So, I'm back. I was soooo happy with your faves. Thanks! :) I'll update this as soon as I can or when I finish a chapter because it's summer and when it's summer, I have no life because no one'll talk to me until school starts.I don't smell, write, or look like Rick Riordan. I'm just a raving fan girl show loves his books.

I never liked a lot of attention. Especially not from an Olympian God.

I covered my mouth in surprise, my eyes widened as the sun god wiped his face with his sleeve. People stared as they walk by, probably acknowledging how odd my face was. I closed my hands in tight fists and put them in my lap. I looked down at my feet in complete embarrassment and bit my lower lip. Gods, I'm in so much trouble.

He finished wiping my saliva and milkshake combination then set the napkin down. He leaned in, with his elbow on the table and looked at me with a very seriously, his blue eyes felt like they were digging into my soul. I swore I was in so much trouble, but then he did the weirdest thing- He smiled.

Apollo sat back and burst out laughing." Your- your face is- it's priceless."

"Wha...?" My mouth hung open.

"Ah... that was funny," He wiped his eye with his index finger like he was crying. " You're like a breath of fresh air, y'know."

I just sat there in surprise. I mean, I had just spit in his face. I would've been furious with myself... Or at least cursed myself to speak in rhyme.

"What?" I repeated, deadpanned.

He chuckled again. "Your face is still priceless. Now close your mouth before flies get in."

"I don't… Get you." I said pushing my milkshake away from me. "If you're like this with your sister, I bet she doesn't either."

"Guilty as charged." He replied with a smile. "But she mostly doesn't like me because I'm cooler than her." I didn't get him. "So, is that a yes?"

"Yes to what?" I asked after recovering.

"To the quest I'm offering. You'll have to go to Camp, Iris Message your parents, talk to the Oracle of course." Apollo continued rambling.

I thought about it. I considered the pros and cons; Pro: I can redeem myself for the last two quests I failed. Con: I may fail and he would hate me and I'd won't be able to face anyone for weeks.

I remembered the week before the war of the Titans just a year ago when Chiron was sending people out on assignments to get some experience. I was with Sterling on a rather dark summer day. When we were fighting, Sterling went unconscious and I was left fighting without a weapon because the stupid Minotaur broke it and was charging, without rest. I couldn't call for help, so I bailed. I used my flying shoes, courtesy of Adrian, and flew Sterling home and me. Even though Chiron told me it was alright and I did fine for my first shot at it.

It took days to locate the kaboli for my second quest. Kaboli are gnome-looking creatures that have a habit of tricking and frightening mortals. They were terrorizing mortals at some park and as I was shooting at them, I ran into a recruiter for the Titan's army. The guy was kind of a blur because when I told him I was fighting for the Gods, he became angry and started yelling; He was saying that my minor goddess mother didn't actually care and if she hd, why did she wait so long to claim me? We argued for a bit. Finally, he decided I wasn't worthy and shot me, with an arrow that is. He took my sword and gave it to the Kaboli, who ran off probably after I lost consciousness. I woke up two days later in the infirmary with bits of arrowhead in my shoulder.

"Hello." Apollo sang. "Earth to Calixte."

I shook off the memories of my failure. "I don't think I'm the girl for the job." I said and stood up to leave.

"Good!" He smiled, then he gave me a confused look. "Wait- what?"

"I said 'no'." I repeated forcefully. " Sorry. I have sisters, y'know. And a brother."

"I already talked to them." He waved his hand dismissively and got up too.

"Then go ask one of your many children. I think they'd be more of a help than I am." I replied.

"Because I asked Rachel specifically. I thought she would be able to see where it was, but it turns out she had a vision of you helping me." He trailed behind me until we were in the parking lot. "I'm not gonna take 'no' for and answer." He announced confidently. His voice probably could've been heard all over the parking lot. "I know I'll convince you somehow."

Then, the immortal snapped his fingers. I blinked and my surrounding changed. I didn't get to take in the scene because as soon as I realized where I was, I ran into a tree.

I backed up and held my nose. "Ow."

