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"Ah!" I heard someone scream, and definitely isn't me.

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Bloody great. First I learn that other gods exist, which just adds to more trouble for us. Next I was framed as Nico's girlfriend, enough said. And now Annabeth and Percy (That no good backstabbing git) threw me in a closet with someone else.

Worst of all, the closet wasn't exactly spacious. My arms were squished to my sides, and one of my knees were bent in a way that they reached up to my chin. I could make out the dim shape of the other poor soul through the dim light of the closet, positioned almost like me. Our bodies were tangled together, I almost couldn't move. I could make out certain features: Long black hair and blue eyes. Wait, long black hair?

So the person in front of me was either a guy who thought that growing their hair like a girls' would be cool, which is not, in my opinion, or it was a girl. That last thought made me shiver. Why would they throw me in with a girl?

I jerked my head around, trying to find any way out of this bloody closet, when I felt a string brush past me forehead. With a little bit of effort, I managed to squeeze my arms out of my sides, and pulled on the string. A lightbulb turned on above us. I released a breath that I didn't know I was holding back. I looked at the figure in front of me, and at that exact moment, I promised to myself that I would kill Percy.

In front of me was a girl with long black hair that she dyed with streaks of blue, pale skin, and wearing the usual Camp Half-Blood t-shirt.

Our eyes went wide at the same time. She looked at me, then at the closet, then at me again. She smacked her forehead with her palm, and cursed in another language, probably Greek.

Then she started banging on the door. Wherever her fist hit the door, a thin layer of ice started to form. "Jackson! For the last time, I'M. NOT. A. FREAKING. LESBIAN! Now get me out of here!"

I stared at her, still in shock. Slowly, that shock went away, only to be replaced by anger. Percy put me here with a girl! A girl! What were they expecting, for us to make out or something?

I heard muffling sounds coming from the other side of the closet. The door opened, and revealed none other than bloody Percy Jackson. He was smiling smugly, as if he was thinking that this whole situation was funny. "Sorry, Atalanta. Wrong closet." He started to say.

Before I could even react, the other girl punched Percy square in the face. He toppled backwards, and I heard a satisfying thump! as his head hit the floor.

"You may be invulnerable Jackson, but the next time you do that, it will be your final time!" she snarled. The room instantly felt cold, like a snowstorm was brewing. I shivered involuntarily.

The other girl stomped out of the Aphrodite cabin, making sure to step on his body on the way out.

Percy got up groggily, his eyes conveying confusion. "Wha-"

The others in the cabin: Annabeth, Clarisse, some Aphrodite girls, and even Carter began laughing loudly. I couldn't help but laugh myself to tears as well. Since when do you see an invulnerable son of Poseidon on the floor after being punched in the face by a girl, then stepped on?

"Jackson, you suck!" Clarisse hollered, clutching her sides.

After a few more minutes of laughing, I felt my anger almost gone. Almost.

"Who was that anyway?" I asked, still smiling.

"Atalanta Parks, daughter of Khione. Pretty creepy girl if you ask me." Clarisse answered.

"She hates being set up, ever since that whole incident with Katie and Connor." Annabeth added.

"Wait, who's Katie and Connor?" I asked, more confused than ever.

"We were supposed to push Atalanta into a closet with Connor last month, but Percy here-" Annabeth gestured, "made the same mistake, and pushed her inside with Katie instead. She was so angry, the Poseidon cabin suffered a snowstorm for a whole week." She informed.

"Hey, those closets looked exactly alike! How should I know which one to push her in? Now the whole camp thinks she's lesbian, and she thinks it's all my fault." Percy huffed, rubbing his head.

"It is your fault, seaweed brain." Annabeth pointed out. "You pushed her inside the wrong closet. And speaking of which…" she turned back to me.

I realized what she just said. "Oh no…if you get closer…" I threatened.

She kept advancing. She grabbed me by the arms.

"Hey! Get you-" before I could say more. She pushed me inside another identical closet, right beside the first one. My last thoughts were, Now I know why Percy was confused.

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Damn Percy. Damn Annabeth. Pushing me inside a closet.

Personally, I would like to summon a pack of hellhounds and hunt them down for the rest of our mortal lives, but since I'm a child of Hades, which means that holding grudges is a big no-no, I settled for sending skeletons to scare them in their cabins later instead.

After what seemed like hours, the door opened, only for someone else to be pushed inside there with me. I yelped in surprise, which made the other person give me strange looks.

He hand reached up, and pulled a string that I didn't even know was there, and light flooded the little closet.

"Sa-Sadie?" I yelped in surprise. Oh gods, this is not my day.

"Death boy?" she asked. Her cheeks flushed, and probably, mine was, too. We desperately tried to untangle ourselves, but in a closet this small, there was just no hope. After a few minutes, I decided to just give up, since I was beginning to tire from just trying to move. Sadie struggled for a few more minutes, then sighed, and gave up, too.

The air around us was so thick with tension, even Kronos' scythe couldn't cut it. I looked around, trying to find a way out, while Sadie kept glaring at me for the whole time.

"Well?" I threw up my hands in frustration. "Are you going to help me or not?"

"No."

"Thanks a lot."

She didn't answer. She was now staring at her combat boots, like they were the best things in the world.

I nudged her shoulder. "Sadie?"

She didn't answer. She just looked at me blankly.

