"The criminal is always the guy you least suspect it to be. Really, anyone should be on our list." ~ Percy Jackson
Jason-
I bet you want to know who the Shooter is, don't you? Well, I'll help you. I'm love helping people so trust me. However, I cannot tell you my identity as the Shooter will target me next. I will, however, guide you step by step to your goal. Put this note in the bush north west to you so I can see you got the note.
-C
Jason frowned at the piece of note. "Piper, do you think it's legit?"
Piper shrugged. "We don't have any other clue though. I don't know but it might be pretty safe to give this a go."
"Clues? We haven't' even returned to Percy's dad's apartment yet. There might be lots of clues there." Jason reminded her. After meeting Thalia, Jason and Piper decided to have a small meal in a cafe and somehow went sightseeing around Malibu instead. None of them really wanted to return to the small apartment but know that they'll have to since Percy's dad made helping them seem very genuine. Besides, his son is friends with them. He won't want to hurt his own son, would he?
"True." Piper nodded. "You choose. You're like the leader around here."
"Seriously?" Jason laughed. "Without you, I won't even be here at all. You're the leader."
"Shut up, Sparky. Everybody knows you're like a born leader, just like Percy." Piper told him.
Jason pouted at the nickname 'Sparky'. Piper had called him that on several occasions and he still haven't' figured out why he is called 'Sparky'. If he ask Piper though, he had a feeling he would be called 'Sparky' more often. "Okay. I'll put this in the bush. I don't see any harm in doing it yet." He said as he advanced to place the note in the bush.
What can be done to the note anyway? Jason inspected the bush carefully and couldn't see anybody or anything. It's a normal bush. When Jason placed the note down and jogged to join Piper, the bush suddenly lit on flames.
"What!" Jason protested. "How-that's not possible! I'm like..so sure there's nobody there!"
Piper looked baffled as well but started giggling.
"What now?" He demanded.
"Nothing! It's just your reaction and everything."
Somebody joined Piper in laughing. "Yes Jason Grace, you were highly amusing."
"Excuse me?" Piper looked adamant as she turned to the voice. "Who are you?"
"That's not important but if you really have to know, I'll tell you later. By the way, I set that bush on fire so nobody can see the note and no traces of anything is left behind. Yes Jason, I can hide very well so you weren't able to see me."
"That's not possible!" Jason repeated.
"Everything is possible." A girl emerged from the shadows slowly and smirked. "I'm Chelsea and I know who you are."
"Creepy." Piper muttered under her breath. "But hey! Aren't you Chelsea Tait? Cat's friend?"
Chelsea sighed. "Glad you realized, Piper. Don't tell anyone I'm here or that you ever met me though. If you do, trust me, you wouldn't know who the Shooter is."
"Dude, if you go to our school and you know who it is, you should have told somebody." Jason urged. "Not keep it to yourself."
Chelsea shook her head. "If I told the police, I'll disappear the next day and so would the officers who know. The Shooter is powerful and all-knowing. Trust me, you don't want to cross the Shooter."
"Okay." Piper nodded but frowned slightly.
"So, do you want me to help you or not?" Chelsea cocked an eyebrow and looked at them.
"Uh..yeah..sure." Jason nodded. "So um..who's the Shooter?"
"Hey! And didn't you say you couldn't tell us who you are? Wait, what?" Piper questioned.
"Piper, how do you know the name 'Chelsea' isn't my real name? Do you even know my last name? How do you know the face you're seeing isn't a mask? You still can't find me. There's thousands of Chelseas in America, not to mention the whole world." Chelsea replied. "And Jason, I told you I'm not going to give you the answer straight away. I'm giving you clues."
"Then uh..give us some clues..please?" Jason asked.
"Okay." Chelsea shrugged. "Go to New York."
"What?" Piper said. "But Percy's dad told us to stay in Malibu."
