Percy felt like throwing her head into the steering wheel a million times. She felt so stupid and dumb. She would do that later…right now she was driving and she had to pick up the evil ones.

Paul and Patsy. Paul nine years old with brown hair and blue pale eyes. He hid his eyes behind a foggy and dirty pair of glasses. Patsy a spitten image of Percy. Beautiful and of age eleven. Only her hair was orange. They had been mistaked by many people of being sisters. Paul was a hilarious little joke, and Patsy was a selfless loving person. A angel on earth. Cousins to the end of time. They were known as The 3 P's.

Paul waited on the bench, waiting. Patsy did as well. Patsy sat there with her head in the book and Paul sat there with ants in his pants. Swinging his legs on the bench. "Where the bloody hell is she?"

Patsy snapped her head up. "Paul how dare you cuss! Your not old enough to do that! If Percy knew you said that!"

"Oh! She could care less! BLOODY HELL!" Paul said with a big smile.

"Paul! Stop or I will tell her."Patsy said and shoved him.

Percy pulled up to the curb by the school. "Anchors away!" Paul yelled and jumped off the bench. He grabbed his back pack and ran to the truck. Patsy followed behind him.

Paul flung the door open. "Hey Percy!"

"What?" Percy said rubbing her head.

"BLOODY HELL!" Paul yelled with a smile.

"That's nice get in the car." Percy said motioning for them to come in.

"He shouldn't be allowed to say that…" Patsy said climbing in behind him.

"Yeah well, I will tell on him later." Percy said. She threw the iPod at her cousin that was plugged into the cigarette thing. "Paul do me a favor and find 'Bad Day' for me will ya'."

Paul looked at Patsy with a frown. Patsy returned it to him. "Bad day there Percy?" Patsy asked.

"Yeah, they should call this National Screw Up Day…Oh, its older people stuff, teenager stamped. Forget it."

Percy drove off and all three sat in silence listening to the song. The sun was still shining. And they should have been enjoying the day but they weren't. They drove onto a desserted road with a few cars on it. Percy looked at the kids then to the road again. Percy set the mood usually, if she wasn't happy no one really was.

Percy had to stop the silence, "So how was school?"

"I beat up a kid today!" Paul yelled.

"Percy whats the matter with you?" Patsy said right away after Paul. "You should be happy! What could possibly be making you sad right now! Your opera recitle is tomorrow! Be Happy!"

"Patsy you have no idea what I just did, so don't say anything!" Percy yelled right back at her.

"She murdered someone, I knew it!" Paul yelled out.

"Paul shut up!" Both girls rang out in unison.

From the 3 P's gazes they didn't realize they were heading into a forest down the deserted road.

"Ok,I got an idea lets play the quiet game." Percy yelled.

"Lets not and say we did!" Patsy yealled. "Grow up you big baby! You make everything little into a big deal." Patsy was now ruining her title for being selfless and nice all the time. Believe me she can turn to the dark side.

"Hey Patsy! Go play in traffic!" Percy yelled.

"Im staying out of this…" Paul sang to himself in a soft whisper.

"Gee, I'd love to but-AHHHH! PERCY LOOK OUT!"

Before Percy could think twice she turned her gaze back to what was in front of her. They were heading down a hill and right for a tree. Before the knew it…BAM!