Thalia chowed down on her food like there was no tomorrow. She had eaten five, going on six hot dogs, a plate full of mac 'n cheese and 3/4 a bag of chips. All the sudden, Percy burped. Everyone laughed as Percy blushed.

"Sorry." he said, and they all laughed. When they settled down, Thalia had eaten another hot dog. Nico stared at her in amazement, sure she would be fat tomorrow.

"Wow, Pica- Thalia! Don't get too full! We haven't stuffed on the donuts yet! Oops." Nico realized his mistake. What was his mistake?

Sayin donuts.

"DONUTS!" All the other kids yelled. Mrs. di Angelo hurried to the kitchen and brought out some donuts.

"YAY!" All the kids yell and scramble to the box. In under five seconds, both of them are empty. Thalia had three. The glaze melted in her mouth, and she let out a groan of delicousness. Nico laughs at that.

They watch the movie and then go to bed. Thalia shares a room with Annabeth and Nico. As soon as she falls asleep, she becomes restless. She has a horryfying dream.

I am in the woods. Nico, my mom, my dad, Annabeth and everyone else at the foster home comes out of the bushes, they all have evil grins.

"You're a no good little brat." dad says.

"We'll soon get rid of you." Nico's mom said.

"You'll never be our friend." Nico said.

"You'll die, the worthless brat you are." Percy said.

"Oh Angela, Joseph!" Annabeth calls. I gasp, my old abusive foster parents came out of gthe woods. A knife was in Joseph's hand, a wip in Angela's.

"Die!" The yell simultaeniously and Angela slashes.

Thalia sat up, her scream muffled in her pillow. She had to get out of here. She quickly went downstairs, grabbed some left over food and hurried out the door. But she was stopped.

"Thalia?" She heard the most sweet voice in the world say. She turned around, and looked straight into Nico di Angelo's eyes.

"I have to leave." She said, and Nico's face saddened.

"But you're my friend. I don't want you to go." Nico said, and Thalia sighed.

"For now. Then you'll turn on me. Everyone does. I can't trust anybody, even you." she said.

"Yes, you can. Who taught you that you can't trust anyone?" Nico asked. Thalia's face darkenned.

"My old foster parents did."

"And you know what else they did? They physically and as far as I can see, mentally hurt you! You can trust alot of people. But those two people are the ones you can't trust, Thalia."

"But-"

"No buts! Thalia, we all wan't you to be here. Nothing will change, and you better believe it. Now come inside and sleep." Thalia sighed, knowing she had been defeated.

"You'll never leave me?"

"Never. Not for a million dollars."

"Promise?"

"...Promise." They held out their pinkies and they entwined. They would always be with eachother. But that all changed soon.

nine years old

twelve years old

fourteen years old

sixteen years old:

"No, mom! No!" Nico yelled to his mother, Maria. Nico didn't want to leave. He didn't want to go to this stupid camp. Most of all, he didn't quite want to leave Thalia.

"But Nico, honey this is the only camp that can keep you safe!"

"No, I'm not leaving Thalia! She's my best friend, and I just can't leave her!"

"But you have to. There are no more no's. You are coming and that's final! Thalia wouldn't want you to die."

"She also wouldn't want me to leave her!"

"I don't care, Nico! Now come on!" Nico knew better than to act childish and disagree with his mother. He grabbed his suitcase and slowly followed her up the hill. He glanced at the sign that said, 'Camp Half-Blood'. What kind of stupid camp would put the word blood in it's name. Apparently, this one.

And why hadn't Thalia come with him? He certainly had no idea. He didn't even get to say goodbye! They both were demigods! Plus, Percy, Annabeth, Malcom, and Rachel get to come. What are they going to do with Thalia?

No friends.

No family.

No Nico.

They had been best friends ever since their promise. And now that prmise, broken. JUST BROKEN! Just by the snap of a finger! Or the roar of their car. As he walked in the border, some people stopped to stare. You couldn't blame his powerful aura of the goth! Him and Thalia even gave him a nick name, Super Ninja Of Death.

It was kind of a big name, so they called him SNOF instead. He rubbed his bracelet that Thalia made him when he turned twelve. It had a mixture of black, grey, navy, even purple! It was awesome, and totally lightened his mood whenever he was depressed.

But this time, oh this time, it certainly didn't work. He felt like holding his hand up in a rock and roll position, yell 'See ya suckas! Nico di Angelo, Super Ninja Of Death, is out! PEACE!' But he knew he was beyond that normalcy. He wish he could go right home to Thalia, and do what he's been wanting forever, just one small kiss.

A kiss that he knew he would never get.

"Now Nico," Maria said through the border. "There's a thing called Iris messaging. You simply throw a drachma through the air, say 'Oh Iris, goddess of the rainbow, please accept my offering' and then name a person and their location, and there will be a screen, kind of like video chatting. You can call me, Thalia anybody. Bye!"

She rushed off before Nico had the change to hurry and get in the freakin car. He took a deep breath and headed to the Big House. His mom told him while they were driving to go there. When he walked up, he was very surprised to find a man with a horse's butt playing pinochle with a guy who looked like he was still on a hangover.

But he just ignored it, and that surprised them. His face was normal, mouth closed, eyes almost shut and not wide, the only expression on his face was sadness.

"Ah, you must be Nico. Welcome to camp." The horse thing-a centaur- said. Nico smiled slightly, it was have forced, half embarrasement, because he thought that the centaur would let out a huge, 'nehhh!' by now.

"Hi Nick." The drunk said boredly. Nico was furious, but he didn't do anything. He was just too depressed over Thalia. He slightly waved.

"Suppose we have you a tour guide to show you around camp and the Hades cabin?" The centaur, Nico felt like calling him geezer, said.

"Whatever." Nico mumbled, not looking up. The centaur sighed.

"Amber!" he called. Nico looked up and wished he hadn't. Why did he wish that? Because she was pretty. He didn't want to see another pretty face, because all he would think of is Thalia. This girl, Amber, oh god, she had zero words that Thalia had in her name, too much, had dark green eyes, wavy ebony black hair and cherry red lips.

So much Thalia.

Except the eyes.

And the skin color.

And the shyness.

And the mood.

And almost every thing else except her hair and lips.

Those lips, oh those lips, reminded himso much of Thalia, he couldn't bare look at that girl anymore. Those were the lips he had wanted to kiss forever. But hers just weren't the same.

"Yes, Chiron?" She said, peeking out of the Big House. She smiled at Nico, but he didn't return it, he just continued to stare at his feet. If he could only focus on other things than his old worn out black high tops. He only still has them because Thalia picked them out for him at Payless when they were fifteen and it was October 23.

He only didn't want to look at them from the painful memory, the liking of the shoes that they shared, the purple ones that he picked for her, the time when they rode bikes, he slipped and fell, and his left shoe almost kicked Thalia's face.

"Will you please give Nico a tour of camp?" Chiron said, knocking Nico out of dream land. Amber's face brightened and it reminded him so much of Thalia.

Oh, Thalia. When was he going to get over this girl?