"Ignore that." Chelsea laughed. "That's getting you nowhere. Go to New York. Your friends are close to finding the Shooter's identity and once you're there, it'll be revealed. The Shooter doesn't like revealing things to a few people at a time."
"Can we trust you?" Jason asked suspiciously.
"Oh, why not?" Chelsea challenged. "Do you know somebody else who can give you the answer? Poseidon Jackson just gave you extremely vague clues. It won't help even if you hit the truth there. You don't know anything about him or his past."
Neither Jason or Piper felt obliged to trust this stranger. It's weird how she knew their name and like everything about them but should they really trust her?
"Look, I'll even come on the same flight with you guys and pay for the tickets. Deal?" Chelsea rolled her eyes. "You seriously have nothing to lose here. If you really want to come back to Malibu later, I'll pay tickets for that too."
"Where do you get all this money from?" Piper raised her eyebrows.
"Same as you." Chelsea smiled. "Rich daddies."
BEEP!
Blocked Number
Chelsea can't be trusted. Watch your back, bitches.
Reyna looked at her text in confusion. What? Who's Chelsea anyway?
Lately, she has been spending more and more time with Mitchell discussing about Drew. They looked through her room and found nothing but designer clothing, make-up, magazines, stuff teenage girls would own. They looked through her diary but there was nothing but things similar to 'I went to the coffee shop today and I saw a cute boy. He had black hair and the prettiest brown eyes (not as pretty as mines, mind you) and it was electrifying. I'm pretty sure he's attracted to me too so I hope to see him around.' or 'OMG, my maths teacher (what the hell is his name anyway?) just gave me an 'F'. Fuck him. Seriously? I mean, just because I don't pay attention in class, skip a few lessons, and throw insults at that bastard sometimes doesn't mean I get an F! What's wrong with him?".
However, the lack of effort Drew gave in subjects like maths and statistics, she made up with efforts in classes like english and literature. According to her diaries, she has been getting straight A's and is on extremely good terms with the teacher. It's almost like the subjects meant more than her life to her. It's funny.
Turning Reyna's attention back to the text, she stared at it baffled for a few moments and immediately texted Annabeth.
Do you know somebody named Chelsea?
Reyna sighed. She doesn't even know who the text is from. It's from 'Blocked Number' and that kind of sucked.
BEEP!
Check the yearbook. Why? Is it even a student?
Reyna grabbed the yearbook from her shelf and texted Annabeth back.
Just got a random text from blocked number saying not to trust Chelsea and to watch my back. Don't ask me why I even got the text.
BEEP!
Okay. That's pretty weird.
Reyna agreed silently as she looked through the names in the annual Goode High yearbooks.
Chelsea Alister
Chelsea Brownings
Chelsea Janes
Chelsea McDonalds
Chelsea Tait
Chelsea Taylors
Chelsea Washington
Chelsea Woods
Seriously? Why does Chelsea have to be such a popular name? Besides, this Chelsea doesn't even have to be from Goode High. Any Chelseas across the globe. Wow, that's millions. Luckily, that name isn't Hannah or anything. That would really suck. There's like twenty Hannah's in Goode High.
"Paul Blofis!" Poseidon grinned as he noticed somebody he knew inside Starbucks.
"Poseidon." Mr. Blofis smiled weakly as he patted the seat next to him for Poseidon to sit on. It's awkward meeting your wife's ex-husband here although you're supposedly on good terms with him.
"Hey! How's it going, Blowfish?"
"It's Blofis." Mr. Blofis corrected him for like the millionth time. For some reason, Poseidon is really fond of blowfishes. "And it's good. Just got a lot of work to do, you?"
"Just fine." Poseidon nodded. "God, I like you Blowfish. I'm so glad Sally chose you as her wife instead of some other scrum bags."
"Thanks." Paul Blofis said. He wanted to correct Poseidon again but it doesn't sound right after he just gave him a compliment. Well, it was kind of a compliment.
