Being the daughter of Percy Jackson and Jason Grace, two of the most honorable, popular, and powerful demigods in the whole world was pretty damn hard.

For example, everyone expected you to be the best at everything and to have an amazing personality. Well I didn't really fit in that category. Fortunately, I'm loyal, funny, friendly and smart. The problem is that I'm also rebellious, sometimes disrespectful (only to people that talked bad about my parents) , wild, and sarcastic. So I'm basically all over, the name is Ariadne Jackson-Grace and this is my story.

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Ariadne's Pov

"Dad where did you leave my phone" I asked annoyed that he always lost my phone.

"Right on the table" He yelled from the other room.

"I don't see it" Dad walks over to the kitchen grabs my phone and puts it in right on the palm of my hand.

"I told you it was there" he said with a smug smile.

"You don't have to act so cocky about it" I retorted.

"As your father, I have the right to act smug whenever I want" he replied sarcastically.

"Papa! Dad's harassing me make him stop"(She calls Jason, Dad and Percy, Papa)

"Jason how many times do I have to tell you to stop bothering our daughter" he said to dad, while putting his arm around his waist.

"Why do you always listen to her, but not me" he said pouting.

"Because he loves me more" I say sticking my tongue out at him.

"I love both of you, equally" Papa said with a smile. Then pulled us both in a hug. I pulled out of the hug and gave them both a quick kiss on the cheek.

"I have to go know or I'm going to be late to archery" I waved and headed to archery.

My parents and I lived in New Athens, a city they build after the war. It was basically like New Rome, but Greek. Aunt Annabeth and Uncle Leo were the ones that started the construction of New Athens, after seeing New Rome. Many of the buildings were made out of marble and had Greek patterns and words dedicated to the heroes who died in the 2 wars. There was a shrine section where there was shrines dedicated to all sorts of gods that my dad made. If you wanted to relax you could go the café, library or the spa. A lot of the demigods that lived there were from the Titans and Giants war. That just wanted to live in peace.

As I was walking to archery, I felt like someone was following me. I checked behind me, but I only saw other campers heading to there classes. So I just walking and looking behind me a couple of times.

Suddenly I felt someone touch my shoulder and I jumped. I took my sword out and looked behind me only to find my best friend, Blake laughing his ass off.

"Y.. you.. sho... should ... have seen you face you were ... so scared" he stuttered. I just rolled my eyes at him and kicked in his family jewels. I smiled internally at his pain. He whimpered in pain while I smiled evilly.

"That's what happens when you try to scare me"

"Your evil. Pure, pure evil" The brunette whimpered.

"Why thank you, I try to live up to my name" I held out my hand and he accepted it. I pulled him up and smiled. "We should hurry up to archery or where going to be late".

"Fine, last one there is a rotten egg" We ran off.

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"You cheated"

"It's not my fault you're such a horrible runner and I didn't cheat"

"Yes you did, you probably used the winds to give you a boost" he said trying to act smart, but failing incredebily.

"Are you asking me to kick you again" I said while smiling.

"No thank you, ma'am" he replied quickly

"That's what I thought"

Blake was 14, one year older than me. We have been friends since we were in born. He's the son of Leo Valdez and Calypso. He had Calypso's looks and Leo's personality. The reason we probably got along was, because we are both a couple of smartasses and troublemakers. We're probably the main source of Chiron's headaches.

"Ari, Ari are you there" Blake snapped me out of my train of thought.

"What" I asked confused

"Are you and you parents coming over for dinner"

"Yeah, we're still going"

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Archery class was over, and let me just tell you. Just, because my Aunt was famous hunter did it mean I was good at archer. I am a horrible archer, a trait I got from my dear Papa.

Blake looked over at me.

"See you, tonight"

"Bye"

I went home trying to think of what I was going to wear tomorrow.

A\N Hi, sorry if there's any spelling errors or anything wrong. This is my first story and I'm a horrible writer. I'll try to update whenever I can. I'm going to start school on Tuesday so I'm probably not going to have time to write. Hope you guys like it.

Adios, viewers