A/N: *giggles nervously* well, umm, here it is. *posts chapter. runs away in terror.*

Leo bolted straight for the double doors at the end of the first hallway. Percy followed him in, and found himself in a crowded auditorium. All of the lights were off, except for on the stage. There were two podiums on the stage, with a row of about nine people sitting in chairs on either side of them. There were two people standing at the podiums. On the right, there was a 13-ish year old boy with brown hair, olive skin, and a large pair of glasses with black plastic rimming. On the left was a girl who looked… wow.

She must have been the same age as the boy, but she looked more like 16. Her hair were waves of inky black with eyes to match, her skin was like fresh cream, and her lips were the color of roses at dawn. Or, in simpler words, she was beautiful.

Percy took a seat in the back row. The boy on the stage was facing directly forward. He was saying something about taxes, but before Percy could string together what he was talking about, the boy's eyes darted quickly the girl next to him. His speech faltered, stopped, and he paled. The girl turned her shiny lips into a perfect smile.

"Yes Bennett. You were in mid-sentence. I was very interested in your argument." Her voice was like music.

"Umm," he regained his voice, "That, um, that concludes my argument. Take it away Scarlett"

"Shame. You were doing really well there."

She continued talking, but Percy got distracted. Leo had found the lights' control board, and the stage lights got brighter. Scarlett looked ticked off. The lights became a single spotlight. Leo, what are you doing? She looked very ticked off. The light turned pink. Ticked off to universal proportions. Her head twitched, and she said, "Okay, whoever's doing this, cut it out." Oh hades.

Those last three words had had enough charmspeak behind them to make an entire army drop their weapons and do the Macarena. The light went back to normal, and no one moved. At all. No sound was made. Scarlett's eyes darted around the audience. Barely audible, she whispered, "Oh not again!" then louder, "And that concludes my argument."

She stormed off of the stage and down the aisle to where Leo was standing by the control board. She poked her finger into his chest angrily and walked them up towards his chin.

"What do you think you are doing?" she half shrieked, "We have spent weeks trying to get the school to allow us to hold our competition here since this isn't a school program. And you come along and make a show of yourself. Why?" Leo sputtered, "Well, the light was so bland. Some people were actually asleep." Percy scurried over to them.

"Well, let's get out of here before whatever you did to them wears off." He said.

Scarlett turned her head. If looks could kill, this one would have done things that would make the Spanish Inquisition queasy. "Why should I do that? WHO ARE YOU TWO ANYWAY?"

The doors opened, revealing Frank and Hazel.

"Well, about that whole 'leaving' thing," Leo said, "let's do that." And ran out into the lobby.

Percy walked over to the doorway, where Frank and Hazel were still standing.

"Uh, what happened?" said Hazel, "And why is no one moving?"

"I'll explain later. That's Scarlett." Explained Percy, pointing at the enraged girl. Raising his voice more, he said to her, "Okay, to answer your questions: I'm Percy, that was Leo, and this is Frank and Hazel. We're demigods. So are you. You should come with us a) cause we have a lot to tell you, and b) the audience is starting to wake up. Do you really want to explain what just happened to them?"

She looked put out, but folded her arms and trudged towards them and the door. She stopped when she got to them.

"Demigods, huh?" she said

"Yes" said Hazel

"Do you have superpowers?"

Frank nodded.

"Do I have superpowers?"

Percy glanced at the slowly fidgeting audience. "I think it's safe to say 'yes'."

Scarlett shrugged and got a lollipop from a pocket that Percy would have sworn wasn't there a minute ago. She said "Cool." And stalked off.

A/N: *returns slowly* well, I hope you liked it. Reviews are my lifeblood.