Poseidon beamed. "So how's Goode High?"
"Uh..it isn't doing too well these days. With alumnus like Justin shooting seniors like Sky, Drew dead, even though it's pretty old but the Shooting. It just gives people the vibes that we aren't as safe anymore." Paul admitted.
Poseidon laughed. "Bullshit. Oh really? Really, Paul? You and I both know Goode High is never safe. It's just that things finally took action now. Goode High is probably safer than ever."
Paul Blofis sighed. "I guess so but now the public is involved. We don't look as good as before."
Poseidon shrugged. "Are you in this?"
"In what?"
"Solving the mystery, of course." Poseidon smiled. "You denied the chance in high school but now you're a teacher there, you're still eligible."
"What mystery?"
"Uh, who's the Shooter, who killed like a bunch of people?" Poseidon frowned. "Surely, you should know."
"Right that." Paul Blofis nodded eagerly. "Sure, I'm in." He remembered the mystery in high school. He was focused on his study and motivated by his parents, he was denied the turn to help solve the mystery. The thing was, the mystery in their freshman years had split the students into groups. Zeus fell into the popular group, Poseidon became a swim jock, Hades was more the type of person you would like to be kind of friends since his friendship is treasured by everybody - even Aphrodite. Paul didn't know that at that time. He thought it was just something silly and 'fun' that will pull him down on his studies. He became a loner for two years, literally hanging around toilets during lunchtimes, pretending to be occupied and it was shit. He wouldn't have been a loner if his best friend was still around but he moved away to Hawaii in the middle of their freshman year because of his dad's job. It's a good thing there was a wave of new students in his junior year to make friends with.
To be honest, he doesn't know what solving a mystery as a teacher in Goode High would give him credit into. There isn't cliques of teachers. There wasn't the more 'popular' type of teachers, the artistic teachers (although the art teachers would fit perfectly in it), the jock type and all those kind of things. They're all mature adults and got along pretty well. If they have a problem with one another, they don't start a fight, instead they just avoid the person they don't like.
"Good." Poseidon smirked. "I like you, Blowfish. I really do."
"Blofis." Paul corrected under his breath.
"I'll call you and tell you our plans."
"Who's 'our'?" Paul Blofish questioned. "I mean is it just us or is there somebody else?"
"Oh, no worries, Paul." Poseidon laughed. "There's many people behind us whether they know it all or not."
"Who has Jeremy as their middle name?" Percy called. Although it was April the First and Easter passed, it was raining on Easter so they prospered the annual school hunt to that day. Luckily, it's after twelve so Leo had stopped pulling pranks on everybody.
"I do." Leo whispered pulling Percy away from the crowd. "If we're working together, you don't yell."
"Okay." Percy nodded but frowned. "Hey! Your middle name is-"
"Shhh." Leo hissed covering his friend's mouth. "They don't know it."
"Right." Percy nodded and said loudly. "Leo Jeremy Valdez."
"Now where's the green watering bucket?" Leo demanded. "Ugh, those dorks got it."
"There got to be another one." Percy complained.
Leo looked around. "I don't see one."
"I hate these Easter hunts." Percy grumbled. "I don't even know why I bother coming to these."
BEEP!
Leo took out his phone. "Blocked number. I hate them. 90% of the time it's like those fucking ads who asks you to buy crap. The number is blocked and I can't even call back to yell at them or something - oh shit! Perce, look at this!"
Percy quickly grabbed Leo's phone and looked at it. "Damn. It says that the Shooter is in this very Easter hunt."
"I know." Leo said. "We have to tell the others."
Percy nodded. "Text them and I'll..uh I'll snoop around."
"Thank you for choosing this flight." The Captain announced as the plane landed. Jason, Piper and Chelsea took their belongings and made their way out of the aircraft into John F. Kennedy International Airport. Jason was careful not to let Chelsea out of his sight. Who knows what she'd attempt once they aren't looking at her? Escaping? Ditching them?
