A/N: Holy Hephaestus! I'm happy for your reviews, favorites, and follows, guys! I'm also thinking about doing a bunch of P. Jackson Couples one-shots, so I'll let you know how that's doing later, I guess. Anyways, enjoy! – Hunting Artemis

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Chapter 4: A Monster's Favorite Lunch

"Piper! Yo, Pipes, wait up!" the school player, Dylan Mosby chased after me as I headed towards the cafeteria. Honestly, this guy was just stupid. One moment, he'd be making out with one girl and one passed by, he would make out with that one. He'd gone through the whole school system of girls except for one. And that had to be me, of course.

Fudge my life. I turned around and stopped and the idiot, not expecting this, went crashing into the Wet Floor sign and totally conked out. I smirked and kept walking, soon entering the war zone known as the cafeteria.

Food was everywhere. Like, literally. People walked out, draped in spaghetti and sauce, laughing or looking disgusted. The teachers stood in a corner, avoiding the ruckus and the Jocks talked about football, totally pigging out. Film club, band people, athletes, goths, the people that didn't fit in anywhere else and of course, I looked over at the Cake-Face table, who were shooting glances at him.

Jason. He was blonde, muscular, with blue eyes and a cute scar above his lip. No one knew his last name, only that he'd turned up at the school looking battered. No one accepted him of course, but I did.

"Hey, Pipes! Over here!" an elf-like Latino boy called. I smiled. No one could forget about Leo of course. He was the joker, the "Larry Fine" of our group. I made my way over to the table, eyes shining.

"Pipes, I saved you a salad," Leo said, pushing it towards me. I nodded my thanks and turned to Jason.

"Hey Piper. What took you so long?" Jason grinned at me. I turned to mush, staring at him. Leo cleared his throat. I snapped out of it and looked at my salad.

"Dylish bothering you again?" grinned Leo.

"He almost caught me this time. I barely escaped," I smirked. Ever since Dylan had laid eyes on me, he'd try to get me. Being the nice person I am, I invented a secret code name for him: Dylish, and ever since, Leo and I had been using it.

"Hey Jason,"

"Oh god," I slapped my forehead as the captain Cake Face made her way over.

"Brittany," Jason regarded her with ice cold eyes.

"So, Jason… Bob's going out of town this weekend, I was wondering if you could keep me company?" she traced her finger on the table. I guess that was supposed to be seductive. I glanced at Jason.

I looked up at Brittany, feeling mildly annoyed. Having amnesia was bad, but dealing with a psycho player bitch? Even worse.

"Sorry, Brittany, I already made plans," I replied. She giggled.

"Oh, Jason! That's so sweet of you!"

"Not for you, you dumbass! He's hanging out with us," Leo smirked at her. Brittany grimaced and looked back at me.

"Oh Jason, you could have a future with the Populars. You don't have to be with… riff raff," she finished.

"Man, Brittany, I wish you would stop talking about yourself to us. It's getting really annoying," Leo replied. Piper laughed and I gave Leo a fist bump. Brittany stalked away, wobbling in her stilettos. Leo and I were still laughing, but Piper had stopped long ago. She was staring at her phone. I stopped.

"Piper, you okay?" she looked up at me, her face dead serious.

"Hazel's in trouble," she finished. Leo stood up with Piper, so I did, too.

Hazel was this cool chick with chocolate brown skin and frizzy brown hair. She had a cute, innocent face and voice. Ever since we met her and this dude, Frank, Piper had been very protective of her. They were like sisters now.

Speaking of Piper, she got up, tucking her phone into her pockets. She tried hard to be imperfect, seeing how Tristan McLean was her dad. You know, famous movie star? Roman hero and super hot terrorist? (That was according to some girls). She wore worn out jeans and cut her hair with safety scissors, ignoring the good life. Her hair was often choppy and uneven, but eh, whatever. She also wore a faded blue Old Navy t-shirt and moccasins that someone else had been in.

WHOA.

What up, Thrift Shop reference? I grinned.

"What're you so happy about?" asked Piper.

"Nothing, just thinking about your moccasins that someone else has been walking in," I grinned, my eyebrows jumping up and down. She rolled her eyes and Jason managed a small chuckle.

"Now let's go save a damsel in distress!" We all sprinted out and I managed to grab a fork on the way out.

