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But…I don't have unlimited time on here, so I probably won't have time to the Shout-outs :'-( but if I have time then at the end I will ;)

Chapter is dedicated to ZoeRose25!

Songs listened to as I wrote: Kingdom Come by The Civil Wars, and Abraham's Daughter by Arcade Fire. Happy Hunger Games and May the odds be ever in your favor!

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*Time Lapse to Monday Morning*

"And…done!" Silena cried, drawing in a deep breath and exhaling.

I looked in the mirror to see the girl I saw Saturday night; the Stranger.

"Okay, so can I go to school now?" I asked excitedly, practically bouncing in my seat.

"…It's only seven fifteen, Annabeth. Calm down," she said cautiously. "Stand up," she said abruptly, fixing her posture.

Confused, I stood up from the stool I was sitting on, and watched as she examined me. Then she surprised me even more by bursting out in a fit of laughter.

A little offended, I glared at her and asked, "What?"

After she calmed herself, she dramatically wiped a tear off of her face that wasn't even there and placed her hand on her hip. She smacked her lips. "You are not going to school in that," she said, pointing to my clothes.

I scrunched my eyebrows and looked down at myself. I was wearing grey sweatpants, flip-flops, an orange T-shirt, and a purple jacket while my hair was pulled into a messy pony tail. I hadn't put my hat or glasses on yet. I thought I looked casual.

"You're a world sensation pop star. You are not going to go to school looking like a lost hobo," she said. (A.N./ No offense to anyone if you happen to dress anything like that; I just listed some random articles of clothing to go with).

"So then what do you propose I wear?" I asked, quirking an eyebrow. She rolled her eyes as if talking to a child, even though I was three months older than her.

"Follow me, my dear," she said, as she led me to her walk-in closet.

She hummed to a random tune as she began rummaging through her many clothes.

I looked around, taking in the closet/room. The walls were obviously pink. One wall to the right of me had at least fifty boxes built into the house, and had all kinds of shoes placed inside them; anywhere from ballet flats to six-inch heels, flip-flops and sandals to Converse and Sperry's. The wall on my left had a huge dresser, maybe ten feet long, that was white wood and carved with various designs. It was covered with tons of jewelry piled on top of it; various necklaces, pairs of earrings, bracelets, shiny diamond rings, headbands, sunglasses, anything a regular teenage girl could want. The mirror on top of it was twice the size of the dresser, towering above me by about ten or fifteen feet. A clear half-circle chair with red cushions hung from the ceiling by a silver chain, and at the moment looked comfortable, seeing that I got no sleep last night and my legs felt like they may give out at any second.

I flung my flip-flops off and made my way towards the chair as Silena continued to rummage through her many clothes. Believe it or not, Silena's closet (more or less) has another closet inside it where she keeps all of her clothes.

And it's about twice its size, too.

Silena's hmm got lost as she traveled deeper into the depths of her never-ending closet.

***FIVE MNUTES LATER***

I had all but fallen asleep by the time Silena immerged from her room-thing, carrying a small pile of clothing draped over her left arm.

She shoved them towards me.

"Go try some of these on," she said, folding the clothes into my arms. "And when you're done, come out and show me, so I can decide whether or not I approve."

I raised my eyebrow at that, but she just smirked at me and winked, shoving me into the bathroom.

I sighed and shook my head, but nevertheless began to strip myself of my clothes and put on one of the outfits Silena requested me to.

The first one was not me at all. I could tell Silena picked this one with her own mind in thought. White tights that came to my knees, a black, white and grey skirt, and a white T-shirt with back ballet flats and a headband instead of my Fedora.

I stepped outside the bathroom in my new clothes where Silena was sitting, eating a bowl of cereal. She looked up, grimaced, and luckily gave me a thumbs down. "Skirts do not work for you," she had said, and I couldn't agree more.

The second one I put on would be something I wouldn't likely where often, but it worked as a disguise; black skinny jeans, a grey tank top, a two-quarter-sleeve black leather jacket, and black leather boots that came about an inch or two up my leg and had a silver belt-buckle across the ankle, plus a small fingerless grey glove on my left hand.

When I stepped out this time, she perked up and looked me up and down, smiling. "I think you should go with this one. Now, you get to pick out some jewelry," she said, beginning to lead me towards her monster closet. Before I could protest, she grabbed my wrist and yanked me along.

