I'm back with the next chapter! Yay!

Just a warning, since I'm 15 and I go to English school I have very important exams this year called GCSEs (people who go to British school already know this) and this week is my Mock week…. Ahh! So I might be slow at updating, but I'll try my best!

Anyway, I know that English isn't my first language so if I made any spelling/grammar mistakes please tell me in the reviews. And please review because it makes my day when I see that someone has reviewed my story.

OK, I'll stop talking… On with the story

Scott's POV:

I woke up with a start. I had had such a vivid dream I thought it was real, but I couldn't remember any of the details.

Groggily, I checked the time on my phone. 7:30. Well, it wasn't that early. So I decided to get out of bed and cook some breakfast. Maybe even surprise my mom with some scrambled eggs (A/N: I love scrambled eggs!).

It was the weekend and I didn't really have anything interesting planned for today other then hang out with Stiles and the rest of the pack.

Then, I remembered what my mom had told me last night; my cousin was coming to stay with us! What was his name? Peter? Whatever. It was going to be fun having another person in this house, even though we had very little space. The last time someone stayed here was Isaack (A/N spelling?) but he moved back in with Derek since things got a bit awkward between us when he started dating Allison. Nonetheless, we were still friends, no, everybody in the pack was family to me.

I went downstairs to cook my mom some breakfast when I found that she was already there, and breakfast was already cooked. She's just such a great mom that I can't even cook her some breakfast she's already got that sorted. (A/N: does that sentence even make sense to you? I'm not really good at writing down what I think… sorry, I'll stop with the author's notes now.)

"Morning Scott!" she said full of energy.

"Morning, thanks for breakfast," I said, yawning.

"Your welcome, did you get everything out of your room?" she asked. Oh right, I had to sleep on the couch. It was only fair. I was the oldest and the kid had gone through so much the least I could do was give him my bed.

"Not yet, I'll go do that after breakfast," I answered.

"Good," she answered. "Well, have fun, be back at 6pm so you can meet your cousin. I got to go to the hospital my shift is starting," she said.

"Bye mom," I said. She picked up her handbag and left. I finished my food and went to clear out my room.

~Time skip~ A/N: I don't really know what the pack does when they're not battling supernatural creatures, so I apologize if the characters seem OOC

Lydia's POV:

I was in my room with Allison, picking out a nice outfit to wear. Was there a party? No, it was my Sunday outfit. And don't judge me; each and every outfit I wear needs to be thought through and calculated. Today, it was sunny out so maybe I would go with my flower dress. Yes, why not.

"How about this one?" I asked Allison pointing at my mini flower dress.

"Nice, it will suit you," she answered. Suddenly, we hear a knock on the door. We look through the window of my room and see three impish boys waving at us outside. I rolled my eyes.

Allison and I walked downstairs and opened the door because they wouldn't stop knocking. The knocking had even turned into a tune.

"Stiles, you can stop knocking now," I told him as I opened the door. His fist was raised in the air. Next to him were Isaack and Scott.

"What can we do for you boys?" asked Allison.

"My cousin is going to be moving in with me!" yelled Scott. I was a bit confused. I didn't know Scott had a cousin.

"Where's he from?" I asked.

"Manhattan, New York" he answered.

"Cool, what's he doing in Beacon Hills?" asked Allison.

"Well, he doesn't really have anywhere else to go," I frowned at this.

"He's an orphan," said Stiles.

"Oh, poor boy" I said. "How old is he?"

"he turned 13 a few weeks ago," said Scott.

The five of us started walking down the road. I looked at Isaack who was frowning slightly, looking down.

"His mom died in June, he never knew his dad and his stepdad was sent to prison for hitting him… so he's moving in with us." Finished Scott.

"But, don't get off track here Scott, the reason we are telling you this is because we are going to have to keep wolfy talk to a minimum," said Stiles.

"wolfy talk?" said Isaack crossing his arms.

