Andrew Hillford P.O.V

Andrew Hillford here. I'm tall, buff, and captain of the basketball team. I have black hair, brown eyes, and tan skin. Every girl wants to go out with me. I date them a few times, then dump them. People call me a slut. I suppose I am. But there's one girl who has never asked me to go out with her: Calypso Titan. Strange last name, I know.

But boy, is she hot, or what? With caramel-coloured hair, dark almond eyes, and a beautiful body, she is the image of perfection.

The only problem is she says she has a boyfriend named Leo Valdez. But I know she's just playing hard to get.

As I walked down the hallway of Wilderness School, I spotted her near my locker. Today she is sporting a white tank top, denim jeans, and black flats. Silver earrings hung from her ears, and her thick hair was pulled into a braid today. A silver headband graced the top of her head.

I smirked. I walked up to her and said very smugly, "Hey, Calypso."

She turned towards me and replied, "Oh. Hello, Andrew."

I leaned against the lockers with one arm and examined my nails with the other hand. "So. My parents are out tonight, and I've got no plans. Wanna crash at my place?"

Instead of saying yes like I expected her too, she just shook her head and said, "If you are asking me out on what people of this century call a date, then no. Besides, I have a place to 'crash', already."

I got over my momentary shock and answered, "Oh really? Where?"

She rolled her eyes and said, "My boyfriend's place, duh."

"And where does this boyfriend of yours live?"

"Long Island, but right now he's staying at his shop near Central Park."

"Your boyfriend owns a shop."

She nodded.

"In New York."

She nodded again.

"Oookay then."

An awkward silence followed, until Calypso broke it. "Well, if that is all, I'd best be leaving. Goodbye, Andrew."

And she walked away. Just like that! From me! Andrew Hillford! No one walks away from me and gets away with it. Tomorrow, I told myself. Tomorrow, I'll get her back.

Except the next day, Calypso didn't show. A couple hours after school started, she did show. And she looked horrible. Her usual braid was in a mess, her pants had many rips, and she looked like she had dried blood on her arms and face. When she walked into English class, everyone, including me, turned to stare at her.

"What?"

No one answered. So she just shrugged and took her seat in class. The teacher simply stared open-mouthed at Calypso. She calmly sat there and said, "If you're all quite finished staring, I wouldn't mind if you paid attention to something other than me."

Everyone quickly averted their gaze, though some people spoke in hushed whispers. I, on the other hand, couldn't help but keep staring at her. What could've happened on her way to school that would've resulted in this!?

As Ms. Faradi droned on about integers and algebra, I noticed Calypso touch a cut on her left arm. I saw her cringe, clearly in pain. I thought about her injuries. What could have caused this? Some sort of animal? A human being, perhaps?

I shook myself out of my thoughts as the bell rang. Calypso was out the door in five seconds flat, before anyone had even moved from their seats. So, I did the sensible thing that any person would do: I followed her.

She walked down the hall in a rushed manner, ignoring the confused looks people gave her. She rushed into the women's bathroom. I took only a second to decide whether or not I should follow. Instead, I went into the men's bathroom. I put my well-trained ear up to the wall adjoining the washrooms, and listened intently. The following conversation was rather...strange.

The first sentence was muffled, something like, Oh, Eris, god damned of the rain trough, please assess my omelette.

There was a slight pause, then a voice, clearer this time. "Leo, thank the Gods!" Gods? Who says that?

"Sunshine! Are you okay? Where are you?" This Leo person sounded concerned.

"I'm fine. I'm at Wilderness School."

"Wilderness School!? What in Hephaestus's name are you doing there?" Wait, Hephaestus? Wasn't that some crippled Greek God?

"I'm getting an education, Valdez. Try it some time. But that's not important. What is important, however, is the fact that I got attacked by Stymphalian Birds." What the hell is Calypso talking about? A bird attacked her?

The other person-Leo, I think-sounded like he was cursing in another language.

"Leo! Language!"

"Sorry, Sunshine. But Stymphalian Birds? How did they find you there?"

Calypso didn't say anything for a long time. When she did, it sounded like she was upset. "I don't know. I was just walking to school like I do every day, when I suddenly turned a corner, and the Birds came at me. It took me a good ten minutes to defeat them. Even then, I got pretty beat up too. Plus, I was late for school. It took me a good hour to do my best to get cleaned up, but even then I couldn't quite disguise my incident. When I actually got to class, everyone kept staring. It was quite uncomfortable."