"You have to pick at least two necklaces and a pair of earrings."

"And if I don't?" I challenged.

"Then I guess you don't have someone to do your makeup tomorrow," she shot back, smirking, knowing I couldn't say no to that. I sighed, glared at her, and looked to her monstrous pile of randomness.

I stuck my hand in the pile and pulled out a handful of jewelry; four necklaces and two bracelets. I picked the leather choker that had seven or so clay beads with indentions in them; most of which I recognized. Another I chose had a silver chain, and a silver owl that was broken into three parts and was held together by metal rings. I also went ahead and put on a string-tied bracelet that had blue, green, and grey string, just for the heck of it. The earrings I picked were just regular small emerald studs.

"There, now can I please stop being your doll now?" I asked. I glanced at the jewelry pile, and grabbed a small black leather watch to see the time. "Uh…It's 7:45. School starts at eight, doesn't it?" I asked, slipping on the watch.

"Yeah," she said, dragging it out longer than necessary. "It's fine; school's only, like, five minutes away."

I nodded in understanding, than began to make my way out of her closet house. I made a grab for the hair tie I had that I set on her counter, but she slapped me hand away.

"What?" I questioned.

"You are going to go to school with your hair down; it looks pretty that way," she said, fluffing it out a little.

After we brushed our teeth and grabbed our packs, we made our way downstairs and around back to her (huge-mongos) garage.

"Which car do you want to take?" She asked. I gasped.

There were so many cars; a red Spyder, a black Mercedes, a dark blue Mustang, a silver truck, and three different colored Yamaha motorcycles; Silver, dark red and blue.

"I'm gonna take my Mercedes. You?' She asked. "You can ride with me, of course, but I imagine you would prefer something else wouldn't you?" She asked, noticing me eyeing the Silver Yamaha.

I smiled. "Can I?" I asked, giving her a pleading look. She rolled her eyes.

"Well, duh! The first one, second row," she said, pointing to which key it was. She got inside her car and opened the garage, backing out. Just before she exited to her driveway, she reeled down the passenger side window so I could hear her. "See you at school" She shouted. I waved before she shut the window back up, and made her away to the open road.

I, on the other hand, slid my hat in my bag and tossed it on my back, slinging my leg over the other side of the bike. I lifted the black and silver helmet onto my head, and slid the key into ignition. Pressing on the gas, I lurched forward, and was speeding down the driveway and on the road as well.

The cool morning air whipped at my face, my hair flying behind me. I came to stop, slowing to a halt and using my foot to keep my balance, and the school was in view. I smiled.

Two minutes later I was pulling into the school driveway, parking the bike near the black Mercedes I knew to be Silena's (A.N./ I'm gonna be honest, I'm not really sure if there's a specific spot where people park motorcycles…). I slid the helmet off of my head and set it in my lap.

High school.

I AM SO SOO SOOO SOOOO SOOOOO SOOOO SOOO SOO SO SORRY PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE DON'T KILL ME!

I'm so sorry they didn't go to high school yet! But hey, look on the bright side! The next chapter will be all about her in high school!

*Runs from angry mob of dangerous people with pitchforks and torches* AHHHHHHH!

I didn't have a lot of time left, so I had to put this up now T_T I'm really sorry! BUT, however, in my AN chapter, I said I'd only be able to do about 7 or 800-1000 words, but this is over 1500! So HAH!

Sorry I don't have time for shout-outs right now T_T

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RIDDLE: I DO NOT OWN THIS RIDDLE:

Sherlock Holmes and Dr. John Watson went on a camping trip. After sharing a good meal and a bottle of Petrie wine, they retire to their tent for the night.

At about 3 AM, Holmes nudges Watson and asks, "Watson, look up into the sky and tell me what you see?"

Watson said, "I see millions of stars."

Holmes asks, "And, what does that tell you?"

Watson replies, "Astronomically, it tells me there are millions of galaxies and potentially billions of planets. Astrologically, it tells me that Saturn is in Leo. Theologically, it tells me that God is great and we are small and insignificant. Horologically, it tells me that it's about 3 AM. Meteorologically, it tells me that we will have a beautiful day tomorrow. What does it tell you, Holmes?"

What does it tell Sherlock?

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