"Yeah, werewolf talk, supernatural talk. And don't look at me like that Isaack you're the one with that ridiculous scarf when it's like 90 degrees out" said Stiles. Isaack just rolled his eyes.

"So, do you guys want to come to my house and meet him?" asked Scott.

"Don't you think too many of us might scare him?" asked Allison

"Nonsense!" said Stiles.

"If you say so…" I said.

~Time Skip~

Percy's POV: (A/N: finally!)

I was nervous as social services stopped in front of this small house next to the road. I didn't know what to expect. What if these people were like Gabe? Not only that, but I'd have to fight monsters and go to camp without ever telling them that I was a demigod. Hopefully, the mist will handle the monsters part. I just hoped they weren't clear sighted like my mom.

I just wish I could stay at camp all year round. My mom had always wanted me to have a normal education as well as training. So the least I could do was honour her wish.

"This is it," said the driver. I got out of the car. A petite red-headed lady following me. She was my social worker. She rang the doorbell with her small, manicured hands. She was annoying with her high-pitched voice. She reminded me of Professor Umbridge from Harry Potter, except that she was younger, skinnier and had red hair.

A kind looking women, slightly older than my mom opened the door. She must be my Aunt.

"Percy?" she asked

"S'up" I told her.

"Oh, you've grown so much! The last time I saw you, you were a little baby!" she said and gave me a huge hug. I stiffened but eventually hugged her back. Eventually she let me go and I saw some people standing behind her.

"Percy, this is my son Scott," she pointed to a tanned black-haired dude with a slightly crooked but defined jaw.

"Hey," he said and raised his hand in greeting. I just nodded at him.

"And those are his friends," she said, "Stiles," a scrawny but athletic kid with short hair and big hazel eyes raised his hand. "Allison," a tall girl with long black hair and pale skin smiled at me. She was beautiful and reminded me of snow white. "Isaack," she pointed to a tall, curly haired boy with light brown hair and blue eyes. "And last but not least, Lydia" I looked at the last girl in the group, She had strawberry blonde hair and green-hazel eyes.

They all looked about the same age. Around 3 to 4 years older than me.

"Everybody, this is Percy," finished my Aunt pointing at me. I was slightly annoyed; I could introduce myself thank you very much.

"Oh, and you can call me Aunt Melissa if you want," she told me.

Overall, this new family looked ok. Better than Gabe. Maybe staying here wouldn't be too bad.

Allison's POV:

"Everybody, this is Percy," finished Miss McCall. I looked closely at Scott's cousin. He was tanned, like Scott, and had bright sea green eyes. He also had messy jet-black hair that looked like he had just got out of the shower. He was so cute with his big bright eyes that I wanted to go up to him and hug him tightly and mess up his already messy hair.

He was too young to have gone through so much pain. I knew what it was like to lose someone you loved. My own mom had died a few months ago.

"Oh, and you can call me Aunt Melissa if you want," said Miss McCall.

"Kids, do you want to stay for dinner?" she asked, Stiles, Lydia, Isaack and I.

We shrugged and said, "Sure!"

"Percy do you have any bags or luggage or any other belongings you need help to bring upstairs to your room?" asked Miss McCall kindly.

"It's ok, I'll do it myself," he answered. Even his voice was cute. It made me wish I had a little sibling or a cousin as well.

It turns out, Percy only carried around a shoe box. Was that all he had? I noticed that he was wearing an orange t-shirt that said, 'Camp Half-Blood'. He noticed me looking at it.

"It's a summer camp I go to," he told me. He also had a necklace with a clay bead on it.

"You have nothing else, honey, no clothes?" asked Miss McCall. Percy just shook his head.

"Well, ok, make yourself at home, I'll prepare some dinner," she said. Percy walked upstairs with his show box and the rest of us helped Miss McCall set the table.

That's then end. Hope you liked it! Please review, I don't mind constructive criticism.

Byeee Mati