Dangerous

Technical stuff:

Disclaimer: I do not own PJATO or any characters beside my OCs, I also don't own Fruit Loops, oranges, golden mangos, cokes, bowling, MikkeyDs, bricks, or Aqua Lad

Warnings: bad words, violence maybe,

Rating: T, because I can

Listening to: Teenagers by My Chemical Romance

...

"Open." I told Travis, who sat across from me. He opened his mouth and I tossed a fruit loop in.

"What about me?" Connor pouted, I chuckled and threw an orange at his face, which he attempted to catch in his mouth; that dork.

Someone at the Apollo table chuckled, and I turned to see Apollo wink at me, I shook my head and went back to flicking Fruit Loops in Travis' mouth. Connor glared at the god and I touched his arm lightly.

"Easy tiger." He deflated slightly and broke open the orange I had thrown. I smirked as Travis began looking for his orange.

"Dude! Is that my orange?" He asked Connor.

"Maybe." Connor pulled off a section and tossed it in his mouth.

"Bitch." Hermes raised his eyebrows but said nothing to the two brothers.

"Girls, your both pretty." I smiled. They both glared at me.

"Shut up Nash, you started this." Sara, a daughter of Hermes hissed at me.

"You start everything bad." Someone agreed.

"Like the goldren mango!" Someone else added.

"The golden mango was your idea." Connor nodded slightly.

I shrugged. It didn't bother me anymore, but something had ignited in Hermes' eyes. He was looking at me funny.

"I'm hard-hearted person." I told them all. "I couldn't care less about any of you. But, I am the master mind behind all evil plots on earth, don't forget it." I gave them all one last look and walked out of the dining pavilion.

...

"I am so badass!" I said to myself as I walked into the Hermes cabin to properly dress myself.

I pulled a tank top out from under my pillow and pulled it over my head after taking my other shirt off. I checked myself in the mirror before pulling my knife out from under my mattress and putting it on my belt. I did a hair flip and trudged outside, then turned back and grabbed my leather jacket off my bed and my wallet from my trunk.

"I'm goin' for cokes!" I shouted over my shoulder as I walked past the dining pavilion. I heard shouts of requests and Connor, Travis, and Nico di Angelo coming after me.

"I don't think the gods like you very much." Nico laughed as we walked out of the camp boarders.

"I don't think so either." I agreed. "Wait a second." We all stopped at the bottom of the hill and they looked at me. "You know what I just realized? There is a camp van. Why are we walking?" They all looked at each other, at me, at each other, and then we all started back up the hill and went back inside the camp. As we passed the dining pavilion again I got worried looks. "I'm taking the van. Don't even try and stop me!"

"Bring it back in one piece!" Mr. D shouted, not worried at all.

"Can't promise anything!"

"Like I care!"

"I'm driving!" Connor shouted, running ahead.

"No I am!" Travis sprinted towards his brother.

"I wanna drive!" Nico said jogging towards the brothers.

"I'm driving." I told them as I slid into the driver seat.

"Damn." They all muttered.

...

"Honey I'm home!" I shouted as we stumbled into the Hermes cabin later that night.

Travis burst into a fit of laughter and Connor collapsed on his bed, trying to breath. I hummed to myself as I sat down and untied my shoes.

Hermes looked at me and raised an eyebrow.

"This camp is boring as hell." I told him, pausing. "And there is not candy for sale in the camp store. I enjoy candy."

"As do we!" Connor and Travis piped in.

"And we don't have bowling alley or a MikkyDs." I shrugged fell back onto my pillow.

"How often do you do that?" He asked.

"Two or three times a week, we change it up." I shrugged again and felt my pockets. "Travis?"

"Hmmm?"

"Happen to know where my wallet is?"

"Uh-uh."

"Well shit." I sat up. Connor was watching me from the corner of his eyes. "Hand it over."

"I don't have it."

I glared at him and stood before walking to the door.

"Where are you going?" He asked, narrowing his eyes. Hermes watched, amused.

"To tell Percy you have his money. Duh." I ran outside and heard him cursing and running after me.

"PERCY! I NEED TO SPEAK WITH YOU!" I screamed, dodging Connor. My bare feet pounded with every step, I didn't bother to care.

I ran up to the Poseidon cabin door and burst inside. Poseidon and Percy stared at me as I ran and stood behind Percy.

"Connor has your wallet." I informed him.

"No I don't! The Demeter cabin has it!"

"Through it on the roof?" Percy asked.

"Yep." Connor nodded. "I can't get in trouble if I don't get caught. In the words of Nash , 'Duh.'"

"I'll get in the morning." Percy shrugged, I think he's become use to it.

"Well your no fun, Aqua Lad." I slapped his head and walked outside. I jogged back to he Hermes cabin.

"What did he say?" Travis asked as I pulled the blankets off my bed.

"Aqua Lad didn't do shit." I said. Travis laughed.

"That's good."

"Oh and your chick has his wallet." I informed him. He sighed through his nose and looked at Connor, who smiled sheepishly.

"Lights out!" I called.

The lights went out.

"What the Hades?" I heard someone scream as something crashed to the floor. I climbed into bed and smiled.

"Nash? How did you do that?" Connor's voice called.

"I'm a magical sparkly unihorn named Steve. I live with my cat Mr. Barks a lot and Zeus plays with dolls."

"What?" Travis asked laughing.

"Jake Mason helped me set it up. You know you can't trust me with screwdrivers and electrical wiring." They all groaned.

...

My alarm went off quietly. I looked at my watch and smiled. The lighted blue letters said it was three AM.

"Everybody up!" The lights flicked on and the people in the top bunks screamed.

"Somebody make her stop!" Connor shouted.

I snickered.

Travis calmly stood and walked towards the door.

"Where you going Travis?" I asked.

"I'm going to tell someone something." He opened the door and walked out. I narrowed my eyes and went to the door. Poking my head out I saw he was going to the Ares cabin.

"NO!" I screamed. "Your not aloud to speak to him!"

"He's telling Drake?" Connor guessed. Hermes raised his eyebrows, he looked quite amused.

"Either Drake or Clarisse. I can't tell which."

A tall boy with black hair and bulging arms stepped out of the Ares cabin in boxers (& no shirt) and started towards the Hermes cabin. I squealed, slammed the door shut, and made like a squirel up the lader and into Connor's bed. I pulled the blanket over myself and tried to looked like a germ.

The door opened.

"Where is she?" His deep voice boomed.

"In Connor's bed." Sara said.

I sat up.

"Damn you!" Drake started for me. I stood and jumped for the next bunk.

"Natasha Isis Stone!" Drake shouted. I turned and glared at him.

"Do not call me that. You have no right to call me that! Only family can call me that. Meaning Daddy, Mama, Grams, Gramps, the siblings, and the greats!"

"Do you want me to go get your stupid Gramps? I swear I will."

"I be good!" I sat down quickly and fell off the back of the bunk bed. I stood quickly. "I'm fine!"

"Get in bed." I did as I was told. "How do I fix the lights?"

"Flip the light switch." I said sadly. He did so and the lights went out.

"Good night." I muttered.

"Night babe."

The door opened and closed again and everything was silent.

"Teenagers are weird." Hermes said sadly.