Disclaimer: PJO is not mine.

Okay, I'm just gonna say straight out that this chapter is probably one of the worst things I've ever written. It's just awful in every which way. Oh, well, I'm gonna do some editing to it later this weekend, so hopefully the atrocity will be banished.^^

I've never done well with girls. It's just generally a known fact. Most girls even stray away from me like I'm infected… like I have my own private square, which don't get me wrong, I am perfectly fine with my own little private square. It's just that if I had at least a little experience, things like what just happened to me wouldn't happen.

So I was just sitting there, completely enjoying my non-enjoyable life perfectly fine thank you very much, when BAM Annabeth pops up out of nowhere and scares the living daylights outta me.

That should have been the second I realized something was up. I should have gotten up on my feet, backed away slowly, and then make a run for it toward the Hades cabin, locking the door behind me.

But obviously I'm just really stupid because I turned to her, still frightened, and waited for her to speak.

"Hey there Nico. My man." She said. Now if I hadn't ran before, then this should have definitely been the time for me to make a break for it. Except I'm just that stupid.

"I have some stuff to do," she said to me, "so I can't go to the store. But I NEED some stuff from the store in order to finish my other stuff."

Damn girls and all their complicated stuff. "Okay," I said, "…and?"

"I need you to go over to CVS and get some stuff for me." She instructed.

I sighed and took the list from her, scanning it quickly before agreeing to help.

I was just not on my game today.

So anyway, I left Camp Half-Blood and drove over to the store, swishing open the doors before finding everything on the list.

Tissues… chocolates… gum… magazines… none of the things seemed that important. I was beginning to suspect that I'd been conned when I reached the last things on the list. Pads. Tampons.

Now before you start assuming stuff, let me just make it known that I had no idea what those two things were. Again with the whole 'no experience with girls' dilemma. I walked over to the man worked by the pharmacy area and asked him where the tampons were.

The man, whose name tag said, 'Alec' laughed and said, "You're girlfriend sent you out? Moody, eh?'

Annabeth was most definitely not my girlfried. She didn't even deserve to be considered a girl, the thing she was.

"Um, no." I said. "Can you just tell me where they are?"

The man made no move to help me out. "So, dude, are they for your sister or something? A friend? Are they for you?" He snorted, leaning against the counter casually.

I shrugged angrily. "Umm… sure. Yeah, the tampons are for me. Can you just help me out here?"

The guy sniggered and led me over to a very feminine looking section.

This could not be good.

"Dude," Alec was saying, "Won't it, like, not fit in you unless you plan on changing into a girl, putting it in, and then changing back and permanently get it embedded in your junk?"

I gasped in horror. This did not sound good. "Um… never mind… it's not for me, it's for my friend Annabeth… bye…"

I scurried down the opposite end of the isle.

Screw Annabeth and her feminine desires.

Of course it was just my luck that I ran into another sales mad dude on the way out.

"Hey… you've got to pay for that stuff." He motioned to the stuff in my basket, and I inwardly groaned.

America should not have a money system.

"Um, actually I'm not done with this list yet… I wasn't going to leave… I need pads… and tampons, for my friend. Annabeth."

So then this guy led me back over to the same feminine looking section and a lady took over. I wasn't sure if that was good or bad.

"So if your girlfriend has a heavy flow I recommend these," she motioned to this rectangle soft shaped package thing, "And for the beginning and end of her period I recommend these…" she motioned to a smaller package. "For nighttime I would give her this… works like a charm…"

I stared, mortified, grabbing the 3 packages and purchasing my stuff and getting the hell out of there.

But that wasn't even the worst part of the whole experience.

In my rush to get the hell out of there, I scrambled right into this –rather attracting- girl from school. She was apparently in a rush because she'd had quite the jog going on there, and I was in a rush, and we bumped into each other… and sort of connected. Her body slammed right into mine, and we pressed against each other, falling to the floor dramatically. Well, it wasn't that dramatic, but you get the point. No? Really? Never mind, then.

Anyway we both got up and stood there for a second. I didn't know the girl's name, but I recognized her as the one who sat in front of me in Health.

Well, great.

"Um… that was… weird." She said, and I shrugged, trying hard not to transform into full-blown glare mode, because that would not fare well for either of us.

"Nico, right?" She asked me. "From Health?"

"Yeah," I confirmed. It was quiet again, and then I said, "Not to be rude or anything, but I really have no idea what your name is."

"Oh. It's Melonie."

"Okay." I said, and bent down to retrieve the items from my purchase, which had fell out of the bag and were now scattered around all over the sidewalk.

"You can call me Mel." The girl continued, and I found myself kind of annoyed. Did it look like I gave a fuck?

"Yeah. Sure."

"Um, want any help?" She questioned, raising an eyebrow at me hunched over the sidewalk collecting the various items scattered all over.

"That would be nice." I mumbled, viciously stuffing all the packs of gum into the first bag.

She bent down and helped me gather everything, stacking all the magazines into a neat pile. "Woman Fitness?" she asked, "Really?"

I said nothing, just shoved the now greatly crinkled plastic bag in front of her face so she could put the magazines in.

I was trying to fit the two tissue boxes into the first bag because Melonie now had the other bag, when she cleared her throat.

I looked up. "Yeah?" I noticed she was holding one box of the pads in one hand, and one box of the tampons in the other.

I didn't get what the big shit was.

"Uh, why did you buy tampons?" She asked me, looking kind of weirded out.

I sighed. I'd had enough of this. "Just give them to me…" I trailed off and took the two boxes from her grasp, stuffing them into the plastic bag she had. "Bye." I said and walked away.

Okay, so first off you may have noticed how this chapter kind of sucked to epic standards. You also may have noticed how it's extremely awfully short. Which adds to the suckish-ness. (Yes, when I get the time I WILL edit the chapter, thank you very much.) I always try to make my chapters at least 2,500 words long, so my future chapters will probably be that length or longer in the future.

Okay… now that this obnoxiously long AN is over, I am TOTALLY ready to finish off this obnoxiously bad chapter.

Hasta luego : )