Piper took out her IPhone once they have service and texted her friends to tell them that she's back.
"Okay." Jason narrowed his sky blue eyes at Chelsea. "What's our next clue?"
Chelsea smiled dreamily as she pushed her hair out of her face. "Oh, that has already been issued. I'm sure your friends have been quite busy."
"My friends?" Jason repeated. "What have you done to them? And which friends? I'm not going to call every single one of them asking if they got a little paper slip or anything like that which can be a clue."
Chelsea shrugged. "I'm sure you would know which friend pretty soon."
Suddenly, Piper's phone rang.
"Oh, maybe that's it." Chelsea smirked.
Piper answer her phone. "Hey Leo."
"Goddamned it Beauty Queen, you're back with Jason?"
"Yeah and don't call me that." Piper snapped. "You know I hate that, repair boy."
Leo whistled. "Woah, somebody is in some crappy mood. Anyway, no time for arguments. We know who the Shooter is."
Piper's kaleidoscopic eyes turned to Chelsea who smiled at her knowingly. "What? Who? How?"
"Well," Leo started. "We don't actually know but we know that he or she is like in the same area with us. We got tipped off by an blocked text. Me and Percy is at the easter hunt thing."
"Percy and I." Piper corrected. "And why are you even in that thing? The hunt sucks. It's pointless and the prizes are cheap."
"Uh..we're bored?" Leo rolled his eyes. "Anyway, get your ass - and Jason's too - to the hunt so we can hunt for the Shooter together."
"Leo, do you know Chelsea? Chelsea Tait?" Piper asked.
"Hmm..hey, isn't she that cute chick who's your friend or something? Wait..no, isn't she Cat's friend? I think she's in my music class." Leo told her. "Why?"
"Okay, so we met her in California and she knows who the Shooter is. She left us fricken clues to find the Shooter and got us to New York. She said she gave one of our friends - which I'm assuming it's you now - a tip of who the Shooter is and yeah, basically she's next to me."
Leo laughed. "That's dodgy and you really trusted her? I thought you'd be more..suspicious about it."
Piper pursed her lips. "We didn't exactly have a choice. She's our closest link to the Shooter."
"Indeed I am." Chelsea added in gleefully from the background. "I'm the best shot you have."
"I think the guys might know who this Chelsea is." Annabeth told Reyna for the thousandth time as they pulled up in the easter hunt.
"Yeah, you told me." Reyna said. "You know Percy's going to be there, don't you?"
"Yup." Annabeth nodded. "So..what?"
Reyna looked at her friend. "Didn't you..well that whole Valentine thing.. you guys seem to be avoiding each other."
Annabeth shook her head. "Can't really avoid that date Leo set us up on but I would like to avoid him. However, this is business. It's important and I can't ignore it."
Reyna admired how determined her friend is. If she has to face her ex especially after such a bad break-up, she can never do it. She liked to think herself as a strong character but sometimes, she does have to break down. Annabeth certainly broke knowing that Percy knew about her kiss with Luke but at least she got back up and can face him. Reyna knew it was practically impossible for her to do so. "Piper just sent a text a few minutes ago saying that she's back in New York with Jason."
"How are you getting along with her and Jason?" Annabeth asked eager to turn the conversation to Reyna's love life instead.
Reyna sighed. "Don't remind me of it. I have no chance with Jason anymore. He's obviously with Piper who's Sky's date but Sky is still unconscious so man, this is messed up. I think I'm going to stop chasing after Jason. It's not worth it anymore. You can tell what a good pair Jason and Piper is but then there's Sky. God, this is confusing. I don't like to be tangled up with these things."
"That's unlike you." Annabeth commented. "You usually fight for everything you want even if it's not possible at all."
"I know but Piper's a really good friend of mines. I know I'm super jealous of her but she's great. I don't want to lose her and Jason. It's not worth it."
