I am so sorry! I'm writing an extra long chapter to make up for it. It's school: people actually expect you to attend or something. I am so sorry that this sounds so much like PJO number one, but I'm kinda stumped on…everything.

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When I woke up, I thought I was dead. Dead and in heaven, anyway. I was laying on a beach chair on the porch of the most beautiful mansion that I've ever seen. Of course, I haven't seen very many mansions, but this thing had two stories, was baby blue with white trimming, and smelled like strawberries. The house was in the middle of a serene valley, lush, rolling hills cradeling the huge building in its arms. There was a huge collection of what looked to be cabins, at least compared to this huge building. I couldn't see very well from where I was standing, but one of them looked like it was shining and another looked like it was growing grass on its roof. I turned to look on the other side of me and realized that, standing there, was my teacher, Mr. Covner. "You're awake." He stated. I looked slightly further down. Sure enough, instead of pants, he had some kind of fur sweatpants on. "Susan," he said sternly, just like he would whenever I was in his math class and was doodling on a piece of paper instead of paying attention. "It's rude to stare."

"But…Wha…..Whoooo…" I muttered numbly. "There'll be time for that," he replied, "first you must meet Chiron."

"Kur-ion?" At first, I thought he had sneezed. My teacher chuckled under his breath. "You'll see," he promised.

"So, um, not to be rude, but, what are those?" I asked, indicating his pants. "Well, it's a bit difficult to explain. If you'll allow me to be blunt: I'm half goat." I laughed. This must have been some kind of joke, or an absurd test that the teachers gave students to determine how they use their math skills in the real world. Because there was no way that anything that my teacher was telling me was true. "This is no laughing matter," he said seriously as he lead me down to the weird cabins-I'm sure that's what they must be-"It's all real. The monsters, the myths, specifically the Greek. I'm one of those creatures."

"Uuuuuhhhhhhhh…you're kidding, right?"

"Afraid not."

"So the mimotaur, and the giants, and Medusa, and"- I was cut off by Mr. Covner. How did he cut me off? He just so happened to tackle me. "Sssshhhh! Names are powerful, and unless you want all of the monsters on the face of this Earth to come here, you'll be slightly more careful."

Crushed by him, I managed a weak, "ugh, get off me" and then push him off irritably. "But what about the gods? Aren't they a huge part of Greece?"

Mr. Covner looked surprised. "Yeah, they're still around. Why aren't you freaking out? Most people would have run away screaming at this point." WE started walking towards the cabins again. I thought for a moment. The truth was that I had sort of guessed that something-even crazier than this- was happening. I mean, no one's luck is awful enough that they would be kicked out of a school every year and then be attacked by your bully alongside…..George and Martha. Oh, no. How could I have been selfish enough not to notice that my new parents were probably dead. "Mr. Covner," I began, trying to calm my racing heart. "Oh, my name isn't Covner. That's just my under cover name that the Council assigned me. My real name is Clover." He interrupted me, then went on to tell an, I'm sure, awefully interesting story about why his daddy-goat named him that. He was just getting to the part about the rouge wind spirit, when I yelled out, "WHAT HAPPENED TO GEORGE AND MARTHA?" We were close enough to the cabins that we had begun walking by people,(who were dressed in armor and doing everything from bow practice to what looked like a drill team) and they looked at me like I was crazy. Ex-Covner looked at me apologetically and whispered, "After I got you out of harm's way, I came back and they just disappeared. They were nowhere to be seen. But, Susan, they could have been anything from monsters to gods in disguise. Either way, they were definetly not human."

"What do I have to do with this anyway?" I asked miserably. We were passing by the cabins now and heading for what looked like a man on a large white horse doing what looked like archery lessons, though why he would do archery on horseback, I have no idea. "Chiron will explain everything," he said, pointing to the man on the horse. The horse turned around and I realized wasn't on the horse. He was a part of the horse. Suddenly, just like it had when I faced Eddy, all of the myths came flooding back, Chiron, trainer of heroes. Chiron, amazing bow man-horse. Chiron, centaur. All I could think to say was, "Are you wearing tweed?"

Apparently, demigods have an orientation film. It gave me the full lay-down on being a demi-god, and basically recovered everything Clover had told me. I'm not going to bore you with the details. I moved into the Hermes cabin. All of my belongings were in Zion still. I was absolutely miserable. My parents were gone because of me, and even if they were monsters, all I wanted was for George to tease me about my dark-brown hair, and then Martha to retort that it was perfect. I was so tired that, even though it was midday, I laid right on my bunk (remember, this is after PJO so the Hermes cabin sin't stuffed.) and fell asleep right away.

My first mistake.

What do you think? Do you want Clover to be a big part of the story? I'm thinking no. And, by the way, I will have some LeoXOC and at the very end, LeoXCalypso, or as I like to call them, Caleo.