Alice's POV

The next morning I woke up to my alarm blaring some Lady Gaga song. I looked over to my alarm, it was 6:39. I turned off the alarm, rubbed my eyes to wake up and slowly got out of bed. I went over to my dresser, picked out my clothes for the day and went to take a shower. Of course Percy was already in there and knowing him he's probably already done and just waiting for me to knock on the door so he can annoy me and make us almost late for school, again.

I sighed and knocked on the door.

"Yea, who is it?" My dad, unexpectedly, answered.

"Oh, sorry dad, when are you gonna finish? I need to get ready for school." I said.

"Um, five minutes okay?" he said.

"Alright." I said.

I stood there waiting for the five minutes, but when you have ADHD it feels like five hours. Anyway he came out dressed and dried off in the same clothes he had on yesterday, which was a t-shirt and jeans.

"Umm, why are you wearing the same clothes as yesterday?" I asked.

"Oh, well I don't have any other clothes so I'm going shopping today." He said and walked towards the kitchen.

I took my shower, brushed my hair, and got dressed. I was wearing a Three Days Grace band tee, skinny jeans and red converse. I went to my room, grabbed my bag and went to the kitchen. When I got there my dad and brother were already eating pancakes and bacon. Yum.

"Morning honey, how many do you want?" my mom asked.

"Two please." I said and for the next fifteen minutes I ate my syrup drenched pancakes and bacon. When I was done I looked at the clock, it was 7:28. Shit, I'm gonna be late.

"Mom can you give us a ride, we're gonna be late." I whined.

"Sorry sweetie, but I'm not even ready. Percy can you take them?"

"Yea, sure, just tell me where to go." My dad said kissing my mom on the cheek, and with that the normal twenty minute walk turned into a five minute drive.

Stephanie's POV (A/N: sorry if you don't like her POV but I won't do hers very often.)

It's been a week since Alice was kidnapped. We didn't go on our trip to Maine but I didn't care much, I just wanted my friend to be okay. I had been crying almost the entire week. My parents say it will be good for me to get out of the house so they are sending me to school today, even though I still don't feel like moving.

*time skip*

So there I am getting off of the bus and walking towards the entrance when I hear a really loud car pulling up. I turn to see, as well as almost everyone else, a black sports car pull up. The windows were slightly tinted so I couldn't see who was in it.

A girl with black hair, that I knew so well, as well as a boy with blond hair got out of the car. Before the girl could even turn around I slammed into her hugging like a maniac.

"Alice! You're okay. I missed you so much." I said as we broke apart.

"Man this is getting old. You probably heard I was kidnapped, right?" she asked. I nodded.

"Well I wasn't, and there's someone I want you to meet." She said gesturing to the car, and the passenger widow rolled down to reveal a man in the driver's seat.

"Have a good day at school, Alice. Percy." The man in the driver's seat said.

"Thanks dad. This is my friend Stephanie." She said pointing to me.

"Hello Stephanie. Do you two want me to pick you up after school or not?" he asked Percy and Alice.

"Umm, sure."

"Oh and I almost forgot, your mom told me to give this to you." He said reaching into his wallet and pulling out a couple of fives, and handing one to Percy and Alice.

"Thanks dad." They said.

"Alright now don't get into any trouble." He warned with a grin on his face and drove off.

Alice's POV

"Alice?" Stephanie asked.

"Hmmm"

"Why did you keep calling that guy your dad?"

"Because he is." I responded.

"That wasn't George."

"I never said he was. I just said he was my dad. As in my real dad." I said as we got to my locker.

"Wait, you mean he was your bi- bio- biolo-biological father?"

"Duh, I just said that." I said slamming my locker.

"Wait I- I thought he was dead?" she asked as we started towards homeroom.

"Nope. Just a coma." I said.

"So then where have you been for the last week?"

"My mom's old home." I told her, I mean it's not like I could tell her I was at a camp for children of the gods.

"Sounds boring." She said as we got into the classroom.

"Oh, not really. They live on a huge farm right next to the beach."I said, which was partially true. Camp did have a farm and was on the beach.

RING!RING!RING!

"Okay class we're gonna go around the room and I want you to say the favorite present you got for Christmas." The teacher said as she took attendance. Some kids said they got new videogames, others, mostly those spoiled, preppy girls, said new Gucci bags or clothes. And then it was my turn.

"Alice, what was your favorite present?" the teacher asked.

I thought about it for a moment. Was it the bracelets I got, the fact that I no longer had to put up with George. Then it hit me.

"I found out my dad was alive." I said with a huge smile on my face, and everyone gasped. They all knew that my dad was supposedly dead since I've known most of them since kindergarten.

"Well that sounds like an amazing gift." My teacher, Mrs. Jones, said.