"Smart." Annabeth smiled at her friend. "Don't worry. You'll fall in love with somebody else and you'd eventually get the guy you're suppose to spend your life with."
Reyna looked at her friend slyly. "Don't worry, Annabeth. I'm sure you will forget about Percy too."
"Reyna!" Annabeth cried and confessed. "You know I still like him. It's just complicated."
"It can't be too complicated for me. Tell me what's going on."
"You won't get it." Annabeth insisted. "You won't and you're not supposed to. I'm not ready to tell you."
Reyna patted her friend's back sympathetically. "Tell me when you're ready. I'll listen to you."
Nico knew that the Easter Hunt is important and fun. You can to hunt things, but not the things on the list, real things that matter to life. Like the Shooter for instance. He knew the Shooter won't miss a chance like the Easter Hunt where there is so many people together at once. The Shooter can blend in easily and gather more clues for the next plan.
He didn't go with anybody. When Leo and Percy asked him to join them on the hunt, he told them that he'll be there but he'll be late. He could go there early but he isn't there to hunt for purple easter eggs or fluffy easter bunnies everybody's looking for. He's looking for other things that he prefer to do alone.
"Excuse me." He muttered to a person in front of him who's blocking the path with her many shopping bags.
"Oh, sorry dear." The woman turned to give him some space.
Nico shifted through the space. "Thanks."
"Mommy! Look! I found a cricket!" A little boy shrieked as his mother jumped back in fright.
"That's lovely, hon. Put it down now. It's not on the list." His mother said sternly.
A little girl almost trampled over his feet. "Sorry!" She squeaked and squirmed away.
Nico laughed. For some reasons, little kids are often afraid of him. Apparently, Nico gave off some 'dangerous' and 'creepy' vibe that kids don't like. A lot of kids have been taught by their overprotective parents to stay away from dodgy people that looks kind of like Nico.
"Emo." A teenage girl murmured under her breath as she shuddered.
Nico turned to glare at her. Now that is simply unacceptable. Okay, he likes black, he likes stuff stereotypical 'emo' people like but that does not mean he's emo. The girl is dressed in a tight dress that barely covered her ass and her whole face is plastered with make-up, does that mean she's a slut? Nico frowned. Okay, so she might dress like a slut but that doesn't mean he's emo.
Target spotted. His anger towards the girl slowly melted as he saw the person he wanted to meet. The Shooter might be here but he doesn't know who it is so he can't approach the Shooter yet. However, Nico knew he could approach Cat.
"Cat." Nico nodded curtly.
"Nico." Cat looked at him with coldness. "I assume you know who she is?"
"Leo!" Piper cried as she spotted her friend in a distance. She dashed towards him and gave him and Percy a hug. "Percy!"
"Hey guys." Jason smiled at his friends. "Good to see you guys."
"Good to see you too, bro." Percy patted Jason's back.
"Lucky bastard." Leo greeted his best friend. "You got to miss school."
Jason laughed. "You have no idea how lucky you are."
"So who the hell is the Shooter?" Piper asked quickly. "And yeah, this is Chelsea."
"Hi." Chelsea said as she rolled her eyes. "I guided you guys here. Do you still have to keep me as some kind of hostage? This isn't even fair. It's like Harry Potter kidnapping Dumbledore or something."
"Wow, you're eager to get out." Jason said. "I'm afraid you're not going anywhere until the Shooter's identity is revealed."
"Right." Leo nodded. "I think it's that clown over there. He looks dodgy. I mean, what kind of a clown has a blue nose? A fake one! Everybody knows clowns have red noses."
"My bet's on that homeless man in that corner." Percy pointed to a beggar. "The criminal is always the guy you least suspect it to be. Really, anyone should be on our list. That beggar is unsuspecting. Really, who would have thought that a beggar is the Shooter? I have to admit, that guy is a genius but he can't outsmart me."
