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Sonia pov

Woah, woah.

Bang bang go the coffin nails, like a breath exhaled,
Been gone forever.
It seems like just yesterday, how did I miss the red flags raised?
Think back to the days we laughed.
We braved these bitter storms together.
Brought to his knees he cried,
But on his feet he died.

What God would damn a heart?
And what God drove us apart?

What God could make it stop?
Let this end.
Eighteen years pushed to the ledge.
It's come to this,
A weightless step.
On the way down singing,
Woah, woah.

Bang bang from the closet walls,
The schoolhouse halls,
The shotgun's loaded.
Push me and I'll push back.
I'm done asking, I demand.

From a nation under God,
I feel its love like a cattle prod.
Born free, but still they hate.
Born me, no I can't change.

It's always darkest just before the dawn.
So stay awake with me, let's prove them wrong.

Make it stop.
Let this end,
Eighteen years pushed to the ledge.
It's come to this,
A weightless step.
On the way down singing,
Woah, woah.

The cold river washed him away,
But how could we forget?
The gatherings saw candles, but not their tongues.

And too much blood has flown from the wrists,
Of the children shamed for those they chose to kiss.
Who will rise to stop the blood?

We're calling for,
Insisting on, a different beat, yeah.
A brand new song.

Whoa, whoa

[x3]
(Tyler Clementi, age 18.
Billy Lucas, age 15.
Harrison Chase Brown, age 15
Cody J. Barker, age 17
Seth Walsh, age 13.)

Make it stop,
Let this end.
This life chose me, I'm not lost in sin.
But proud I stand of who I am,
I plan to go on living.

Make it stop,
let this end,
all these years pushed to the ledge,
but proud I stand, of who I am,
I plan to go on living

I loved this song. Let me amend that thought, I love this band.

I was driving towards Nico's (and my) loft in Los Angeles. And on my way there I was get head banging to Rise Against the Machines, letting loose after the tension on mount Olympus.

Dionysus was on Zeus's case about how he shouldn't have to babysit other gods' kids . . . blah blah blah. Oh and then it turns out Apollo didn't claim one of his kids, and then Poseidon went off on him, he only cares because Percy's his kid.

And that's why I chose not to have kids, though I wouldn't mind having Nico's kids, but then again Hades would be after my head. Not that's he wasn't already, I mean Hades was being a little overprotective of Nico.

I suspect they'll all still mad at me. The gods I mean. All I'd done was make Nico immortal, no more, no less. At least I help and did stuff because I don't see any of them helping save the world.

"How was Olympus," Nico asked as I walked in.

Don't jump his bones, I chanted in my head. I replied casually, "The usual, the gods had a bitch fight for no reason, and it helped no one. Eventually they came to a compromise though."

"Really. That's something new," observed Nico.

"Yeah and it satisfied no one."

"You're really weird Sonia, you know that, right?" He walked over and stood right in front of me.

I smirked and said, "You say that like it's a bad thing."

"Sometimes it is, but you make it work."

I laughed as he put his arms around me. Somewhere along the laughter, his lips found mine. No matter how many times I kissed him I would never get over how soft his lips were.

"You know I'm not the weird one," I whispered into his ear.

He pulled away and said, "Oh really!"

"I think you're the one that's weird and I'm sane," I answered.

He laughed, "Sonia, you're just as sane as I am."

We made out on the couch for, maybe . . . ten minutes. Nico suddenly stopped and pushed me back.

"What," I asked innocently.

"I almost forgot Chiron asked me if I could go to help him out at camp Half-Blood as a trainer."

I pouted at the thought of him leaving. Then I decided why can't I go and stay at Camp-Half Blood. Though it would be much more fun to have him begging for me once he doesn't see me often.

"Well if you're going then go," I said sitting up and turning on the history channel. I was such a dork.

"So you aren't mad that I'm leaving," he asked awkwardly.

"Why would I be mad you're your own person? Aren't you?"

so is it good? idk