Here's chapter two! Things get more interesting here...

Disclaimer: I don't own PJO

Lilly's POV

"Lilly! Get up! It's the first day of school!" My mom shouted from downstairs.

"Ugh, fifteen more minutes?" I shouted back.

"We can always get the bucket," my dad said from outside my door. Suddenly I jumped out of bed and went into the bathroom to brush my teeth.

"I'm up!" I shouted and heard my dad laugh. Ever since I first started going to school I've dreaded the bucket, as we've come to call it. Basically, if I don't get up for school when my parents tell me too, my dad throws a bucket of water all over me. At first I thought he was just kidding, but after an incident in first grade when I stayed in bed, I found out he was serious. It's only happened a few other times, but I didn't want today to be one of them. What I don't understand though is every time he uses it, my bed is completely dry whenever I get out of the shower. I only take about fifteen minutes in the shower and the sheets are always the exact same ones I slept in. That's just one of the few things I don't understand about my parents.

Some nights I heard them argue in the middle of the night over something that didn't make any sense at all.

"She needs to know, Annabeth. I know she's not sixteen yet, but we need to tell her before it's too late." My dad would say and I guessed they were talking about me.

"You're such a seaweed brain!" I've heard my mom call him that before but I never undestood why. "Don't you remember what Grover told you when you first found out the truth? You were safer before you knew the truth. Your scent became stronger when you found out. We need to protect her." I've heard them mention names like Grover, Rachel and Chiron before, but it was always when they were talking in private and I was eavesdropping. Sometimes I'd ask who they were the next morning at breakfast, but my parents acted like they didn't know what I was talking about.

"She's learning more everyday," my dad said, "pretty soon she'll know everything. We need to explain it to her before someone else does. They could convince her to go to the other side."

"I guess you're right. But I'm not sure it's time yet. Let's wait a few weeks." They'd go back and forth for what seemed like hours until my mom finally won.

After I got out of the shower, got dressed, and did my hair, I was ready for school. I looked in my mirror before going downstairs and smiled. My curly blonde hair was in a ponytail like always. I was wearing a turquiose short sleeved blouse with dark jeans and my favorite pair of black flats. I was definitely ready for my first day of tenth grade at a new school.

My parents madw us move around a lot. I never understood why because everytime I asked them, my mom just said it was time to move on. What I really thought was weird though is every time before we move, I hear my parents having one of their strange arguements. All I know up to this point is that moving so much has something to do with me and my 'knowing the truth,' as my dad put it. This time we had moved to Manhattan in the middle of October.

Downstairs I sat down at the table in my chair where my mom had already put a plate of two pancakes with syrup.

"Thanks mom," I said as I took a bite. Next to me my dad was chowing down on blue pancakes. When I had asked him a few years ago why he ate blue food, he had told me his mom used to do it for him all the time. When I finished eating, I stood up and grabbed my backpack from its place next to the door and tried to sneak out quietly.

"Hold it," my mom said as she grabbed her keys from the counter. She walked towards the door and opened it.

"Mom, why can't I just ride the bus like a normal kid?" I hated how she did this everyday. It's so embarassing.

"Sweetie," she said as she looked at me, "I know nothing makes sense to you now, but trust me, it will soon." She got in the car and started it up as I got into the passenger seat. After a few minutes of riding in silence, we were in front of the school. I jumped out and ignored my mom when she told me to have a good day.

Four o'clock. Finally! The day hadn't gone good at all, until seventh period that is. In the beginning of english class, my teacher was mad at me because she thought I was lying about being dyslexic, especially when I told her that my whole family is dyslexic. She started making phone calls.

"So you can't read?" A girl with straight blonde hair said and started laughing. The entire class except for one girl started laughing and making fun of me. The teacher hung up the phone and had a sympathetic look on her face.

"I'm so sorry, Lilly. I'll help you read. We have another girl with dyslexia too." She pointed to a girl with jet black hair and bright blue eyes and her skin was oive colored. She had glasses and was wearing a white t-shirt with light blue jeans.

"Allison, trade places with Matt." The girl got up and traded places with the boy next to me.

"Hi," the girl said. "You can call me Ally. What's your name?"

"Lilly," I said. "Who's that?" I asked, pointing to the girl who had made fun of me. She was still laughing, as well as the rest of the class and the teacher was trying to hush them.

"That's Alexis. Just ignore her. She thinks she's so awesome because her parents are rich, but she is really stupid."

"Okay, Lilly," the teacher said. "I'm Ms Osmund. Right now we are in the middle of reading the Odyssey. Allison just listens along while we read and you can do the same. Class, open your books up to page five hundred and two." Allison was opening her book.

"The pictures are fun to look at," she said and I opened mine too.

"Whoa," I muttered as I stared at the picture. There was writing in Greek and I could understand it.

"What is it?" Ally asked.

"Nothing." I said. It was too weird.

"You can read it too?" she asked and I looked at her.

"Yeah, but it doesn't make sense. If I can't read in English, how would I be able to read in Greek? I've never even seen Greek writing before."

"I hadn't either until a few weeks ago. I found another dyslexic kid and asked if he could read it and he thought I was crazy. Weird, huh?" I nodded. I flipped through the pages and stopped when I saw a familiar name.

"Chiron," I muttered. "Who's Chiron?" I asked Allison and she looked surprised to hear the name.

"Chiron? I've heard my parents mention him before, but they never told me who he was."

"This is weird. His name is on ancient greek things so he must be famous or something. But why wouldn't our parents tell us who he was? And why would they be discussing some guy from like a thousand years ago?"

"I don't know," Allison said. "But I'm so glad I met you. I was beginning to think I was going crazy." We talked during the rest of class instead of listening to the story and found out that we had a lot in common. Her family, like mine, kept moving around and spoke about strange things in private.

When the bell rang, we both exchanged phone numbers and decided to wait outside the school for our parents together. I was kind of hungry and got excited when I saw a donut shop across the street.

"Ooh," I said, "let's go to the Monster Donut shop. I didn't notice that on the way to school."

"It must be brand new," Ally said, "I've never seen it either." We walked across the street and went inside. I was surprised to see that we were the only customers.

"Maybe no one else has noticed it yet," Ally said and I shrugged. There were tons of fresh donuts being made and I could smell them.

"Which one should I get?" I asked. My phone started ringing.

"Hello?" I said.

"Lilly! Where are you?" It was Mom.

"Oh my friend Ally and I just went across the street to that new donut shop."

"Donut shop? There wasn't a donut shop there earlier."

"I didn't notice it either. Ally said it must be brand new. It's called Monster Donut or something like that."

"Lilly! Get out of there now!"

"Why?"

"Just get out now! Please! I'll explain everything to you later! Just get out!"

"Okay, Mom. We'll go back to the school then. Bye."

"Lilly, wait-" I pressed the end button.

"Who was that?" Allison asked.

"My mom. She told us to get out now."

"Then let's go!" We started toward the door when suddenly bars went down in front of the door and a huge sack fell over my head and entire body. I heard a thump noise and a scream next to me.

"Ally?" I asked, trying desperately to get out. Suddenly I heard another thump, felt pain in my head, and everything went black.

Well there's chapter two! I hope you enjoyed it (well not the end though)! Review! Please and thank you! :D Sorry if I spelled Allison different at differet parts of the story. Anyways, does anyone want to guess who's parents are Allison's? I'll give you a hint: both her parents are half bloods.