"You know for a Seaweed Brain, you can be pretty deep." A voice retorted behind them. "Meaning the part about the criminal being the guy you least suspect it to be. However, I can bet anything that the beggar nor the clown is the Shooter."
"Annabeth!" Piper lit up as she gave her and Reyna a big hug.
"Who's she?" Reyna demanded looking at the girl beside Jason and Piper who's yawning excessively.
"Chelsea." Jason answered for her. "Chelsea Tait."
Reyna and Annabeth looked at each other. "Oh crap." Annabeth mouthed.
"What?" Chelsea frowned. "Is my hair messed up? Did my mascara come off? God, don't be all secretive."
"Jason, Piper, a private word please?" Reyna asked politely.
"It's him." Percy gestured towards a man. He had sunglasses, an unusual baggy trench-coat and a black brief case.
"You're right!" Leo exclaimed. "It is him. He seems fishy."
"Hey, where's Chelsea?" Percy looked around but she was out of sight.
Leo shrugged. "I don't know. Who cares? She probably saw some guy she liked and went over there to flirt with him."
Slowly, Percy and Leo made their way to the man. On queue, Percy 'accidentally' spilt his can of coke over him.
"Oh god, sorry!" Percy cried as scripted.
Neither Percy or Leo could tell whether the man is pissed at them or fine with it due to the sunglasses. His face gave no hint. "It's alright." He grumbled. "It's soda. I'll just get this to the laundry tonight."
"No, really. I'm sorry, Mr. I'll pay for any damages." Percy gritted his teeth. He didn't fancy using his money.
"Seriously, it's okay." The man insisted impatiently. "Excuse me, I must get going."
"Not meaning to be rude but what's your name? You can give me your address and I'll pay for a brand new suit and send it to your house." Percy told him. "It's only fair."
"It's alright." The man snarled. "I said it's fine. You don't have to do anything. Just get out of my sight."
"Are you sure, sir?" Percy kept on pestering him which is his speciality. "I insist buying you a new suit."
"I have money to buy as many suits as I like. I'm rich." The man told him.
"Of course you are." Leo butted in on queue. "You're the Shooter aren't you?"
"Excuse me?' The man glared at Leo. "Who the hell are you anyway?"
"Richard Nixon." Leo lied not realizing it's actually the name of an ex-American President.
The man laughed harshly. "Good try, kid. He's dead and you would never be him."
"No really!" Leo said his face burning red. "Richard is a common name and yeah, I'm related to him so our last names are the same."
The man shook his head. "Nice try. I'd give you a two out of five for convincing me."
"You are the Shooter aren't you?" Leo accused.
"Who's the Shooter?"
"You." Percy said. "You came inside Goode High and killed people with your gun a few years ago. Surely, you'd remember what you did."
Thankfully people beside them aren't paying attention. They're too busy finding their items to care about their surroundings. If this was anything else, Leo and Percy would have dragged themselves into quite some attention.
"Oh yes, that." The man shrugged. "Okay, I'm the Shooter."
"Jason! Piper! Reyna! Annabeth!" Leo shouted. The place was full of people yelling and screaming so it wasn't out of the ordinary Leo was calling loudly but it did earn a few glances from curious pedestrian.
"What?" They came over with quizzical expressions on their face.
"And where's Chelsea?" Annabeth asked sharply.
"Never mind that." Leo huffed. "This is the fucking Shoote.r"
"Indeed I am." The Shooter said in a mono-toned. "I'm glad you identified me. Can I go now?"
"I'm not done with you, mister!" A rush of emotions hit Jason. Leo couldn't really blame Jason after all the Shooter done to him and now he's admitting he is the Shooter in the calmest way. "You left me in a goddamned coma for two years and I didn't even hear anything for you. Who the hell are you anyway? What do you have against me? Two years of my life is lost. Lost! Thanks to you. You are not welcomed at all. What's your problem?"
"Excuse me?" The Shooter frowned. "I don't know what you're talking about."
