Author's Note: Wow, thanks for all the good feedback, guys! It inspired me to write another "chappie" (don't worry, I'll never use the word again unless I'm being ironic. I swear on the River Styx). Over ten reviews already? Y'alls make me feel great. Anyways, enough of my babbling. On to the horibbleness! Warning: The following may cause extreme headaches.

An; EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP! Hi guyzzzzzz! I'm sooooo glad you all like my story! except for all the stoopid flamers. Hpph! You guys are all just JELOUS of my talent!1111! And whos "mary Sue"? u guys seem to talk about her allot!

Chappie 2

i wake up in a small room. It has white walls. It also has a white sealing. The floors are white. My bed is also white. I like white it makes my hair look even more GORGESS then it all ready is.

"HELLO?!1?" I scream "EXCUSE ME IS THERE ANY ONE HEER?!" That's Wright, even when I wake up in scary places, im always pollite.

"wazzup?' ZOMG isthatasentarr?!

"HEY ARE U A SENTAR?" I skreemed in all caps. "WEAR-AM-I-WHAT-ARE-YOU-AND-IS-MY-MAKEUP-SMUGED?!1?" I screamed. It is SO rude to look sloppy infront of strangers! Every ideot nose that!

" Here" the centur gives me a mirror.i sigh in releif. Now I can sea how bueatifull I am!

I look in the mirorr.

I'm soooooooooooo beautiful! My eyes are green like the sea and my hair is black and pretty and shiny and curly and silky and perfect and gorges and great! Yayyy!

My face is stuning as usual. My eyebrows are perfect and my cheekbones are like a modles.

I check my face for any pimples. Nope, I'm totally flawless! U can't even see my pores even if you skwint REaLLY hard. My smile is perfect and my teeth are whiter than all of the U.s. presidents. My nose is tiny and perfect, like i'd gotten a nose job (which I TOTES didn't) . I'm admiring my eylashess when i notice that-

OH NO! WHAT HAPPENED TO MY CLOTHS?/?

My designer jaket and top (which I totally did not steal by the way)are GONE. LIKE, TOTES-TOTES GONE! Insted I have a really UG-LEE orunge t shirt on. I almost start crying, but then i remember that its rude to cry infront of strangers.

Be brave Corrall i tell myself.

"Ur at camp half-Blud" says the centarr. Oops I almost furgot about him. "Oh yeah and the Greek Gods arereal." He leaves.

WHAT? The greeK gods are REAL! It all makes soooooooo much sence! I sudenly remember all of the wierd things that have hapened to me in my short misrable life, the creepy foster perints, the teachers that tryed to kill me during class and Mrs. dodss. Oh, no dose that mean she was a monster? My life is even worse than i thot it was!

Because I'm so smart, i knew the centaur was telling the truth. I majically rembered every single greek myth ever, even though I never learned about greek mytholgy. Thats how smart i am!

Being so strong, iknew that I could walk even though I had broken my leg and my arm and my tailbone and all of my fingers before i fought the cyclops (oops, did I forget to menshion that? Silly me!). I bravely stood up, ignoring the EXKREWSHIATING pain (you like my new vocab word? I think it makes sound soo smart!) Because of my IMPECKABL (ooh, look another vocab word!) cents of direction, I knew that I was on Long Island in New Yourk and that this was the big house at Camp half-Blood and that the front door was exactly one hundred and twelve feet and nine and a half inches away from my left pinky toe. I walk forward and open the dor.

Wheni see the valey I gasp. Its almost as bootiful as me! I see strawburry felds adn a canoo lake and woods and the Golden fleese (even though i have never heard off it before) and- OMG IS THAT A DRAGON?

Immediately i know that this is a sumer camp for demigods like me. (Don't worry, the suethor will never give an explanation as to why Corrall knows everything. Most likely it's just boredom with the exposition.)

Wiat, so if this is a camp for demigods and its greek and the greek gods arereal, than that means-

"yo Kiron" I say.

"yuh?" he says, instantly appearing next to me (walking is for wimps).

"So I'm a Demigod?" I ask, even though, bieng so smart, I already know the anser.

"Yuh dude." he says. "we used sum water to help heal you, and the ocean has been acting up sinse you got here. Plus you have black hair and green eyes like your brother-"

"WAT I HAVE A BROTHER?"

"YUh," he says. "It took us a while to put all the peices together, but we think that you're dad is…

an: MUAHHAHAAH!11! OHHHHHHHHHHHHH, TAHTS RIGHT, AN EEEEEEVILLLL CLIFFFFEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! i'm so mean. xD. hah, jk, LOLS!

anywas. What do u think of Corrall, istn her life soooooo trajic?

rate adn review because Im so awesom! oh, and corrall too i gess.

BYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!11!

Author's Note: Hope no one gets offended by the "whiter than the U.S Presidents" joke. Hey, blame the Suethor, not me! What did you think of this chapter? I hope nobody died trying to decipher this mess (I did my worst). Remember to rate and review/ flame (just remember the whole PARODY thing). Oh, and what did you of my snarky little ANs in the middle of the chapter? I hope they're not too annoying! If so, just let me know.

Later, lovelies!

~SherlockedWhovian221B