So I submited a story for JCL reginals. It was about Anya's (from Guardian of the River Styx) backstory. I made it a bit longer than the original. And guess what! I GOT FIRST PLACE! :D *does happy dance* And now I'm eating which I haven't done since about noon. Everything is good :)

Oh! and I also baought the first Hunger Games book yesterday. This is a really good day.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything realated to PJO, unless you count Violet

Violet POV

I can't believe my luck.

Now, everyone thinks I'm a phsyco, weirdo, insane daughter of Hades. So much for getting friends. And, everyone thinks Hades broke the oath twice. So now Nico might get dirty looks. Notice I said 'might'? It's because I'm still lying in the stupid bed in this stupid cabin at this extremely stupidcamp.

Oh, and the worst part? I have to where and orange T-shirt. Orange! Orange is so NOT my color! Or Nico's for that matter.

"Come one. You have to get up."

I looked to the left. Nico stood wearing black shorts, black sneakers, and an orange Camp Half-Blood T-shirt. He looked horrible in orange.

"No." I turned my head so I could stare at the ceiling again. "There is no way I'm going out there at being looked at as a freak."

"Well, if you changed out of those silky black PJs, they won't."

I looked at Nico in a 'are you freaking kidding me right now' kind of look. He backed up putting his hands up in surrender.

"Almost everyone here was once considered a freak." He said that encouragingly, and it would have help if not for last night.

"Yes, but there is no way in Hades I'm going out there after my blow-up last night."

Nico was quiet. I thought I had won (yes! I get to stay in bed all day!), but then he surprised me by saying something really intelligent…and deep.

"So you're just going to hide in here forever? You can do that since you're a goddess, but that also means there's no way to ever see Apollo again. And I have a feeling you wouldn't like that. Also, I know you're in bad terms with him right now, but this is your chance to prove that Hades can have good kids and that it doesn't matter who your parents are. It only matters about who you are."

I stared at Nico. "Wow. That was…deep."

"Hey! I take offense to that, I can be deep!" Nico crossed his arms across his chest, he was smirking to. "So are you coming to breakfast?"

"No, I'm not hungry. But," I quickly added, "I'll meet you afterward at the..." I couldn't remember what my first class was. I can't believe I have 'classes'! It's just like school …Well, I assume it's just like school. I've never been.

"The arena," Nico put in. "Are you sure?" He didn't wait for me to answer. "Ya, you're sure. I'll see you in about an hour." Nico walked through the door, but then poked his out the door. "Oh, and you're ganna fight Percy." He ran faster than Hermes did when there was a sale at his favorite joke shop.

I just groaned. No point in running after him now, especially in my PJs. But I did get up and change into jean shorts, black tennis shoes, and an orange (oh gods, why?) Camp Half-Blood T-shirt. I looked in the mirror; my neck felt like it was being suffocated. I quickly took the shirt off and cut it along the collar. I put it back on- much better. I put my hair into a long braid, gave myself one quick glance over, and began meandering toward the arena. I knew I had an hour, but I wasn't in a hurry. I thought everyone was at breakfast, so imagine my surprise when I run (literally- or maybe I should've said walk) into a certain daughter of a certain god.

I was slowly walking backward. Why? Because it's cool… Alright fine. That's what Apollo and I would do whenever we were on a date. So I obviously couldn't see behind me and WHAM! I ran into something. And that something fell to the ground with a startled cry. I turned around hoping for someone whose name ended with –iper. Too bad it ended with –isse.

"Opps, sorry."

The being grunted and got up. I tensed. Oh crap.

"Oh, it's you. The freak whose tried to kill Travis last night." The figure was glaring at me.

"I thought you hated Travis." I tried to find a way to get out of there ASAP (I know, I know; running away is cowardly. Well, bull. You would've ran to). I once fought her dad and it was horrible. We were playing Truth or Dare up at Olympus once, and let me tell you: never pick dare after daring Aphrodite to not wear make-up for a week. It's frightening how scary the love goddess can be.

The large muscular girl snorted. "Of course I do. But it's not your job to threaten people and destroy their dignity. It's mine."

"Look Clarisse, I really don't want to fight you." I backed away slowly. I lost badly when Ares and I fought. The battle lasted all of ten minutes and I spend ten weeks in the infirmary (at least it was when Apollo and I were friends; I would have been so bored otherwise).

Clarisse smirked, suddnely her eyes light up, as if she had a billiant idea. "You know," she took a step forward and I took a step back, "there's a tradition going on with newbies and-"

"Hey! Back off slime-ball!"

I looked behind me and saw Percy and Annabeth walking towards me. I wasn't sure who he was talking to, so I just remained still. To my surprise, Percy put himself between Clarisse and I saying,

"Why don't you go pick on someone your own size."

I wasn't sure why, with Clarisse being a daughter of Ares and all, but she actually glared at Percy, then at me, and then stalked off muttering about pies. Or maybe pipes.

What was that about? "Umm, thanks?" Annabeth nodded while Percy flashed me a smile. "I was just going to warm up for our, er, training practice together, so I guess I'll see you later." I had a sinking feeling I knew why they weren't at breakfast.

I tried to walk away, but Annabeth had grabbed my arm. "Actually," she pulled me towards the Poseidon cabin, "we wanted to talk to you." Well, feeling confirmed.

I tried to get away, but Percy grabbed my other arm. "Don't worry, our interrogations aren't deadly, just," he glanced at Annabeth and then smirked at me, "persuasive."

"Great." I mumbled. "I've always wanted to be interrogated by deadly lovebirds."

I didn't miss the confused looks Percy and Annabeth exchanged.

This will be fun…