I've been writing a lot of one-shots lately...REVEIW PLEASE!!

~Hayden

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Luke's P.O.V.

"Excuse me, sir?" An old lady asked me. She was at least in her eightes, with white hair and a pink hat. I sighed, put a smile on my face, and turned around.

"Yes?" I asked.

"Can you tell me where the underwear is...Bob?" She asked, peering at my name tag. I almost gagged as I gave the lady directions.

"Thank you." She smiled a little to much for my liking, and I made an excuse to go to the front of the store.

My name isn't really Bob. It's Luke. I'm twenty-four, and I'm a child of the greek god, Hermes. I would give anything to go back to Camp Half-Blood and hang out with my friends as if everything was normal, but it wasn't. I didn't know if they would still like me.

I started a huge war against the titans and gods. It only just ended last year, with barely any help from me. I didn't know if my family and friends were ashamed of me, so I ran. So I had no money, no home, nothing. I went to Manhatten, got a job at Wal-Mart, changed my name, dyed my hair black, and started a new life. A life that sucked, by the way.

I went in the break room and used my ten minutes to eat an apple. When I was leaving, my boss came in.

"Oh, hola, Bobby!" Our boss was Spanish, and only recently learned English. For the first three months he knew me, he thought my name was Mary. Then when he finally got it through his head it was Bob, he started calling me Bobby.

"Hello, Chris." I tried to slip past him, but he held me back with one hand.

"Uh...the bathrooms need cleaning, si?" He asked.

"I don't think so." Oh please, God no!

"Yes they do. You clean them."

I cussed him out in greek.

"Sorry, no comprende. Go clean bathrooms, now please."

I sighed, got a mop and a bucket, and cleaned the bathrooms. When I was done, I checked my watch. Six forty-four. Sixteen minutes till I got off work. I decided to hand out coupons but the door until I got off.

I only had five minutes before they came in. They had the regular list of things that camp needed. They stopped when they saw me.

Annabeth covered her smile with her hand. Percy's jaw dropped. Grover stared with wide eyes. Thalia burst out laughing.

They came up to my, trying to hold back laughter. I sighed and rolled my eyes.

"Hello," Annabeth said. "...Bob." They all burst out laughing again.

"I have the authority to kick you out of this store," I growled.

"Luke," Thalia said. "We forgave you, ya know. You can come back to camp. Your dad wants to apologize."

"Really?" I asked, eyes wide.

"Sure," Percy said.

"But," Grover said, trying to bite back laughter as he stared at my hair cut. "Aphrodite's cabin will die if you come back and your hair is like that."