Author's Note: Let's get some things straight here! Landon Jefferson is not Logan Lerman, he just looks A LOT like him. Thanks so much for reading, you guys are cool beans! (:

Artemis read me like a Dr. Seuss book. Artemis read me like a teenage hormonal boy reading porn. Simple and easy, as if the words were written across my forehead.

"Something going on?" asked Artemis, her eyebrows lifting to make her forehead wrinkle.

"Nothing at all," I lied, keeping my voice easy and light. "and if there was… well, this surely isn't the time to talk about it. Right, mom?"

Artemis nodded in agreement and sat back in her thrown, giving me a smile. "What shall we talk about?"

A thousand million questions jumped into my mind. But one thing I needed to know for sure was about my father. What was he like? How did he look like?

"My dad," I answered firmly.

Artemis looked uneasy, but then sighed in surrender. "He was truly a great man, honestly."

"But you killed him?" I got straight to the point. I had a feeling Artemis was unicorn-shitting me with this kiss up talk.

"I did," she whispered. "and truly, I am sorry. I had no other choice, really. Why would I want to kill someone I loved?"

I was silent for a moment. You really can't control who you fall in love with… it was just nature taking a hold of you. A side of me couldn't blame my mom for falling for a man—a mortal. But another side of me wanted to buy a blowtorch and fry her hair into bits. I'm sure I'd be able to get away with that.

"Well I wouldn't know. I've never been in your position before, so asking me won't give you much of an answer," I replied, getting smart with my mom.

"You will soon," said Artemis, wisely. "maybe not physically, but internally. Like breaking someone's heart, for instance. You may not do it intentionally, but it happens."

"Yeah," I sighed. "I get it."

We talked about my dad. Artemis told me his name was Alex Johnson. I was named after him. Artemis and my dad met when my dad was sixteen. Of course, my mom didn't look like an old woman. She transformed into a sixteen-year-old herself and looked like me. They fell in love.

Artemis killed Alex with a pill from Aphrodite—the Pill of Love. Love kills and that's exactly what it did to Alex. Once Artemis knew she was pregnant with Alex's child, she knew that it'd risk too much to keep him alive. And so, what was done, was done.

Later...

Everyone was beat tired—including the gods and goddesses. The demigods arrived at Camp Half-Blood at 3AM. Quietly, everyone went back to their cabins for a night's rest.

I watched as Percy walked into his cabin. He seemed upset, but I couldn't figure out what exactly was bothering him. I wanted to go talk to him, to make him feel better. But I was probably the person who had upset him. Walking in on a friend having sex wasn't the best cup-of-tea.

Sighing, my legs moved to my cabin. I gave in to the empty night and lied on my bed. Without taking off my heels or taking a shower, I fell asleep. It was something I needed because being unconscious was a time where I didn't have to worry about my problems.

The next day…

I woke up. I felt numb and awkward in my dress. Realizing I hadn't done anything aside from sleeping last night, I jumped into the shower.

My mood was cranky and bitchy. I didn't want to talk to anyone, and if I had to my answers would be short.

Getting ready was a blur. Honestly, I wouldn't even have noticed if I squirted shampoo on my toothbrush than toothpaste. My mind was clogged with the same crap it was last night.

Percy. Percy. Percy. Percy. Percy.

I grabbed a purple hoodie and a pair of ripped jeans. My hair was in a ponytail and then I was out the door. My stomach rumbled with hunger. Looks like it was time for me to eat something before starving to death.

Of course, I sat alone as usual at my table. I swallowed a slice of pancake without syrup and then drank a glass of milk. The evening was cool.

"Hey," called a voice.

I turned around to see who it was. Landon Jefferson.

"Hello," I croaked out, half smiling.

"Looks like you finally woke up. I told Chiron not to wake you up so early since you had a rough night…" Landon said.

"Oh," I replied, thankful. "thanks."

"Not a problem."

"Sorry I ditched you at the ball. I just needed some air, and the only place I could think of was here."

"It's fine, really."

We were walking over towards the cliff. But something unusual was sitting there on the edge. A person? I squinted and looked over. It was a girl. Her eyes were glowing green. I heard her speaking quickly. It was Rachel, the Oracle of Delphi.