Terribly sorry for the long wait

Time to meet the family.

We hopped into a cab, driven by Argus. By we, I mean Annabeth, Percy, and I. I had begged Andrew to come but to no avail. He said that this was a family matter and that he would be useless and only create more awkwardness. Annabeth was merely there as a peace-keeper. Not to mention everyone knew her.

The cab ride was awkwardly silent, until Percy cleared his throat.

"I'm sorry," he said. That was it. Like 'sorry' could fix everything.

"Sorry for the fact that Poseidon claimed me and now you have to publically admit I'm your sister or that I'll ruin your precious family or even just the simple fact that I am your sister?" I said, somewhat bitchily.

"What's your problem?" he shouted at me. He actually had the nerve to shout at me!

"My problem? How dare you? I don't have an effin problem, you do! You rejected me, your own sister! So much for family comes first! All throughout the war, you were the almighty Percy Jackson, the one of the prophecy, the Hero of Olympus, and the Leader of Camp Half-Blood! You never even looked at me! Was it because I was too lowly to be seen with the likes of you? Or because you never even knew I existed? And yet, you dare to ask me what MY problem is? You should check out your own before you even start on me!" I shouted right back. Percy was shocked. Annabeth looked downright frightened and believe me, it wasn't everyday you could scare that particular Daughter of Athena. So using the momentum I had gained I turned on her, "And then there's you! We used to be best friends! What happened to that? You barely even speak to me now! Yet I, for some foolish idiotic reason, still count you as one of my closest friends! Well not anymore! I was an idiot. I can admit that. If it weren't for me being claimed, would you even speak to me now?" Turning back to Percy, I shouted at him again, "Score for me! I managed to singlehandedly shock the Leader of Camp Half-Blood into silence! You don't have anything to say to that do you?" Having blown off most of my steam, and thinking the two deserved some mercy, I relaxed. However, that didn't stop me from taking turns glaring at them.

Deciding that they were better off not saying anything, we sat in silence. That didn't last long though. Mix three demigods with ADHD, one of whom was a very pissed off 15 year old girl and another whom was an extremely impulsive Son of Poseidon with a short temper, and you did not get good results.

Soon enough we were at each other's throats and Annabeth looked like she was about to die. I couldn't even here what Percy was saying, I was yelling so loud, and same for him.

Although I didn't catch most of what he was shouting at me, I did pick up a couple of words and phrases here and there: "slut…throwing yourself at guys…crazy lunatic…desperate…" and there was something in there about how I was too afraid to fight because I might break a nail! Is he serious?

Annabeth finally mustered up the courage to say something. "We're here." With that, she bolted out of the car so fast, she practically turned invisible.

With one last glare thrown in my direction, Percy stormed out of the car.

Without even realizing it, I had become nervous. Looking down at what I was wearing, I gulped. While it didn't exactly qualify me as a slut, it also wasn't what most 15 year old girls should be wearing when they meet their mom for the first time.

I had on a short pink chiffon ruffled tiered dress that used to come to about mid-thigh, but was now even shorter topped with a leather bomber. To complete the look I had black gold-studded combat heels and a Chanel purse.

In my defense, I was going to the Stoll brothers' party tonight. Everyone knows that those parties are wild. I mean, what was I supposed to do?

Sighing I figured it was too late to worry about it now. I dragged my sorry self out of the cab, ready to face the family.