"Hazel! To your left!" Frank yelled. I screamed and jabbed out with my broken glass bottle.

Frank and I had been taking a walk outside because I wasn't feeling well. Frank was Chinese Canadian and his Mom had died in a war. His dying grandma had sent him here, to Westover Hall. He was kind of chubby with a baby face. He was cute in a cuddly panda bear way. We were both talking and I was peaceful for once.

That's when an invisible force tried to kill me by throwing me off the cliff that our school was located on. The broken bottle was just lying there, so I used it pretty well.

Frank on the other hand, had a small pouch of mustard with him (I know, what the heck?) which he squirted at the thing. Now it was partly visible, but all I saw was a belly button on a huge bulging mass of fat (probably the belly).

"Yahhhh!" screamed someone as they came to our rescue.

"Piper?" I called out.

"Yeah!" Piper screamed.

"And Leo!"

"And Jason!" The boys added.

"What is this thing?" Piper screamed.

"We don't know!" Frank and I yelled at the same time. I blushed and jabbed again.

"Everyone behind the dumpster! Leo, gimme your fork!" Yelled Jason. As Leo obliged, Piper, Frank and I ran behind the dumpster in the front of the school. We heard a high pitched wail and soon, Jason joined us.

"Did you kill it?" Piper asked. Jason shook his head.

"I have a plan," he panted. We all listened as he laid it out.

"Hazel, you take the thing on the right. Piper, the left and Frank, the back. I'll take on the front. We need some kind of a distraction for us to get into formation, though," Everyone glanced at Leo. He pouted.

"Always me,"

"Aw, please Leo? For me?" Piper's words washed over me and if I were Leo, I had the sudden strong urge to say yes. Piper had a talent for convincing people. She 'convinced' people to give her stuff all the time. Like a BMW or a 3,500 dollar emerald necklace. Leo frowned.

"Fine." He agreed and we pushed him out.

"Yo, monster! Uh, you got a little something, something on your stomach, uh you want me to get it for you?" A roar completely drowned out Leo's voice.

"Uh, okay. You uh, you do that. Can I call you Noisy? 'Cause you know, you're really loud? Um, I do like a couple of human sandwiches once in a while, how 'bout you? I love PB and J though it's –" Leo's voice droned on.

"Now!" Jason hissed. Whatever the thing was seemed to become calm as Leo talked to it. Soon we had it surrounded. Jason nodded at Leo.

Leo backed away and the monster wailed as if to say Keep talking to me! I want entertainment before lunch!

"Fear me, um… thing!" I walked forward holding Leo's fork, which had weird green blood on it from piercing it before. The thing roared in my face and I got blasted with meaty breath. I sprang into action and stabbed the thing while my friends jabbed at it with things from the dumpster.

Leo ran around yelling, "Help! Help! Noisy the monster is attacking us! We need more mustard and forks, anything!" During this time, the monster got mad and roared, hitting Frank in the face and sending him flying backwards.

Frank hit the ground with a thud and groaned trying to get up, but something pushed him down.

"There's more than one!" screamed Hazel. She was flung aside, too.

Leo ran around even more frantically now, throwing rocks willy nilly. "HELP! HELP! NOISY HAS A GIRLFRIEND AND SHE'S ATTACKING TOO! Or it could be his family, but who cares? HELP!"

One of the rocks hit Piper's forehead and she crumpled to the ground, her stick clattered next to her.

We're done for. I prayed to whoever and jabbed the thing again and again with the fork. Being plastic, it broke. I was bleeding and undefended and on the ground, about to have a weird monster thingy pound me into the ground.

But something happened. Leo stopped screaming.

Oh man, I thought. I'm dead. I brushed my curly hair away from my forehead, squinting my eyes at the light from above. Thunder boomed out of nowhere and the sky blackened. A couple drops of rain fell from the sky as a huge bolt of lightning struck the invisible thingamajig. Jason crumpled to the ground, but before I could follow, a face appeared out of the clouds.

Yeah… I don't like to describe stuff much, so just imagine Arnold Schwarzenegger's body, only buffer, with the face of Sean Connery, only with a trim beard and like, electric blue eyes. His face was totally like, I just saved your life, so you better become my slave.

So just saying, if you see a guy like that in your neighborhood, you better hid yo' kids and hide yo' wife. And just to clarify… yeah, I passed out. Smooth, Leo. Smooth.

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