A/N Hi, this is my first Fanfic. Reviews will be appreciated and constructive criticism is encouraged.

So this is just a bunch of people's (who don't know about the gods and all that) view on our favorite seven teenagers.

Lexi: Lexi is a classmate of the seven and is on the field hockey team with Atlanta and Theresa.

"That's how I got back together with Mark," Cambria said. I laughed. I loved games, especially the winning party. We basically all got together after a win and stuffed our mouths with pizza and fries.

"So Atlanta," Cambria said, and I knew from the mischievous glint in her eyes that she was trying to stir up trouble. "Did you and Archie finally get together yet?"

I stifled a laugh as she almost spit out her soda. She turned a shade of red brighter than her hair.

"Uhhhh… well…I kinda," she stammered.

"Spit it out, Atlanta!" Theresa managed between giggles.

I decided to have a little fun myself.

"What about you Theresa? How's Jay?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. She blushed down to her neck.

They were both saved by the ringing of their phones.

"Gotta go!" they both shouted. Seeing the looks on our faces, Theresa added, "The gang is waiting for us… to go shopping."

Then they sprinted out of the door and left in Theresa's car at breakneck speeds.

I couldn't help but stare at the spot they left in curiosity. Everybody knew who "the gang" was. It was Theresa, Atlanta, Archie, Jay, Herry, Neil, and Odie. They hung out a lot. No, wait. They always hung out.

It was weird. New Olympia was a pretty big city, so new students popped up a lot. One day, though, seven new kids all showed up, and it was pretty weird how all of them turned out to be friends. Really good friends. I mean, they barely left each other's side.

They couldn't be a weirder group of friends either. I mean, they had absolutely nothing in common as far as I, or anybody else for that matter, could tell.

Jay was… well a sort of authority figure. I don't know how to put it, but whenever you're around him, you could just feel a leaderish aura. He was also pretty mature for a high school student.

Theresa was one of my friends, but (like Atlanta) pretty distant. Funny thing, dad said that her father was rich. She was a bit girly, but never let that fool you when playing field hockey with her.

Atlanta held the school record for fastest running time. She was a bit of a tomboy and from what I heard, a hunter.

Archie was (I hate to put it this way.) a sort of boy version of Atlanta. I also knew that he had pretty bad temper (so bad he had to visit the school counselor sometimes).

Odie had the highest GPA in the entire school and was the president of the computer club. He was pretty nice, but spent a lot of time with his portable games.

Herry would make pro wrestlers look like toddlers. I mean, the guy had muscles the size of footballs. He wasn't exactly the sharpest crayon in the box, but he was awfully nice.

It was impossible to read a magazine or watch TV without seeing Neil's face. He was practically on every advertisement in New Olympia. I had a little crush on the guy, but soon found out that he was so narcissistic.

There were other weird things about the group too.

For one, they had all ended up at the top of the class in gym. Even Odie and Neil, who were pretty behind in gym during the beginning of the year, had already passed me in running.

Another thing that bothered me was their phones. All seven seemed to have the same ones. I used Atlanta's once, and they were awesome. There were so many apps (though Atlanta refused to let me use a few of them), and they had video chat6 on them. I couldn't find anything like them on the internet, and when I asked Atlanta where she got hers, she said she forgot.

One of the biggest things that piqued my curiosity was the fact that they all lived together. Without parents. I went to Theresa's sleepover once, and they all lived in the same house. One lady with dark purple hair visited, but they all shooed her away before I could talk to her.

Maybe they were part of some cult. If they were, Jay could have been the leader.

Wait, no. They all seemed to pay a lot of deference to the janitor. I had no idea why, but I saw them talking to the janitor a lot. Plus, whenever somebody got close when they were talking to him, they would hush their voices and shoot paranoid glances everywhere.

It's just that they never seem to be part of a cult. Sure, they had a few odd things going around them, but besides that, they seemed pretty normal.

Hmmm… now that I think about it, their social lives seem to be a bit on the quiet side.

I mean, they all spend too much time with each other doing who-knows-what. If I got a quarter every time they had left a party early or canceled on a shopping date, I would be so rich.

As much as I racked my brain for answers, all I could come up with was that they were part of some sort of city orphan program. I heard of those before. Maybe the janitor was some sort of sponsor or something.

Wait, that didn't make sense. Theresa had a dad. I was sure of that at least.

This was so frustrating! I hated not knowing things.

"Lexi, hey wake up. Hellooo, anybody there?" Cambria said as she waved her hand in front of my face.

"Huh? Oh, what were we talking about?" I felt a blush working its way onto my cheeks.

I made some sort of conversation, but my mind was still thinking about the seven.

Maybe I was overthinking this. Maybe they were part of some cult after all. A janitor-worshipping cult. Yeah, that had to be it.