Scarlett stared at him, unmoving. What just happened? It was insane. "I almost died," she said, finally finding her voice. The little boy smiled. "That was pretty gutsy for your first run-in with a monster. Purple umbrella? Creative." Scarlett decided that this kid was okay. Who would disagree? That kid is fantastic! (mumbling in the background) I do not have a large ego! (more mumbling) that's offensive! (yet again more mumbling) of course I know what offensive means! You know what? I'm done with this conversation! I'm getting back to the story.
Scarlett stuck her hand out for the kid to shake. "Scarlett Davis," she stated. The boy took her hand. "Percy Jackson." she tried to hide her complete and utter shock. This definitely did not happen in the books. Brielle must have herd them because in the next second she was there looking at Percy. "Did you say, Percy Jackson?" she inquired. "Yeah," he replied looking a little confused. "Do I know you?" "Of course not," she improvised. "It's just a nice name." "Nice save," Scarlett muttered so only Brielle could hear. "Brielle Moore," she offered and Percy nodded.
There were some moans coming from the other side of the room. The three kids ran over to see Mabel crumpled on the floor stirring from unconsciousness. Percy leaned over her just as she opened her eyes. And Mabel, being the fanatic that she was, immediately recognized him. Her eyes practically bulged from their sockets. "Oh. My. God! It's Per-" "-fect that your almost completely uninjured, from being thrown into the wall," Brielle interrupted her and Scarlett had her hand over Mabel's mouth. Both stopping her from completely blowing it.
Mable seemed to get the picture and was trying extremely hard not to have a total spazz attack over the son of Poseidon. "Mable this is Percy Jackson. Percy this is Mable Stevens. Percy saved our lives." the boy blushed at this statement. "It's no big deal," he mumbled. "Yeah it is," Brielle said. " If you weren't there, Scarlett would've been eaten by that monster thing. A purple umbrella? What were you thinking?"
"Hey! At least I wasn't the one throwing books at it!" she retorted. "I'm surprised you didn't forget about the monster and start reading your so-called weapons!" Percy interrupted the argument before it got too out of hand and looked at Mabel. "Can you stand?" he asked with concern in his big green eyes. "I think so," she replied getting to her feet. "Everything's a little sore but it's my shoulder that hurts the worst." she tried rolling her left shoulder around but winced. "Will you be okay for now," Percy asked. "Yeah I think so," she replied gritting her teeth. "Well you're gonna have to be," Scarlett stated, looking around the bookstore. "if we don't get out of her soon, we'll be in big trouble." It had finally occurred to everyone what mess they made.
Books were all over the floor, papers everywhere, a big crack in the wall curtsey of Mabel's body being thrown into it. Gold dust on the ground. A bookshelf turned over. Luckily no one else was in the store besides them. But it wouldn't be that way for long.
"We have to try and catch up to those kids," Brielle decided. They had to be demi-gods too." of course the girls already knew who those kids were but they had to play dumb for Percy's sake. For the whole series' sake.

It was harder to find Thalia, Luke, and Annabeth than they thought. They were on a grassy hill, just outside of two towns over when they finally decided to stop. It was dark and they were all tired. Percy more so than anyone. He fell asleep, his head resting on Mabel's lap. Mable was rubbing at her still aching shoulder, Scarlett was sitting criss-cross-applesauce, picking at the grass, and Brielle, god only knows how, had managed to make a fire in the center of there circle. Mabel gently tapped Percy's face, making sure he was asleep, before she spoke. "What the heck happened today?"
Brielle looked up. "I've been thinking about it the whole way here," she said shifting slightly. "We're in the books. That's the only logical explanation." Scarlett scoffed and cracked a smile. "Very logical," she muttered. Mabel added, "It has to be before the first book though, because Percy is currently seven years old, I'd say." "And by the looks of it, so was Annabeth. Luke and Thalia, they're what, fourteen?" "Our age."
"This isn't real," Scarlett shook her head in disbelief, still smiling. "This is a dream come true," Mable corrected in obvious joy. "I'd rather be in Harry Potter," Brielle stated flatly. "But this is okay too, I guess. We'll probably be stuck here for a while so we can't let anyone know that we know about any of this. We just have to make them believe that we're demi-gods." "But what if we are?" Mabel asked. "we are apart of the series now, we have to be half bloods." That did make sense. "this is hurting my head, can we discuss this later?" Scarlett, asked rubbing her temples.
They sat in silence now mulling over all of the information taken in. on there search for Annabeth, Luke, and Thalia, they had talked to percy and he had explained how he had found out that he was the son of Poseidon. That's how he got riptide. He got angry and made a run for it, not really sure where he was going. He found out about camp half blood and decided to head that way. After numerous run-ins with monsters, and several near-deaths, he became pretty good with a sword. That's when he met the girls at the bookstore.
It was probably near one in the morning and their eyes were getting heavy. There were noises coming from the woods on the other side of the hill. Brielle sat straight up, eyes wide. "What was that?" she whispered paranoid. Sleep was gone from their minds. "Monsters!" Mabel whispered back, grinning and wiggling her fingers in what was supposed to be a spooky gesture. "That's not funny!" Brielle shot back.
"Well whatever it is, I'm gonna find out," Scarlett stated and stood up walking over to the other side of the fire. She bent over Percy who was still fast asleep in Mabel's lap. She reached into the boy's pocket and pulled out riptide. "You are so unbelievably stupid," Brielle said, looking as Scarlett uncapped the pen and admired the blade. "Hey, I have a weapon, and this time it's not a purple umbrella." "If this was a horror movie, you'd die," Brielle tried persuading. "But it's not." Mabel snickered saying, "It's probably nothing. Probably just a squirrel or something. She'll be fine." she kept trying to reassure Brielle as Scarlett made her way down the hill.
The woods were dark. This was a dumb idea. Still she kept moving forward for some reason that even she couldn't understand. She finally stopped and listened. Nothing. Absolute silence. Scarlett gripped onto the sword, holding it in a way that she hoped was skilled and experienced, but in reality was just awkward. She was about to turn to go back when a twig snapped behind her. The girl whirled around only to have an arm wrapped around her waist and a sword pressed to her throat.
She dropped riptide. She looked up through the darkness just barley being able to make out what was unmistakably the face of Luke Castellan.
"Who are you?" he demanded.

If you didn't catch it last time, my friend wrote this chapter. I think she did pretty awesome, but opinion doesn't count! R&R! We do not own PJO