Camp Half-Blood, the safest place for demigods… and I had just smacked my face into tree.

"Sorry about that." Apollo smiled, patting me on the back. "You'll live, but I think your nose is bleeding a little bit."

I suddenly became aware of the warm blood that was running onto my fingers. " You at least could've let me get my stuff first." I said.

He shrugged and grinned. " Well, have fun at Camp. I'll see you soon, alright?"

Before I could even argue that I didn't want him to bother me, he was gone.

"Calixte?" I saw Megan wander over, her strawberry blond hair in a high ponytail. Her freckles were still placed over her nose bridge and cheekbones. " You're here early... why are you bleeding?" She asks in her English accent.

I looked at the hand holding my bloody nose for a brief second and saw that it was overflowing. "Crap." I curse Apollo under my breath, but I had a feeling that's why it got worse.

"Well, c'mon you have some explaining to do. I'll get you cleaned up."

I followed Megan to the Apollo cabin. I really thought she would be perfect for the quest her dad kept throwing at me. Megan was an excellent archer, singer, artist. Her poems needed some polishing, though.

When we were in the cabin, she handed me a towel. " So, how did this happen?"

I told her my story, leaving out the part when I got milkshake on her father's face. "And he snapped and I ended up slamming my nose into a tree."

She laughed. "I haven't met my dad, but I think he found that funny, too. So, why didn't you say you would help him?"

"Because I've failed every single one I've been on." I frowned. It was a delicate subject.

"Pffft." Megan gave me a new towel. "Yeah. The two missions given to you were pretty hard difficult considering it was just you and Sterling. That girl has a different way of doing things."

"I think I should get to my cabin." I rose to my feet and left.

" Just think about it." She called from the doorway.

I wave, not turning around. "Yeah, yeah. Maybe later."

I arrived at my new cabin. It looked like the Athena cabin, but it was more of a gold/bronze mix with a Nike with wings on and a wreath of victory in the hands above the doorway. I walked inside; it was better than I was expecting. Inside the single bunks were facing each other with a small bedside table right next to them with a small figure of Nike (Nike was originally an attribute of both Athena and Zeus, represented as a small figure carried in their hand). The next room over was a small library with a mixture of books and scrolls. There were also a couple of worktables. It was basically like the Athena cabin, but a bit smaller and a chariot was by the entrance.

"Hi."

I nearly jumped out of my skin. I wasn't aware anyone else was in there. You wouldn't have noticed either because she was flying.

"Hi?" I said looking up.

"I'm Victoria. Like the Roman equivalent to our mom." She was a little girl with innocent green eyes, two large braids, and olive skin. "I'm only ten."

She was so cute.

"I'm only 15." I smiled as she landed on her feet. "Do you mind if I call you Tori?"

" Just call me Victoria because that's my name." Then she added, "Were you bleeding?"

"Yeah. I think it stopped though." I folded the bloody towel and rubbed off the dried blood. I tossed it onto my bed.

"You can pick any bed except for the one closest to the back window. It's mine." She pointed to the one with three stuffed animals and an open suitcase. "Some guy dropped off your stuff. He was tall."

"Really? What did he look like?" I suspected it was Adrian because he was sweet like that.

"He was blond." Didn't sound like Adrian. "He had blue eyes."

"Did he have a lot of freckles?" I asked, thinking of my friend Shane, son of Poseidon.

Victoria shook her head. "He said he was a friend of yours and he looked like he was eighteen or something." While she was talking, she kept glancing at the clock.

"Do you have somewhere to be?" She nodded and hurried out the cabin.

I opened my suitcase on the bed closest to the door. Inside was a note:

Hey Callie- ixte! I dropped off your suitcase for you. I hope it makes up for me running you into a tree. You should really look out where you're going. And here's your phone back. It fell out of your pocket so I decided to text your friend that you were going to camp early. She called you a 'shit head' and said she'd kill you later. Anyway, here's your stuff, I put my cell number if you change your mind about your missio ;).

-Apollo

I glared at the note and shoved it in my pocket. He really wasn't going to give up. And I most definitely wasn't going to give in.

