Chapter Two:

I wake up to someone shaking me. Hard. Opening my eyes groggily, I realize that I'm in a closet. This is bad...

"Izzy! Iz!" I hear Becky whispering frantically as I sit up weakly.

"What... the... fuck... just.. happened?" I whisper loudly. Becky grimaces at my choice of wording. Well too freaking bad, I think.

"We're inside your house..." she answers softly.

"WHAT? WHY? REBECCA JULIET MARTIN TELL ME WHAT IN THE NAME OF ALL THINGS CHEESY IS GOING ON!" I shout, not being able to help myself. Suddenly, I feel a hand on my mouth and see Jeremy. Who is covered in hair on his torso. All I can do is stare at him speechlessly in shock while Becky watches me anxiously.

"Wha... huh... why... how.. WHAT?" is all I'm able to stammer.

"Iz... I don't know what to say.." Becky whispers. All I can do is stare at her and look at Jeremy in surprise. Suddenly, the door opens and I recognize the face immediately. It's Blake, Beckys' twin brother. He looks just like her except that he has amazing bluish-green eyes and dirty blonde hair. Oh, and let me add the fact that he doesn't know that I've been in love with him forever. Neither does Becky. I intend to tell them... never. I can't. Blake and I have a great friendship, and I wouldn't want to ruin that. Anyway, as he sits down next to his sister I just look at Jeremy.

"Can someone please explain to me what's going on?" I ask finally after a few minutes of silence.

"I'll explain." Becky says quietly. Blake looks at her and nods, then looks quickly at Jeremy.

"Izzy... you're a demigod. We all are. Well, except for Jeremy. He's a satyr." she says, looking me straight in the eye.

"WHAT? AM I HIGH OR SOMETHING? WAS THERE SOMETHING IN THAT BAGEL I ATE THIS MORNING?" I shout in disbelief. Blake claps his hand over my mouth and smirks slightly as I glare at him.

"Isabella," he sighs. He knows that I hate being called by my full name. Yet, he's the only one who does. All I can do is glare at him as he stares back, his blue eyes gazing into my gray ones. We stare at each other for what seems like forever until I hear someone clear their throat. I silently curse Jeremy in my mind, queasy in anticipation for what might have happened. Then I curse myself. Blake and I are friends. Nothing more.

"Izzy... let me explain. I'm telling you now, that none of this is a lie. You, Isabella Minerva Madison are a demigod. Your mother is Athena, goddess of wisdom. I am a daughter of Zeus, god of lightning, storms and the basic head dude in charge. Oh, and Blake is a son of Zeus." Becky says, sounding relatively calm.

"You mean... all that stuff we learned in school wasn't fake?" I ask, keeping my voice steady after absorbing all of this. Jeremy nods, having somehow acquired pants.

"Yes, Izzy. All this is true. And I'm a satyr. I'm not really crippled-" Jeremy says as I get a sudden thought. "You're half donkey?" I ask. Jeremy just rolls his eyes and sighs.

"So..," Blake says, interrupting our conversation. "Anything else you wanna know, owl girl?" he asks me, smiling slightly.

"Yeah. Why are we in my closet? And what was that.. thing earlier?" I ask, finally grasping the truth.

"That was a Cyclops." a familiar voice explains, opening the closet door. I smile, even though I'm slightly terrified by this announcement, seeing Aunt Rose.

"We're just in your closet hiding because a crapload of monsters are trying to find and kill us. No biggie." Becky says seriously. Immediately I look at her, then at Aunt Rose. All my aunt does is nod, then leaves the closet. I stare at her in shock.

"What? Where's she going?" I ask softly.

"Camp Half Blood." I hear as the door opens for the third time. And this time, I do not recognize the person.

A/N: Another cliffie! BOOM. Haha. Blake is 15, just to clarify things. Read and review!

PS: Of course I had to include the line: "You're half donkey?" xD