I leaned forward, trying to whisper to her ear. Suddenly, her eyes went wide. Then, I felt a stinging pain in my cheek.

I backed up in surprise. Sadie just slapped me, out of nowhere.

Now, Percy taught me all about being a gentleman, or he tried to. He taught me how to act around girls, how to be respectful, and how to act when they slap you in the face. But in an instant, all of that went out the window.

"What the Hades! Are you out of your mind?" I practically screamed in her face. I tensed, and realized what I just said.

She raised her hand, as if to slap me again, but after that, nothing happened. She bit her lip, closed her eyes shut, and looked away from me. I may not be an expert when it comes to girls, but even I know that what I did would probably land me a spot in the fields of punishment if I wasn't Hades' son.

"Sadie I-" I tried to apologize, but no words came out.

"Save it. I don't need sympathy, especially from you." She snapped.

I couldn't figure out what was wrong with her. Just this morning, we'd been pretty good friends, but after the whole girlfriend-boyfriend fiasco- oh.

"Sadie, look at me." I said.

She ignored me.

"I said, look at me!"

"What?" she yelled.

"Look, I'm sorry, alright? I'm sorry that I got you into this crap, and I'm sorry that those rumors started, but those are just rumors!"

She sighed. "Guess you're right. I overreacted." She touched my cheek, where she slapped me. "Sorry for that too."

I gave her a small smile. "It's fine, really. But why did you even slap me?"

She blushed more. "I thought…erm… I thought…"

"What?" I pressed.

"I thought that you were…you were about to…"

"Well then, spit it out!" I urged.

"I thought you were going to kiss me!" she admitted, throwing up her hands.

I felt my cheeks grow hot. "No I wasn't!"

"From my point of view you were."

"Maybe it's because you wanted me to kiss you." I muttered.

She punched me lightly in the arm. "Shut up."

"What? I didn't say anything!" I retorted.

"Oh, go desecrate the dead or something." She mused.

"I can't, we're stuck here, remember?' That's when I realized something. We're in a closet, together. This may be my only chance to tell Sadie how I really feel.

"Um, Sadie?" I asked nervously.

"Yes, dead boy?"

"Well, there's this girl I really like…"

"And?" Her eyes fluttered.

"As in really, really like…and I wanted to ask her…" my palms were sweating.

"Ask her then." She replied

"Well…" I was seriously starting to lose my nerve. Before I knew what I was even doing, I immediately shouted, "It's you, okay? I really like you, Sadie!"

She just stared at me, mouth agape. "Me? You like me, of all people? Why me, Nico? I mean, I'm not even beautiful, I'm not the best talker, not to mention that I have a small temper-"

I didn't know what came over me, but the next thing I knew, my lips were firmly planted on hers. At first she did nothing, but slowly, I felt her returning the kiss. Fireworks were exploding in my brain. My heart beat faster. Nothing came into my mind except, Sadie's kissing me back! Sadie's kissing me back! Oh. My. Gods!

After what felt like eternity, we parted for air.

"Wow." I commented.

"Yeah." She said. Her eyes were looked like they were glazed, as if she were in a trance.

"So, does that mean were, you know?" I asked her sheepishly.

"A couple? I think so." Sadie took my hand in hers. "Wonder what how the entire camp will react once they find out those rumors became true?"

"I don't know." I admitted. "All I know is, I'm with you, and that's enough for me."

"You're so cheesy, you know that?" she snickered.

"Yeah, but I thought you liked cheesy?" I leaned in for another kiss.

"You know what, I think I just did." She leaned closer.

The second time was even better than the first.

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"we've left them there enough." Annabeth said.

Enough to do what, exactly? I pondered.

"Come on, open the closet already." Clarisse ordered.

The Aphrodite girls took out a key, inserted it in the lock, and turned.

What I saw inside made me both want to jump for joy and barf up all my lunch.

Sadie and Nico were kissing, passionately at that, inside. Nico's arm was encircled around her waist, the other tangled in her hair. Sadie was mimicking what Nico was doing, except that her other hand was touching his cheek, and the other in Nico's waist.

When they finally realized that the doors were open and they had an audience. They frantically moved away from each other, and stumbled out of the closet.

"Hey guys, nice time you had in there?" I asked, smirking.

"Shut up." Sadie glared at me. "That wasn't a movie for you to watch, you know."

I shrugged.

Sadie and Nico walked past us, hand in hand. Sadie gave me a dirty look as she passed us, and I swear I saw Nico smiling evilly to himself, as if he was planning something to get me back.

Later that night, I was sleeping peacefully, Annabeth at me side. Suddenly, the ground rumbled, shaking us awake, the ground cracked, and out came an army of skeleton warriors.

"Nico." I said, venom in my voice. We got them together and this is how he repays me?

I uncapped Riptide and hacked them apart until all of them were gone. I turned around and looked towards the window, and noticed that the sun was already up.

Great. I didn't even get any sleep.

Damn you, Nico.

I got ready for the day, still sleepy, but planning my revenge.

Didn't expect that, did you? Spoiler alert, A Percy-Nico Prank war next chapter, with the Kanes getting involved! What pranks do you want them to do to each other? Review me, people! Just hit that little button there…

Oh yeah, and I need one more OC, people! Then the storyline is complete. I just need to write it down and post…

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