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It's Nico's POV, so there will be cussing.

I'm not even going to tell you who wrote this chapter because it's sort of like a mix.

Disclaimer: PJO we do not own.


Nico's POV

It didn't escape my knowledge that Ms. Bitch strutted out the cafeteria for whatever reason.

Maybe her group pissed her off as much as they did with us, and she decided she had enough of their shit. I couldn't blame her for that; her group liked to fuck with other people; some said they were almost as bad as us. I didn't really give a shit, though, because they were irrelevant in my life.

"There's that girl you were drooling over," Will Solace elbowed Connor Stoll as he snickered.

Connor defended himself, "I was not." I saw him glanced over at the table she was sitting, and he groaned. "Dammit. Guess she's taken."

"What the hell are you talking about, Connor?" I demanded. Alexabelle didn't have a boyfriend. At least, she never mentioned having one. I didn't know her that long, granted I only talked to her yesterday, but she didn't look like she had one. Then again, we never actually talked after the incident.

"Umm...uh... nothing," he stuttered.

Will scoffed, "He's crazy in love with the new girl."

Connor's eyes grew big and looked at me as if I would kill him, which wasn't really too far out. Conner was one of my friends, sure, but Alexabelle was the new girl. She was like an innocent lamb or whatever the fuck you wanna call her. She was off limits.

"Nico, dude, you know he's just joking. No way in hell am I going to fall in love," he told me, finding a sudden interest on the walls. Fucker was probably too scared to look at me in the eye.

I glared. "Oh...you better not."

Will chuckled. "Don't be such a hypocrite, Nico."

"What?" I narrowed my eyes at him. Unlike Conner, Will didn't flinch nor did he show any signs of fear.

"It's obvious that you're in love with little Miss Blaire Avalon," he smirked. Fucking smug asshole.

My eyes grew hard, and judging from Will's slightest flinch, I knew he realized how fucking pissed I was. There was no fucking way I was in love with Blaire.

"I. Am. Not. In love. With. Her," I sneered through clenched teeth. "The day I love her is the day hell starts to freeze over. You fucking know how that bitch turned the whole girl population against us. It's her fault sisters and brothers were fighting like it's a motherfucking war. Do not fucking say I'm in love with her."

I stormed out of the cafeteria and walked towards my locker. I stopped in my tracks when I turned the corner. She was there.

I silently watched her as she slammed her locker shut and started to walk the other way. Seeming as I had nothing to do, I followed her.

In the next few minutes, she made a bunch of turns and at the middle of it, I started to hesitate. I had half the mind to stop and come back, but since I didn't pay attention to where the hell I was going, I had to keep following her or else I'd get lost.

There was also a time where she stopped and just stood there. My whole body froze, and a lot of questions were popping in my head like: "Did she notice I was following her?"

"Look, whoever you are following me, when we get to the place that I'm going, I'm just gonna tell you this: at that place, there would be no fighting, no cussing, and no yelling. The place I'm going is special, so please try to avoid doing any of those things. I don't care who you are, I just want peace when we're there."

I stood there shocked.

How the fuck did she know I was following her? It was probably because she sensed someone was watching her. You know, that creepy-ass feeling you get when you felt like someone was fucking stalking you or some shit? Yeah. That was the feeling.

She started to walk again, and I waited for her to get about at least ten more feet away before I started to follow her again.

We arrived at her 'special' place.

She spun around to face me with a smile, but it immediately faltered. I wasn't the slightest bit offended, so I didn't really give two shits.

"You..."

"Me..."

"You..."

"Yeah, it's still me," I tried my hardest not to roll my eyes. I equally tried to keep irritation off my voice, and I admit, I was doing a damn good job.

She frowned. Her eyebrows scrunched up, and she bit her lip. I'd be lying if I said I didn't find her amusing.

"You can't be here," she said softly. Her tone was nothing like the ones she used to use when she was talking to me.

Glaring at her was my first instinct, but I stopped when I realized what she said.

"Why?" I asked.

"This is my place. This is where I vent, this is where I release all my problems, this is my special place. You can't be here." Her voice was still soft.

"If I leave, I'll get lost," I told her, just so that she knew that was the only reason why I followed her.

"Just...stay there," she said and spun around.

She turned to another corner and disappeared from my sight.

I didn't know what the fuck I was supposed to do. Making a decision, I leaned on the closest tree trunk and took out my iPhone.

After about thirty minutes, I heard a clicking sound, and I recognized it as a girl's heels. At first, I thought it was Blaire, but I remembered she never wore heels.

The sound came closer and closer until the own of said heels spoke.

"What are you doing here?" a voice full of hatred boomed.


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