"Don't play dumb with me. You know exactly what you're saying." Piper said aiding her friend.
The Shooter raised his eyebrows. "I seriously don't."
Like a wolf, Reyna pounced on him and spat. "You are a fucking coward. I don't even know what to say. You're such a jerk and man, I wish you are dead-"
"Woah. What the fuck?" The man said. "Okay, this is it. I don't even know what you guys want from me. Yeah, I'm the Shooter, so what? You know what? I'm calling security. Security! Get these rats off me!"
It's a miracle the security guards heard him over the crowd but somehow, they managed to come and pulled Reyna off the man.
"Kids, this isn't war zone." A security guard looked at them strictly. "You can't jump on people."
"He's the Shooter!" Jason cried. "You have to arrest him!"
"He even admitted he is the Shooter." Leo added in. "Go ahead. We're innocent."
"They assaulted me." The Shooter said calmly. "You saw that, didn't you, officers?"
"He fucking almost killed Jason and killed a whole bunch of people!" Percy protested. "Assaulting is nothing compared to that."
"I'm sorry, I have to ask you guys to leave." The officer told them. "If I ever catch you in here again, I would have to call your parents."
"Why are you teaming up with him?" Piper asked. "You're suppose to be on our side!"
"Don't make me take you out by force." The officer warned.
"It's not even fair!" Reyna screamed. "What's wrong with you? What's wrong with this world?"
"Bring them out." The officer ordered as his men dragged the flailing kids out of the place.
"Curse you!" Leo yelled. "This is fucking messed up."
When the security guards landed them outside and left giving the kids threatening glances, the group gathered around a nearby bench and pouted. "What the fuck?" Leo ranted. "We just caught that douchebag and we got sent out."
"I know right." Piper agreed. "Ugh."
Suddenly, Nico and Cat exited from the Easter hunt and ran towards the group.
"What the hell? I saw you guys being dragged outside by security guard." Cat demanded.
"Don't remind me of that." Piper shook her head. "We got the goddamned shooter and of course, we got kicked out. How the hell are we suppose to catch him again?"
Nico frowned. "Who told you and Jason to come back here."
"Cat, it's your friend, Chelsea." Jason replied.
"And we fucking lost her." Reyna grumbled. "I got a text from blocked number saying not to trust her but she's already gone."
Nico and Cat looked at each other as they seemed to communicate silently. Both of them seem to know what has been happening all along and bursted into laughters.
"What?" Percy frowned. "I don't like the looks of this."
BEEP! Percy, Leo, Reyna, Annabeth, Jason and Piper all got a text in unison. "Okay, this is weird." Reyna said as they all looked at their phones.
From: Chelsea Tait
Happy April Fools Day, bitches.
"I knew it!" Annabeth cried out. She has been silent for quite a while and was obviously analyzing the whole situation. "This was a fraud. It's a joke to get us off track."
"Piper, Jason, get back to California." Nico instructed them as Cat nodded in agreement. "Go to what you were suppose to do before you came back. It's important."
"Oh, that's why I got the text saying not to trust Chelsea!" Reyna said. "But who sent me that text?"
Cat tilted her head thoughtfully. "I don't know but it's interesting. I'm going to look into that."
"And why the hell would Chelsea pay for Jason, Piper and her own ticket from California back to New York just for a prank? She is one messed up kid." Annabeth noticed.
Cat shrugged. "She's rich. She doesn't have to care about money. I'll look into her too."
"It's after noon time!" Leo complained. "You aren't even suppose to play pranks!"
AN: hehe, Happy Belated Easter and April Fools Day! I hope you enjoyed this chapter as much as I enjoyed writing it. I love April Fools day so I decided to make a little prank in the story. What did you guys do for April Fools? I love hearing all kinds of pranks! :3
Also, you probably noticed that Hazel and Frank aren't in this chapter but don't worry, I have something big planned for them ;)
Kisses, Emily