"Did you take nectar and ambrosia? Please tell me you did." What were they talking about? This whole conversation didn't make sense!

"Of course I did, Leo. But, even so, I still had some cuts and bruises. After class was over, I went straight to the bathroom and IMed you."

"I should talk to Percy and Annabeth about this. They've dealt with Stymphalians before, and they might know why they're attacking random half-bloods." Now that was a weird word. Kinda made me think it was a racist definition of a person of two cultures.

Just then, Calypso said, "Gotta go, Leo. I hear another female coming."

I too heard the footsteps. I cautiously exited the bathroom, except it was at the exact same time Calypso left the girl's room. She crossed her arms in front of her and glared. "Andrew, are you stalking me?"

I was a bit surprised at her accusation, but quickly recovered. "Of course not. I was worried about you." Even as I said it, I knew it wasn't entirely true.

She raised her eyebrow and said, "I think it was out of curiosity more than anything."

She got me there. So I decided to humour her. "Where did you get the cuts?"

She glanced down, then back up. "Some delinquent tried to pick a fight. He lost."

"You're lying. I heard your conversation in the bathroom."

Her eyes widened. "So you were stalking me!"

"Not really. I was...maybe stalking you. But that's not the point. Why was your chat so weird?"

That's when Calypso went still. She crossed her arms over her chest and spoke in a hard, definite voice. "I do not need to reveal that information to you."

"You don't get to make that choice."

"Who says?"

"I do."

"And how does that give you any authority over me?"

"Because I'm Andrew Hillford! Everyone does exactly what I say!"

She raised a perfect eyebrow and said, "Reality check, Andrew. I'm not 'everyone'. Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to be getting back to my boyfriend."

Calypso walked away and I stared dumbly after her. After regaining my senses, I followed. She walked out the front doors of the school and down the concrete steps. She made a right turn and ducked behind a cluster of bushes. My curiosity peaked, so I kept on following.

The sight that met my gaze was really, really, weird. Calypso was walking towards a Latino-looking boy, kind of elfish, with a tool belt around his waist. Behind him was a giant miniature metal plane. Made of bronze. How the hell can it even fly?

"Hey, Sunshine!" I turned my attention back to the elf kid.

"Hi, Leo." So. This was Leo, Calypso's so-called 'boyfriend'.

"Are you okay, those Stymphalians didn't hurt you too badly, did they?"

"Not at all, Leo. I can hold my ground."

Leo smiled mischievously and held out his hand to her, while climbing onto the plane. "Come on, Calypso. The gang's waiting to hear all about it."

Calypso smiled back just as deviously and said, "I'm driving, Valdez."

The next day, Calypso didn't show. When I asked the principal about it, he said a Calypso Titan had never enrolled at Wilderness School. I asked my friends, but they all said the same thing.

Eventually, as time went on, I too slowly began to forget about Calypso. A few months after she mysteriously disappeared, I forgot I even knew her. But one day, as I was out for a walk in Central Park, I spotted a dark-haired girl and a familiar Latino boy walking hand-in-hand, smiling. I shook my head to be sure I wasn't seeing things. I watched the pair a bit longer, then turned away. I couldn't get rid of the nagging feeling that I knew them.

A single name was uttered in my near: Calypso Titan.

I turned to see who had spoken, but no one was there. I shrugged and continued on my walk, but looked back once to see the slender girl staring right back. With a wink and a wave, she jogged out of sight. The last strange thing that happened that day was when I noticed a bronze glinting in the sky, soaring away towards Long Island.

So, here is my second one-shot of mortals meeting demigods (or in this case, demi-titans!). Next chapter will hopefully be up sometime in mid to late February, and will feature Percy, Nico, Jason, Thalia, Clarisse, and Coach Hedge. I bet some of you readers will be able to guess the next topic based on the characters. *cough* gym class *cough*

Anyways, check out my other stories, 'specially my Percy Jackson one. I'm surprised at how much people enjoy it. Right now, all my stories with chapters are on hold, due to my obsession with writing one-shots about my favourite fandoms.

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- Fiercest-Dreamer