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Darrin Carrot Basil's POV

I was running. Running away from something, but I wasn't sure what. I stopped to take a few breaths to calm down. ROARRRR A loud roar along with a loud crash came from somewhere near me. Without a second thought, my legs started running. Running. I had to keep running. Then, my gut told me, to stop running? My brain was telling me to go, but my gut was telling me to stop. My knees were shaking, and only then did I truly realize how scared I was. I heard another roar, but I forced myself to stop running, and take a few deep breaths and calm down.

My eyes adjusted to the inky black darkness that surrounded me, and only then did I realize that I was at the edge of a deep hole. There pit was giving off waves of evil. I knew from my learning at Camp Halfblood that this was Tartarus. Another roar came from behind me, spooking me. I jumped, and a force pulled me pass the edge of the pit. Desperately, I grabbed the ledge of the pit and held on, but I wouldn't be able to hold on for long, I could feel my grip slipping, my hands being worn down every time. An evil laugh came from the pit. "You'll never fit in, demigod scum," Then it gave a sharp hard tug, and my hands let go, I screamed, as I fell farther and farther in the pit.

I woke up drenched in sweat. My father opened the door looking concerned, "Everything alright Carrot?"

I was too shaken to get upset at him calling by the annoying pet name he gave me that was based of my terrible middle name Carrot. Who names their kids' middle name Carrot? But nevertheless, I responded with enough information to tell my dad what had happened, but at the same time, not enough to freak him out. "Demigod Dreams."

With just those two words, he didn't need to ask any other questions. He had heard some of my other demigod dreams, and this one, though nastier then the others, was not much different. He just nodded, "Ah, well, it's time for you to get up anyways! After school you can tell me all about it okay?" I nodded in response, still feeling shaken up. "Alrighty then, I'll just let you get ready for school then." As he closed the door.

I stared at the door thinking about what Tartarus had said. "You'll never fit in, demigod scum." The demigod scum thing didn't bother me, it was the part about me not fitting in. I guess it hurts because its true. I don't fit in with the mortals at our school. They think that I'm weird since I'm a gender fluid. I walked over to my wardrobe. I tried to think back to how I had felt when I had first woken up, which was hard, seeing that I had just woken up from a demigod dream. I had felt uneasy, and normally when I feel uneasy, scared, worried, and happy when I wake up, I tend to switch to my feminine side. When I wake up frustrated, super excited, or really confused, I tend to switch to my masculine side. I don't normally wake up frustrated, excited, or confused, so most of the time I dress in a feminine way.

I browsed through the clothes in my wardrobe looking for a suitable outfit. I looked through racks and racks of clothes before I found the perfect outfit. It was a blue and white checkered button down shirt with navy blue jeans. Since my outfit could go for either gender, I could switch genders anytime of the day if I needed to.

After getting out of my sweat-drenched pajamas I changed into my chosen outfit. I then walked over to my bathroom and looked in the mirror. 'My outfit looks fine,' I mused to myself, 'But I better do something about my hair, it's a mess! It looks like a birds' nest.' I chuckled to myself at the last part. I picked up a hairbrush off the counter and brushed my hair into a simple ponytail. I walked out of the bathroom and down the stairs to the kitchen where my dad was making breakfast. He was making bacon and eggs along with some toast.

"Hey Carrot, I made you some bacon and eggs with toast for breakfast! It's sitting over there on the counter."

"Dad, you know I hate that pet name." I said grinning as I grabbed the plate with my breakfast on it. I walked over to the dining table and started eating. "Hey dad,"

"Yes Darrin?" He asked, not taking his eyes off the pan as he finished cooking the rest of the bacon for himself.

"Can you take me to Camp Halfblood tomorrow for the weekend? If not, I can ask the rest of the campers if they can pick me up?"

He frowned and rubbed his chin, looking up at the ceiling in deep thought. "I think I have a meeting tomorrow, can you ask your friends to pick you up? I'm really sorry." He looked really disappointed, even though it wasn't that big of a deal. It was probably easier just to have Nico or Mrs. O'Leary to pick me up.

"Oh that's fine." I said finishing the rest of my breakfast. Changing the subject I asked, "Hey dad, do you know when the school bus will come to pick me up?"

He looked at his watch and cursed. "The school bus will be here in less than a minute and a half!" He tossed me a brown paper sack, "Here's your lunch, and your backpack is next to the door. Have a good day!" He said giving me a hug.

