Author's Note: The characters don't belong to me. But if they did, I'd totally make Leo featured in it more. Nonetheless, I hope you like the story! Even if it's not that good…
Anyways, the Percy Jackson characters belong to Rick Riodan, a.k.a not me. Now, let the story unfold!

I run away from the monster that's coming towards me. A hellhound. Oh, how I hate those dogs. When I asked for a dog, I meant a golden retriever. Not this. I grip my sword tightly, and before I can attack the stupid mutt I hear an alarm. It's loud and annoying, but the dog turns to golden dust. Before I can celebrate, my eyes pop open, and I stare at the clock. 7:01. I groan, not because I woke up, because my dream wasn't real. I'd love to live a life like that. Unfortunately, I get stuck with the normal life. I hear my mom call me, but I stay in bed. I mumble "Five more minutes."

"Adalyn, I'm serious, if I have to call you one more time, I swear to the gods I'll wake you up myself."

I stumble out, trying to brush away my brown hair that's sticking to my mouth. I grumble, cursing science. I truly hate static electricity. I go to my mom and I sit down to eat.

"Seriously Adalyn, what do you do upstairs?"

"Well mom, I breath. Is there a problem with breathing?"

My mother puts on a face. We're not really that warm towards each other, so we don't talk that much. I stare at her, then ask her something.

"Okay, what do you want?"

"Nothing! Can't we have a conversation, mother to daughter?"

I raise my eyebrows, and she then confesses.

"Oh alright, I'll tell you. I have some important paperwork to do at work. Do you think you can stay with Madelyn? I'd appreciate it. It's only for a few hours, honestly."

I stare at her. Madelyn's my step sister. She's younger than me, and she's a total sweetheart. But she hates me. 6 years old and already has an arch-nemesis. That's a record. My first nemesis was at age 7. When my father left me and my mom, she got re-married and had Madelyn. Madelyn's half my age. You do the math. She thought it'd be cute if her name rhymed with mine. Let me tell you this: It. Is. NOT. Cute. At. ALL. Then he died, but mom stopped re-marrying. I'd stop too.

"No. Don't make me babysit that wretched devil."

"ADALYN! I expected much better behavior than this. You will look after her, and I don't care about WHAT you say, you HAVE to do it."

"Oh yeah? And who's stopping me?"

My mother stops, and turns a little pale. I feel triumphant, and she whispers "Adalyn, go upstairs and get ready."

I recognize that voice. That's her voice of pain. I feel deflated, and I walk up to my room, and got ready for school.

I walk to my first class, which is French. I walk towards one of my friends, Nathan. He moved to school sometime back, and we became friends.

"Hey Nathan. 'Sup?"

"Not much. Except for the fact you're not late." He smirks, and I stick my tongue out.

"Shut up. Now, did you finish your French homework?"

"Err…"

I smile, and he sticks his tongue out. Before he could say anything, entered.

"Bonjour tout le monde, comment ca va?" (Translation if you don't know French: Hello everybody, how are you?)

The class replies "Ca va bien." (Another translation: I am good.)

"Tres bien. Now, open ton cahier." (Ugh, ANOTHER translation, which teaches you to learn French: Very good. Now, open your notebooks. Now, no more translations. If you want to know what the teachers and students are saying, translate it on your own. Hehehe…)

We open our notebooks, but by then, I zone out. I doodle, and wait for the class to end.

"Mademoiselle Adalyn, I asked you a question. Ou est ton crayon?*"

I shrug, and the whole class giggles.

"Well Mademoiselle Adalyn, you've earned yourself a detention. During lunch today."

I groan because she knows I love recess. She has a smug face, and I zone out again. The period FINALLY ends, and I rush to pack my stuff, when I hear a voice.

"Come to my arms, my precious child. I need you. And you need me."

I shake that out of my head, and Nathan comes up to me.

"Good thing she didn't collect our homework. Hey Lyn, you okay?"

I glare at him, and tell him something I've told him for about a billion times.

"Nathan, seriously, quit calling me Lyn."

"You know I'll never stop, right? It sound WAY better than your full name and besides, it's your nickname."

"Really Adalyn? Your nickname's Lyn? Such a stupid name…"

I turn around to see Holly, my arch-nemesis since when I was 7.

"What do you want Holly?" I ask.

"Oh, I just wanted to know why Nathan would even look at a horrible monster like you."

I clench my fists, hoping my anger doesn't get the better of me. Because when it does, it sometimes gets bloody.

"Look Holly, why don't you shut your face and shove off? It'd make me so happy. Or at least do something intelligent. Oh wait, that may make your brain explode."

She sneers, but there's a group of people surrounding us, saying a soft chant, that grows louder by each word.

"Fight, fight, fight, fight, fight…"

"C'mon Adalyn, let's go."

Nathan tries to get me away from the crowd, but I'm glued to the spot. And so is Holly. We face each other, and the chant grows stronger.

"Fight, fight, fight, fight, fight, fight, fight, fight…"

I twitch, very slightly, but it's enough for Nathan to know I'm gonna do it. He knows me well enough to know that's a sign.

"Snap out of it Adalyn. We need to go."

