Hey "Fakers"! Thanks so much for 553 veiws, 17 followers, 12 favorites, and 12 reveiws! You guys are awesome! People with 200 reveiws may think thats lame, but again, it was awesome when there was 1 reveiw. So THANKS! I have gotten a request for some more characters from PJO and HoO (Yes, I do read your reveiws). So hopefully I will be putting some more characters in. If you want all the characters read my other story "Kidnapped", it has all the characters plus a few of my own. Or at least it will when I'm done...

Disclaimer: I do not own the Percy Jackson series.

And let the violins begin to play... :'(

Katie

Katie was horribly confused.

First, Travis had kissed her. She wanted to hug him!

Then, he had ran away. He could go down below now...

Katie was so hurt and confused, she didn't know what to do. And it was weird that she was hurt and confused.

It was Travis.

How on earth could she be hurt and confused? Well that was simple, he had led her to believe that he had actually liked her. He had messed with her feelings and she had let him. Katie had always liked Travis that way. But that way had always been a small that way. Meaning she had a tiny crush on him, in fact her was her first. And if this was the way love made Katie feel.

He was her last.

This was horrible. Katie could hear her friend Thalia's voice, who had sworn off boys to explore the world with a bunch a virgin maidens, speaking in her head.

"Katie, boys are good until they're eight years old... and then they suck until they're thirty-five. You should join me and explore the world. Boys are a pain in the neck, you're better off without them."

Maybe now was a good time to ask Thalia for some help. Katie pulled her phone from her pocket and opened up a message box.

Hey Thals. :( -K

Whats with the :( -T

Well, Travis kissed me... -K

I suddenly understand the :(... -T

No, that's not it. See he kissed me and then he ran off. -K

I told u. Boys r good until they r 8. -T

And then they suck until they're thirty-five. Yeah I know. See, we were fake dating, and then he let me think that he liked me.-K

Should I come home and punch his lights out 4 u? -T

Katie shut her phone, wondering if she should respond to that.

She knew she shouldn't have texted Thalia.

Travis

Travis was an idiot.

He was an idiot and he knew it. He just had to save their friendship. He had already ruined it by kissing her, and then he had ruined a different type of relationship by running away from her. He probably had broke her heart. He wondered what she was doing right now... probably sticking pins into a little Travis Stoll doll.

"You kissed me and then ran away from me you jerk!" Stab!

Travis could feel the pain in his chest. Though he knew it was not from a needle. It was in his heart or where his heart should've been. He was a horrible person for doing that to Katie, his heart was three times too small. When he ran away, he didn't only break Katie's heart, he broke his own.

Did he even break Katie's heart? Or was she at home washing her mouth out with soap?

"EW! The gross Stoll kid kissed me! EW! EW! EW!"

That didn't sound like Katie, but he could never be sure. From what had recently been happening the world had been jacked by some alien space troupe, and sent back with some serious problems. Ever heard of global warming? That was totally the aliens trying to kill us.

Aliens were mean. And so was Travis.

How did he even know Katie was upset? Well, lets see a prince kisses a girl, realizes what he did, and runs away. Could that break a girl's heart?

Ow! Pain in the chest! Pain. In. The. Chest!

Travis thought about what it was like when he was kid, when girls had "cooties". That horrible disease that made boys fall for girls. The more Travis thought about the more he realized, Katie had given him the "cooties". And that worried him. He kept asking himself the same question over and over again:

What about Lilah?

Lilah

Lilah was sobbing into her pillow.

She was sobbing because she had broken up with Travis. She was sobbing because she couldn't hurt Katie without hurting Travis. She was sobbing because Travis might actually love Katie more than her. But, most of all, she was sobbing because she would never see the Black Eyed Peas in concert.

Pfft. She didn't even deserve the Black Eyed Peas. She deserved some performer along the lines of Justin Bieber. (AN: Sorry to all the "Beliebers", he's not a bad guy, but I had to say that!)

After what she did to Travis, breaking his heart and her own in the process. Then Super Girl, Katie Gardner, had swooped in and saved the day. Travis had even kissed her. She couldn't have sobbed harder when she thought about that. She just had to be spying on them frm behind that stupid tree. Travis should only be kissing Lilah.

Lilah smiled. She remembered that look in Travis' eyes the day they broked up, he was going to tell her, he loved her. Then Lilah had ruined it for the Black Eyed Peas.

Life was pain.

Travis clearly loved Katie now, she had to win Travis back and break Katie. It was the only way to gain her power, her money, her favorite band. This was going to take some serious planning.

Lilah walked over to her desk, opened the drawer and pulled out a pad of paper and a pencil. She wrote down a few things and immediantly ripped the paper of the pad and threw it towards her waste basket. Then she opened her drawer and grabbed a giant eraser. She smiled to herself. She would never tell anyone about being pro-recycling.

"Save the planet, it's the only planet with chocolate." Lilah whispered to herself.

She grinned, she liked her reasoning.

Travis

Travis was lying on his bed with his hands tucked behind his head, staring at the ceiling. A string on memories of him and Katie when they were kids came through his head. Her blocking his sun. Running around playing together. Him tripping over a tree root and her laughing hysterically...

Travis moved his hands to his side and rolled onto his stomach.

He was confused. He was conflicted. He had two girls he cared so much about, but he could only love one.

Katie: His loyal best friend. The pretty blue-eyed brunette, who listened to his sob stories, who agreed to play his fake girlfriend. The shy little six-year girl, who hated when he played her games wrong.

Or Lilah: The beautiful blonde who had broken his heart. She was so unattainable, yet she was right there waiting for him. He had started this whole "Faking it" thing to win her back. She was the girl who had laughed at his jokes and his pranks.

Travis was solving all of this in his head when he heard a knock on the door.

"Travis?" It was Conner, his back-stabbing brother who had stolen Lilah from him.

"What?" Travis responded, sadly.

"Mom and Dad want to see you in the throne room, now." Conner said.

"Why?"

"I don't know, but they seemed rather happy."

This wasn't a time to be happy, but Travis pulled himself out of bed and out his bedroom door.

Travis slumped all the way to the royal throne room.

He pushed through the grand doors, ready to demand why his parents requested his presence when he was kinda going through something at the moment. He was about to say it, when his mother beat him to the punch. His mother was socializing with two noble women, one her own age, the other Travis' age. The girl Travis' age was a perky red head who had dabs of paint on her hands, like she had been painting before she came. She was all smiles like that very moment was the greatest thing that had ever happened to her.

"Hello, Travis." His mother greeted him, then she spoke to the teenage girl. "Rachel, that's Travis."

Rachel's eyes light up like bright lights, she ran to Travis, stumbling in her gown. She threw her arms around Travis, choking the life out of him. When she let go, she looked as if she was one moment away from squealing.

"Mom?" Travis questioned.

"Yes?" His mother, Queen Vivian, answered.

"What's going on?"

His mother smiled, cheekily, "Travis, you are eighteen now. You must get married. And Rachel here is your new fiance."

Say what now?

Muhahahahaha! I am so evil! Travis was conflicted with two girls and then I throw Rachel Elizabeth Dare in! My evilness is growing. See? I've added in Rachel and Thalia! Get ready for more! Perhaps I'll throw Travis a bachelor party in the next chapter!

But if you don't reveiw, no bachelor party for Travis!

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