*Time skip*

It was lunch time and I was sitting with my friends and my brother. We were eating that crappy school lunch, you know the kind where you're not sure if it's edible. Note to self: Remember to pack lunch from now on, I thought.

We were eating our food, or trying to, when my old nemesis, Hanna Engle, came over with her friends. Let me tell you a little bit about her. She's one of those girls who acts and dresses in a way that you just know that she'll be working on a street corner when she's older, as well as most of the people she hangs out with. Today she was wearing, even though it was like 17 degrees outside, a body fitting spaghetti strap top, clearly trying to show everyone that she was more developed than your normal 13 year old girl, and a black mini-skirt.

"Hey, losers." She said taking my unopened milk carton and drinking it.

"What do you want, Hanna?" I asked though gritting teeth.

"Oh nothing I was just wondering how our resident retards with no daddy were doing." She said as she, and her slutty friends, laughed.

"I'm pretty sure we've been through this, we're dyslexic, but I guess you're too stupid to remember that far back." I snapped at her. She made the very mature response of throwing the rest of the milk she had been drinking on me and walked away, she and her friends swaying their hips and making all the boys stare at them and laughing at me.

"She really gets on my nerves." I said.

"Yea well, there isn't much we can do. But just think about it when you're doing something productive with your life she'll be loaded with STD's from all the sex. " Jessica, one of my other friends, said, and we all started cracking up.

"Yea I guess you're right. I'll be back in a few minutes." I said getting up and heading for the bathroom to clean myself up.

The rest of the day was better but I smelled like rotten milk for the last hour of school. The final bell just rung and I was walking to my locker with Stephanie.

"Hey Alice, can your dad give me a ride home?" she asked.

"I'll ask him but why don't you just ride the bus like usual?"

"Don't you remember? Hanna rides my bus." She said as we left the building, and meeting up with Percy.

"Oh, yea sure." I said. I looked for my dads' car and spotted it four cars down. We walked over to it.

"Hey dad! Can you give Stephanie a ride home?" I asked.

"Yea, I don't mind, but why do you smell like rotten milk?" he asked taking a whiff of air.

"I spilled my milk at lunch." I said.

"Okay. So Stephanie, you remind me of someone I used to know. What's your dad's name?" my dad asked as we started towards Stephanie's home.

"Umm, Travis. Travis Stoll." She said.

"Why does that matter dad?" Percy asked.

"Oh, well let's just say he owes me something." My dad said with a playful smile on his face.

We drove for about ten minutes, weaving between the traffic and different streets, but we finally made it to Stephanie's home. She was blushing the whole way because she had to sit next to Percy.

"Alright let's go say hi." My dad said as he turned the car off and stepped out. We walked over to the door, Stephanie unlocked it and we stepped inside.

"Dad, I'm home!" She called throughout the house.

"Coming honey!" her dad called from upstairs. When he got to the bottom of the stairs he saw my dad and just stared.

"S'up Travis? How ya been?" my dad asked.

"Heh, so the report was true. You really are back from the dead." He said as he gave my dad a hug.

"Oh and you know what I remembered?" my dad asked.

"Uhh, you don't mean."

"Yup, now pay up."

"Uhh, well you see I don't have any on me right now." He said.

"Umm, what's going on?" I asked.

"Oh, sorry honey. Travis here just owes me some money from a bet we made when I was younger." My dad said.

"What kind of bet?" Percy asked.

"Well I wasn't sure at the time but before I left your mom was acting strange so I made a bet with Travis on why she was acting like that. I bet that she was pregnant and he said she was just mad at me. I won, but don't tell your mom I was gambling." He explained.

"You bet on our mom being pregnant?" I blurted out. My dad just shrugged it off.

"So who's her mom? Is it Julie?" my dad asked.

"Yea, we got married a few months after we turned eighteen."

"Does she?" my dad asked. I think he was implying if she knew about the gods.

"No, not yet, but soon." He said.

We spent about an hour there, Percy and I played with Stephanie, and my dad and Mr. Stoll talked about stuff that I'm not quite sure of. We left around 4:30.

That night my parents were arguing.

"Mom, dad, why are you arguing?" I asked walking into the kitchen.

"Well your dad wants to cook dinner." Mom said.

"Hey if you remember I was a better cook than you were." My dad said which made my mom grunt in anger. My dad finally convinced my mom to let him cook. He made the most delicious lasagna I have ever had. Even as I'm writing this I want more, and I'm already full. Dad was right; he is a great cook.

That night as I put on my oversized shirt and short-shorts I thought my life would be perfect.

I just didn't realize how wrong I was.

(A/N: in case you're wondering who Julie is, she is a daughter of Nyx.)