orange shirt to contrast her dark grey hair. They were both smiling, and it looked like they were laughing. I instantly recognized the photo. I knew where they had just come from, and I knew who had taken the photo. It had been Connor and Travis, trying to catch us at a bad time, probably going to blackmail us. But I loved this picture; the memory was almost as sweet.

Flashback

We were walking side by side, down the busy streets of Manhattan. It was two weeks after the war, and everyone was at ease. The gods had called camp to Olympus, for a banquet to celebrate our victory. We were walking farther back from the rest of the group; the first private time we'd had in a while.

"Hey, remember that time we were playing truth or dare?" he asked, randomly. I smiled.

"Which time?"

"The time that I dared you to ask my dad to do a singing contest with you, and we got Athena to judge." He said, his grin spreading wider.

"Omigods, that was hilarious. You dared me to sing Go The Distance, from Hercules. I almost won." I said, almost doubling over laughing.

"Yeah, dad was pretty mad at Athena after that." He said, through his laughter. We calmed down for about a minute, looked at each other, and burst out laughing. We didn't hear the click, or the snickering, and personally, we didn't really care.

A nasal voice broke me from my flashback.

"The girl on the cover is kind of ugly. I mean, who wears that color orange?" asked a blonde twit to her blonde friend. I put the CD back down, smiling at what I was about to do. I pulled out my cell phone, and clicked four. I held it down until Evander's number appeared on my screen. I put the phone to my ear, and waited for him to pick up.

"Hey Elektra, wassup? I just sent Fyfa like, ten minutes ago."

"Hey, Evander." I said, making sure that those girls would hear. At the sound of his name, their heads swung in my direction. "That's cool, but you didn't tell me your CD came out today."

"I haven't had a chance to talk to you in three months, im sorry." He said, sounding like he really meant it.

"That's ok, I understand. One sec."

"Kay." I put my hand over the speaker, and looked directly at the girls.

"Would you like something? Take a picture, it will last longer." They rolled their eyes.

"That's obviously not Evander. Why would he talk to you?" the first twit sneered.

"Well, I don't know. Why would he talk to me? Ive only been best friends with him for the last five years." I said, thoughtfully. The girls burst out in fake laughter.

"That's bullshit." Twit two said. I raised an eyebrow and put the phone back to my ear.

"Hey, can you do me a favour?" I asked, the girls still watching intently.

"Yeah?" he asked curiously.

"Can you talk to some girls for me, their getting on my nerves?" He laughed shortly.

"You're at a CD store, aren't you?"

"Yeah, is it that obvious?"

"A bit. Here, pass them the phone." I did as told and passed the phone to twit number one.

"He wants to talk to you." I said, smiling sweetly. She put the phone to her ear, and her eyes went wide. She looked at twit number two, and nodded her head. Twit number two started screaming for twit number one to let her on the phone. They started screaming and pushing each other, trying to grab the phone. The other girls were starting to notice. I grabbed the phone from the girls hand, said 'see ya' and walked out of the store as quickly as possible. I put the phone back to my ear, and I heard laughter on the other end.

"That was funnier in person, wasn't it?" he asked, trying hard not to laugh.

"Oh yeah, total cat fight just started. Im gonna walk home now, pack and tell my dad what's up. Ill talk to you tonight, bye." I said.

"Bye Elektra, and next time, warn me if they're going to start screaming in my ear please." I just laughed and hung up the phone.