Yo. So, what up? Anyway, like said, from here on out it's all fiction. Here we go!

One day I was in history class outside I saw a bird die on our windowsill. It's been two years since the whole Josh accident. And he has passed out only once, since then. I have gotten used to my range of full scale accidents. Normally when I don't notice it much it's tiny, like someone trips down the stairs or get their fingers slammed in their locker, nothing big compared to other stuff I've seen. One day I was in the locker room washing up early because I didn't feel good. After I've put my gym clothes away I head over to the sink. I splash my face with the cold, refreshing water, once I look up, I almost scream. I see a lady with hair wrapped up in a red cloth, farmer's clothes and sunglasses. The sunglasses seem a little out of place, but hey, I don't question it.

Strangely I feel somewhat connected to this woman. But she still creeps me out. What is she doing in the girl's locker room? "Hello, Samantha, dearie." She says sweetly, "Excuse me?" I say, trying to be polite. "Awww..." the woman says, "you mean you don't remember me." she says in mock disappointment. I keep my voice slow and cautious, "Can't say I do, who do you think you are, in my life." I have to say, I'm genuinely curious about this woman. "Well, that's an easy one," she says, hanging against the lockers, "I am medusa, I'm your mother." Now I'm sure this woman is crazy, but, me being stupid me, I would like to see where she takes this. "How would that be?" I say, crossing my arms. "Well, little missy, you are my daughter, I am Medusa. Simple as salt. Remember all those times that bad things would happen around you, remember all those problems that would get in the way? That was your blood. Sadly," she says in disappointment, "You lack the power to turn people to stone, but you do have to power to make things happen." she walks up to me and whispers in my ear, "Bad things." I am now extremely scared, a joke would've stopped long ago, now this is just creepy. Do I believe this lady is Medusa? Definitely not. Do I believe that she is trying to kidnap me, 100%. I back away, but the lady follows. I'm sure I hear hissing, maybe it's just a shower being turned on, good, I need help. "Come with me, I need someone around that's not made of stone." she says, she reaches for her cloth, around her head and pulls it away, revealing her full head of serpents. Okay, now I believe her. I try to run, I head to the back of the room, shielding my eyes from her rumored stone gaze.

Behind me I hear the wall crumble, I crash to the floor and scream, why isn't anybody coming? Surely they can hear it. I turn around to see what almost killed me, and am greeted by the surely most weirdest thing of my life.

A unicorn.

Sure, unicorns are cool, and all that, but when one crashes through your locker room wall, you don't know what to think.

A girl with rusty colored hair and a camo jacket is perched on top of the unicorn, "Daughter of Medusa," she says firmly, "Get on, you're a demigod, not the right kind, hop on."

Somehow I trusted this girl. I didn't know if I was a demigod, but if I was, I knew I wasn't right.