DURING CAPTURE THE FLAG...

"RUN! GET THE BLOODy FLAG!" I could hear Megan screaming at the top of her lungs. She certainly lost her voice after that night.

"I am! I AM!" I was sprinting my butt off to catch Shane who had the flag and was running towards the border. "SHANE! YOU STOP RUNNING RIGHT NOW!"

"Make me!" He taunted.

"You're going to eat those words! I NEVER LOOSE!" I realize, as I'm telling you this, that the comment was very conceited of me.

Anyway, as I was running, I could see the faint light of gold glowing brighter and brighter.

Confused? Of course you are, mortal. It's a special sight only children of Nike have. Gold means and ensure victory, and bronze is a 50/50 chance. But if there's no glow? There's no freaking chance. It's different for each kid, but it can be seen from war to peaceful games of tic-tac-toe. It's an unfair advantage when making bets.

Anyway, I didn't get it. He was slowing down (probably because the weight of the flag or the distance he was running) and I was only getting faster and knocking down campers who got in my way (Of course, I could've flown, but Chiron said that's against the rules, much to my distaste). I jumped to take him down.

"Hi Calixte." WHAM!

I felt so dizzy when I opened my eyes. What had happened? I jumped up high (I did not fly, I "jumped") and went down aiming for Shane and just when I was about to take him down, Apollo happened to appear and got in my way. I had tackled him to the ground in a sort of awkward, violent hug.

"Nice to see you too." He laughed as I lifted my head to glare at him.

"You are so lucky you're cute." I murmured

"You think I'm cute?" He smirked. I was getting irritated with his very presence and pushed myself up.

"Leave me alone." I pushed my way through the crowd of the blue team and headed to the infirmary. I had a splitting headache and I didn't think it was because crashing to the ground. On the way back to my cabin, I ran into the second person I really didn't want to see.

"Look at the hero of Capture of Flag." I teased.

"Beat you for once," Shane said.

"Once." I held up my index finger "And it's not happening again."

"May I accompany you back?" Shane acted like a gentleman when he wanted information, so I obliged. As expected, he asked with much interest. "What's going on with you and Apollo. Are you two secretly in love?"

I frowned and shoved him lightly. "It's none of your business."

"Well, everyone was talking after the game. If you're going to tell anyone, why not me? I'm your best guy friend, right?"

"I'm not going to tell you!" I snapped.

Shane didn't say anything. I felt bad for snapping at him because he was just curious. He really didn't look like Percy. He had light brown hair, deep blue eyes, and a whole lot of freckles on his arms, face, and legs. I guess he looked more like his mom.

"Well it's alright. You'll tell me eventually." He said ominously, then smiled, waved goodbye and headed to his cabin.

What he said reminded me of what Apollo said.

"Maybe I will." I didn't know exactly what I was referring to, but I was tired so I headed inside and went straight to sleep. Morning came too quickly.

"Wake up." Someone whispered in my ear.

"No." I moaned and put my head under the pillow. I recognized the presence and it was definitely Apollo.

"C'mon, get up now."

"No." I moaned again. "Even if your voice is slightly attractive, I'm not getting up."

"Hm." I felt him smirk. " You think my voice is attractive?"

I drew in a sharp breath and buried my face in the mattress. "Go away Apollo."

"Hey, I'm here as a wake up call. Mr. D may not care, but I do." He argued. "You just missed breakfast."

"Then I don't think I need to get up." I really felt like a brat. "But if you insist, I will."

I rolled off the bed and onto the floor. I wanted to lay there all day, but the immortal lifted me off the floor.

"I really don't think this is a healthy lifestyle." He said standing me up straight.

"Well, I don't really care for your opinion." I snapped. "Get that smile off your face or I will for you."

"Really? How?" That just made him grin even more. I glared. "Sorry," He apologized. "You're just so different from other people."

I jerked my arm from his grip and pushed him out the door so I could change in peace. I leaned against the door.

I don't think he'll give up easily.

Any suggestions to fix? Go ahead and comment.

Apollo you silly player. Don't you dare touch my characters.