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Thalia POV:

I watched her multicolored hair as she left Percy's apartment.

Nico was the first to speak. "Well, that was interesting."

I snorted, "Yeah. I love how everyone was talking about the amazing things Percy did, while the only thing said about me is that I was a Pine Tree."

Annabeth put a sympathetic hand on my shoulder. "It's okay Thals, the good thing is you're not a tree anymore."

"It'd still be nice not to be known as the tree girl." I huffed.

"Anyways..." Percy said, trying to change the subject. "She actually knew who her mom was. Isn't that an interesting twist."

I nodded. "Yeah, well she kind of had to know. It would be hard not explaining to your daughter why she could change her hair color."

"Im surprised... when you described what Liza said to Olivia, she didn't really seem to think it was big deal. Like it happens all the time." Annabeth said to her boyfriend, who she was leaning against.

"Well, the rainbow does stand for Hope." I added thoughtfully.

"I wonder if she's had any problems with monsters. I mean, she already knew who her mom was. I know children of Iris aren't really that strongly scented." Annabeth said.

"Like us." I gestured to myself, my best friend, and my two cousins.

"-But," she continued "I don't really know about her whole powers thing. Would that make her scent more powerful? There's never really been a power like that before."

Percy pretended to gasp. "Did the did the all- powerful and infinitely wise Annabeth Chase just say she doesn't know? What has the world come to?" He said very dramatically. Almost too dramatically- if I didn't know any better I would think he was a child of Apollo.

"Shut up." The all- powerful and infinitely wise Annabeth Chase muttered.

Olivia POV, later that night

I didn't know where I was. I was sitting cross- legged on a cloud.

That kind of gave it away that it was a dream.

I mean, I wasn't dumb. I knew that clouds were really just particles of water vapor in the air, not actual tangible things.

But as I sat on the fluffy cloud, I wasn't concerned about the fact that I should be falling, not sitting on it.

I seemed to be oddly at peace. Like I had been here before.

In front of me was a beautiful sunset, and I sat there letting the sun wash over me.

"You've done well, my child." A voice said. I couldn't really pinpoint where the voice was coming from... it seemed to be spoken from all around me.

Gears in my head started to put the pieces together. My mother was speaking to her.

That's why I felt so at peace. So free.

And I had been here before. But only once. When I was very young, when my mother first told me of my gift.

Part of me wanted to respond to my mother- 'yeah, not really. I just managed to survive, if that's what you mean'.

But I held my tongue. Instead, I just said "Thank you", trying to sound as humble as I could.

It was as if she read my mind. "Don't fear." She materialized in front of me, looking like a very peaceful, beautiful hippie. She was wearing a tye-dye t-shirt that said R.O.F.L. "You may not see it yet, but you are starting a very important chapter in your life. Starting with the arrival of your new friends." As she spoke to me her eyes were constantly changing colors, like mine.

"I must go now, but just remember. You need to believe in yourself, and always remember: the rainbow stands for Hope."

She got up from her cloud and vanished, leaving a shimmering rainbow behind her.

I woke up with a start, and only a few things registered. One, that this was the first time that my mother had spoken to me since I was 7. And two, that she had only said 5 sentences.

Next day, Lunch:

I looked across the lunchroom, looking for the circular table I had sat at the day before.

When I say my 4 new friends sitting there with one open seat, my heart leaped.

I know that probably sounds, lame, but I wasn't generally the person that other people would save a seat for.

When I walked over to sit in said seat, I caught the tail end of an argument that must have been going on for a while now.

"... I'm telling you, they must have some stupid name, like Zeus Juppa." Thalia was saying.

"Zeus Juppa? What the Hades kind of name is that?" Percy asked.

"Mortals come up with stupid names some times. Like Ohia. What kind of name is that? The feminine Ohio?!"

"Okay, one, I have never, nor will I ever know anyone named Ohia. And second, this is not what the argument is about." Annabeth arbitrated.

I saw the chance, and I took it. "Yeah, um, what is this argument about?"

"You know, our other half of the family? We were wondering what our parent's names would appear like on our school records in the office." Nico explained.

I nodded. "The same goes for me too, I guess."

"Couldn't they just say that the mom didn't know who the dad was? That happens sometimes." Thalia reasoned.

Annabeth rolled her eyes. "You're forgetting about the people who have the mortal dad, not mom."

"Well, one way or another, I want to find out." Percy said, obviously done with the conversation.

"That's easy," I said "I'll just sneak into the office and steal our files to look at."

"It's not that easy, Olivia." Annabeth said slowly, like she's used to dealing with friends who make rash decisions.

Come to think of it, that actually makes a lot of sense.

"What is someone catches you?" She said.

I shrugged. "Aren't we supposed to do dangerous things?" I asked. "You've saved the world already."

"Twice." Percy said. "But that's not the point. Besides, your hair is kind of... bright and distracting. You can't sneak around with bright blue and pink and purple hair."

"Oh, but you seem to be forgetting something." I say as I pull up my hood on my jacket. "My hair doesn't have to stay bright blue and pink and purple."

I willed my hair to morph into a conventional, totally normal shade of brown. I made my eyes brown too. I loved watching the expressions on their faces, like this still is new to them.

"I guess that's one advantage to that." Annabeth mused.

I nodded "Espionage."

Haha, I had to take a brake to look up stupid names, and I finally found Ohia.

No offense to any Ohias out there, but... what were your parents thinking?

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