I gave my father a hug, and told him goodbye. Then I took the sack containing my lunch, grabbed my backpack, and was soon out the door. Luckily for me, the bus stop is just next to our house, so I don't have to worry to much about missing the school bus.

I walked out to the bus stop, and stood by myself. All the other kids in the line weren't my friends. They think that I'm weird since I'm a gender fluid. They all do, the mortals I mean. My friends at Camp Halfblood don't.

I looked around, appreciating all the nature that was around. There was a patch of flowers near my feet and I bent down to get a better view of them. When I took a closer look, I realized that the flowers were yellow and all crowded together, except for one. There was one that was turned the other direction with its head drooped down as if it was sick. I immediately sympathized with the flower, and felt a connection to it. I was the odd one out among the mortals. I turned around to make sure no one was looking. No one was really paying attention to me, like always. I waved my hand over the flower to heal it so it would stand tall. "Stand tall little flower," I told it.

I heard the footsteps of many different feet, as well as the sound of an engine stopping, so I figured that the bus must be here. I picked up my backpack and slung it over my shoulder. I tapped the little flower on the head one last time before boarding the bus. I walked down the aisle looking for a seat, and noticed how everyone seemed to drop their gaze before I could meet their eyes. Typical, but I guess it was better then being bullied. I dropped my bag down on a seat in the front, and sat down. I ruffled through my bag and pulled out my notes for our test.

The rest of the ride to school remained uneventful as no one sat down next to me, so I just continued to review my notes. When we got to school the school bus driver announced, "Get off the bus and don't leave anything on it!"

I picked up my bag and walked off the bus. I followed the crowd through the gates of our school, and looked around. Everyone on the courtyard already had a friend. Even if they didn't have a friend, they knew me, and while they weren't mean, I don't think they really understand me. I walked over to a bench and sat down. Deciding that I was done reviewing my notes, and I pulled out a book (that was translated into Greek so I read it easier) and began reading.

I was so engrossed by my novel that I didn't even notice when a figure sat down next to me. "Uh, hi!" The figure said awkwardly.

I looked up surprised to see a boy sitting there. I had never seen him before, so I assumed he was new. "Hi, I'm Darrin!" I stuck out my hand for him to shake.

"Hi Darrin, I'm Chuck." He shook my hand. I looked around and realized that around us, everyone was staring at us. Realization hit me like a truck. We must have been speaking in ancient Greek!

Just to test my theory, I decided to say something in Greek. "So who's your homeroom teacher?"

"Mr. Krone, you?"

Yup, we were definitely speaking in Greek. "Same, just wondering, are you a," I lowered my voice to a whisper, "Demigod?"

He frowned, "Not quite. My dad's a satyr, but my mom's a cloud nymph. Do you go to Camp Halfblood?"

"Yup, I'm a demigod child of Demeter, I think I've seen you at camp a couple times, but I never really got to know you. Say, are you going to Camp Halfblood tomorrow after school?"

"I think so, I think that some of the demigods will take the Delphi Strawberry Truck to pick me up, why? Do you need a ride?"

I blushed, not wanting to sound too pushy. "Yeah, my dad was going to take me, which is something that he usually does, but he has a meeting today."

The bell rang interrupting our conversation. We stood up and started walking towards the school's entrance.

As we started heading towards the school, I had a debate in my head. Should I tell him or should I not tell him that I am a gender fluid. In the end, I made up my mind to just tell him. "Hey Chuck,"

"Yeah?" He asked, turning to face me.

"I… I'm a gender fluid." I said quietly looking down.

"So? What's your point?" He asked seriously.

I looked up at him, "You don't mind?" I asked amazed.

"No, why would I? You seem like a great friend and person," He paused to chuckle, "Besides, my dad's a satyr while my mom's a cloud nymph. It does get much weirder than that." He laughed.

I couldn't help but crack a grin. "I think that that's rather cool,"

"Yeah, sure you do." He said laughing even harder.

I whacked his arm gently, "Now what's that supposed to mean?"

We argued back and forth, and I was rather glad that I had been alone today, or I might not have met Chuck. Huh, I guess I'll have to thank the mortals for that!

And that's it for today guys! Sorry if I wasn't really accurate on the gender fluid thing, I don't really know much about the topic, so I searched it up. But even so, don't judge people who they are guys :D Even though Darrin was 'different' in the eyes of everyone, she's a really awesome person. So guys, just remember, there is amazingness in everyone, even if you don't see eye to eye.

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