But I put my stuff down, and so does Holly. It goes dead silent. I start towards her, but Nathan tries again to stop me. He grabs my hand, and this time, I actually stop to think about his words. I stop, pick up my stuff, and walk out. I hear Holly saying what a coward I am, and I finally snap. I drop my stuff, and I turn towards Holly. Nathan grabs my hand, but I twist my hand from his grip, and march towards Holly. I punch her in the nose, and I hear a satisfying crunch. Then I swiftly turn on my heels, and walk away.

"Lyn, you shouldn't have done that."

My eyes flare, and I turn to him.

"How many friking times do I have to tell you my name is Adalyn?" My voice is in a deadly whisper, but I try cool down. After all, I don't want to end up punching my only friend.

"Sorry Adalyn, I just wanted to give you a nickname."

"Well you could've told me that. Nath."

"Don't call me that."

"My point."

"Well, Lyn is actually a good nickname, and the one you gave me isn't really…you know…good."

"Are you saying my nicknames aren't good?"

"Yes. Yes I am."

I roll my eyes, and say "Fine, you can call me Lyn."

He looks happy, and we walk to our next class, science. I suddenly feel jittery and nervous, and Nathan notices immediately.

"Adalyn, what's wrong?"

"L-l-look."

I point towards the teacher's desk, and I point to our tests. He doesn't seem to go nervous.

"So? We're only getting our…ooooh."

I sit at my seat at the back, while he goes sits at the front. I look out the window (I sit in the corner of the room, which means I get the perfect view of outside) and see a nightingale. I turn to see the teacher hand out the tests, and I go all nervous and I get mine. It's face down, and until she tells us we can look, we can't look. She'll tell us the highest mark, and the lowest mark. Then she'll let us look. I'm usually in the middle, at least 80%.

"Okay class, before you look at your- Nathanial what did I tell you?"

He stops peeking, and looks at the teacher.

"Anyways, the highest mark in the overall grade 7 test was 100%. The lowest was 5%. You may now look at your test."

I start to freak, but I try to calm down.

"Calm down Adalyn. I can do this."

I look at my test, and I feel lightheaded, and I nearly pass out.

100%.

I stare in disbelief once I recover, but I've got no answers wrong. 45 out of 45. I pretend I got a bad mark as I walk towards Nathan. We always tell each other our marks. Even if we got 0%. He looks like he has a bad mark, but that's probably an act.

"Hey Nathan. What did you get?"

"Promise you'll keep it a secret?"

"Promise."

He shows me and the second he knows I'm done reading it, he puts it away.

He got 5%.

I show him mine, and he's stunned.

"Since you're a star at this, can you tutor me?"

"Only if you don't tell anyone my grade."

"Why can't we tell others?"

"You know me. I hate all the attention, and then there'll be rumors. You know I HATE rumors."

"Gotcha."

"Promise you won't tell anyone."

"Promise."

"Good. Now let's get this period over with."

"Alright alright, settle down settle down. Now, let's take up the test…"

I zone out because I already know all the answers are correct. I doodle, when the phone starts to ring. The teacher picks it up, and I throw a note at Nathan.

So, how's it going? –Adalyn

He scribbles something, and throws it back to me.

Not much. Only my shame about my mark. –Nathan

I write something else, and throw it back at him.

It's okay, you'll live. It's not like the world is gonna end or anything. –Adalyn

He has this look, and scribbles something. Another note from someone else plops on my desk.

How's it going? What'd you get on the test? –Billy

I look at him, and gives me a look that says write it down woman! I quickly write down something, and throw it back at him.

Let's just say I got a mark. Now please don't reply. –Adalyn

Another note plops on my desk, but it's from Nathan.

I need to tell you something. It's kinda a secret. –Nathan

I write as quickly as possible, because the teacher is almost done her conversation.

Your secret is safe with me. –Adalyn

He writes it down, and throws it at me. This time, Billy reaches out to intercept it, and succeeds. He has a smirk, and Nathan looks he's gonna murder him. Billy opens the letter, and reads it to himself. His eyes widen, and he folds it up and puts it in his pocket. I'm about to go up to him when the teacher finally finishes her conversation. She continues to teach, but I'm staring at Billy, with a murderous glare. The period ends and I march right up to him.

"Okay Billy, you have two seconds to-"

"I'll give it to you later."

"No. Give it to me now."

"You'll have to wait."

"No, I'm not going to wait. Give it to me."

"If you keep asking, I'm gonna rip it to shreds."

"You wouldn't!"

My voice is desperate, but I pull myself together.

"Please Billy, give it to me."

He just shakes his head, and he walks away. And if my eyes deceive me, but did I see him with a pained expression? I don't know, but I leave the room. I try to look for Nathan, but I can't find him. I reach Language, and my teacher calls me over.

"Ms. Adalyn, your mother is at the office. She needs to speak with you."

I walk towards the office, and I see my mom. She looks nervous, but I can't tell why.

"Hello Adalyn. I need you to pack your things."

"Wait, why mom? I can't-"

"Adalyn, this is urgent."

"What's so-"

"We're moving to New York."

"Why?"

"You're going to a Camp."

"What's it called?"

She hesitates, but then answers.

"Camp Half-Blood."

I hope you like the first chapter! I don't know where it's going, but I hope you like it! Was the cliffhanger good? I hope so! PM me if you've got any ideas, or review, and I'll give you credit anyways. So, enjoy life, and I'll update ASAP! Stay tuned too. Kay, bye.