Hi peoples Its DDOA I got one review over night and that made me feel like a frikkin god. So thanks to monkeypicklez for being my first ever Reviewer J Do you think I should make it a love story? If so who should she fall in love with? A Rick Riordan character? An OC?

I was looking out the window when I saw that the bus driver had passed our school. "Hey Ash, did the bus lady just miss our school?"

I saw him look out the big back window then in the rear view mirror then at the lady. Hey you know what I just noticed? Mirror has six letters and half of them are Rs. "Lyra pay attention. This is a important moment." There's that voice again. I guess it must be important that I'm hearing it…Or it means I'm crazy… Voice in my head? "Yes?" Am I craaaazzyy?

"Lyra, you must pay attention tell Ashton to get you off this bus now. The bus driver is Alecto, A Kindly-"

His voice was cut off by a strange screeching and the bus doing a few tumbles. By the time I got over the fact that the bus driver had leathery wings and talons Ashton screamed, exept it came out more sounding like a Llama than a sixth grade boy.

(A/N warning caps rape)

"ASH, WHAT IS THAT THING?" I scramed.

"It's a Kindly one."

He was moving, he had his shoes off and was moving to his zipper I noticed he was no longer crutch dependant and that he had a pair of hooves. Some how it didn't surprize me. What else can go weird today? "DUDE, WHY ARE YOU TAKING OFF YOUR PANTS! I DON'T WANT TO SEE YOUR-" I interrupted myself and refrased my sentence. "GOAT LEGS!" I stand corrected, my friend is part animal. That's what else can go weird.

"Okay, confession time. I'm a satyr, your protector and life long friend." Satyr? Like in those greek myths? "Yea, and I'm a demigod." I said sarcastically. "Yes actually, when did you find out?" Ashton said. "I WAS BEING SARCASTIC!"

"We have to go now." He said kicking out the large back window and stepping out.

The 'Kindly One' flew out the top of the bus, remiding me of Jeepers Creepers 2.

"AHHHHHHH! KILL IT KILL IT!" I screamed at Ashton. "Take this and you do it." He handed me one of those twistable colored pensils. "This is a colored pensil dude." "Twist it and see what happens." I twisted it and it turned into a long spear shaft. "I CAN'T KILL IT! LET ALONE WITH A SPEAR!" Ashton was shaking and crying. "JUST TRY!"

Please someone up there. Anyone, help me. I don't wanna die. I have a little brother and a mom and my pet gold fish Lennon and I don't know what would happen to them if I die!

The in a flash of blinding sunlight a golden arrow sprouted out of the things chest and it erupted into sulfur smelling, yellow ash.

I turned to see who had shot it but all I saw was a dude who looked to be about 17 or 18 sitting on the hood of a bright orange sports car, grinning like mad at me. "Did you shoot that?" I asked dumb founded. "Yes." I noticed he sounded a lot like the voice in my head. "Who are you?" I asked "Your Dad." What?

"No really, Who are you?" "I'm your Father."

"Prove it." I challenged. "Alright, Your Full name is Lyra Jay Webber, when you were five you snuck into your moms room and put on her makeup, the only reason you got caught was because you forgot to take it off, the only person aloud to call you LJ is your 4 year old brother Leander, your favorite song is Little Lion Man by Mumford and Sons and right now your on your peri-" I cut him off "Okay! I believe you!"

"Cool want a lift?" My 'father' said "Where to exactly?" I asked. "Camp Half-blood of cores!" Ashton exclaimed.