Thank you to the people that submitted OCs!

Is it just me, or does TravisxKatie remind anybody else of Lily and James from Harry Potter?

Nope. Still don't own PJO or anything else you recognize

Happy make up your mind day!

And, you know, Christmas and Chanukah

I put their oufits on polyvore if anybody cares, it's the last link (The link is broken though, so it's not really a link.)

FYI: Katie is 17, Kia is 17(almost, her b-day is in about three days), Faith is 16, Megan is 16, Connor is 16, Travis is 18

I got off the chairlift with a surprising burst of grace, which had absolutely nothing to do with the fact that Travis holding my hand.

"Remember, make the pizza with your skis." Travis instructed me. "Stay to the right, that's the easiest trail. If you veer to the left you might go on to the blue part. You go down first, I'll follow behind you to make sure you don't get into any trouble." I nodded my head and started to slowly go down the mountain. I could hear Travis coming behind me. When had he gotten so mature? Skiing behind me so that he would be able to make sure that I didn't get hurt? This was not the same boy who'd put Easter bunnies on the roof of the Demeter cabin so many years ago. What was that saying? War changes people. War had definitely changed Travis for the better. I made it down to the bottom of the hill. In the sunlight, his brown hair gleamed gold and his blue eyes were full of life. His mouth was half open in a smile, and he was concentrating on the snow below him so he didn't see me staring.

"See why I like skiing now, Gardner?" Travis asked with a smirk once he reached where I was standing.

"Yeah," I said smiling. "I do."

"Katie are you okay?"

"Yes, why?"

"Well for one thing you're not staring at me like I'm the most repulsive thing you've ever seen." Travis replied sarcastically, but I could hear a ring of truth in his words. Had I really always been that awful to him?

"That's just because you can't see under my ski goggles," I told him with a smile. "Can we go again?" We skied together for the rest of the morning, until about one-thirty when Travis demanded we stop for lunch. Apparently he "Was a growing boy who needed his chicken nuggets." Truth to be told, I was hungry too, but I hadn't wanted to end the fun that we were having on the mountain. He got his chicken nuggets and a coke, and I got a salad with a hot chocolate. We got to the register and I whipped out my credit card.

"You go pick out a table, I'll pay," Travis told me.

"You pay for your food. I'll pay for mine."

"Isn't the guy supposed to pay? And since I'm the guy, that means I pay."

"That's only on a date."

"Your point? Just let me pay." Travis grabbed my tray and pushed me towards the seating area. I chose a table with an amazing view of the mountains. I sat down and looked out the window. The view was absolutely incredible. The mountains went on for as long as I could see; there were little forests covering some of them and I could at least five other ski resorts. I saw a couple together outside of the restaurant. They were holding hands and laughing. I immediately thought of Travis. This hardly counted as a date did it? The way that I'd thought of him had definitely changed over this vacation, but I didn't like him like that did I?

"Miss me?"

"No."

"Oh, Gardner. That hurts."

"Can I have my salad?"

"Only if you say you missed me."

"Fine Stoll," I grumbled. "I missed you. Now, can I have my salad?"

"No."

"I'm beginning to think that you just didn't have enough money and now you're trying to make sure that I don't find out that you never actually bought me the salad."

"No I bought you the salad."

"Where's the proof?"

"Here," he said, pulling the salad out of the plastic bag. "In fact, it looks good. I think I'll have some."

"You don't get to eat my salad Stoll."

"Oh yeah, watch me."

"Give me my salad."

"First you have to kiss me."

"Just give me the salad!"

"Not until you kiss me."

"And then I can have my salad?"

"Probably."

"You're impossible."

"You're in desperate need of a salad."

"You know that I could just walk over to the food area and buy myself a new salad, right?"

"But you won't, because secretly you know you want to kiss me." He was right. Just as I started to lean over, my phone rang. It used to be that using phones was bad because they attracted monsters, it was like sending up a flare. "Fresh demigod! Get your fresh demigod! Right here, completely unprotected!" But Annabeth, one of the smartest demigod children of Athena ever in my opinion, invented this chip that we could put in our phones to make them safer.

"I have to take this, it's Megan." She could not, even if she had planned it, had worse timing. "Hey it's Katie, what is it Megan?"

"Katie, my brother's coming!"

"Coming where?"

"Out to Key Stone! Our mom made last minute plans with her friends to go to Fiji so he has to come with us!"

"That's fine, he can room with Travis and Connor. They won't mind."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, they're used to having a full house. Talk to you tonight at dinner."

"Kk Bye."

"Travis, would you mind getting a new roommate?"

"Well that depends, what did you have in mind?"

"Megan's brother is coming out to Key Stone, and he can't live with us. So of course, I volunteered you."

"I'm honored."

"I have to worn you about Jackson. He's fourteen, and, well he actually reminds me a bit of a younger version of you. He pulls pranks on Megan all of the time and, and has a bit of a crush on me. It's kind of annoying," then I added as an afterthought. "Can I please have my salad?"