GUYZ THANKZ YOUZ SO MUCHES FOR THE LIK REVIEWS END LIK YER ALL LIK SO NICEEEEEEEEE so dis chapterz willz be on lik mika, so excuze deh wierd spellingz lik i dunno.

(To SuzuBells, marysue and Chelsea were eavesdropping on "the persy squad", who were maybe telling some things to Mika *hint hint* so it wasn't the principal discussing demigods.)

Mika's POV: So many people wonder why I'm even friends with Chelsea. I guess you could see why, Chelsea's honestly one of the most racist, homophobic, self absorbed people I know. I think you probably wonder why I'm even in the "popular squad" considering most of the school thinks I'm emo.

It starts in freshman year, where I was "the cute new girl". That is to say, Chelsea, who had already established herself as queen bee, decided I was sufficiently cute and wealthy enough to join her ranks. As you can probably tell, our school is stuck in a perpetual Mean Girls like stereotype.

Even back then, you could tell I didn't belong/want to belong. Everyone in the group was nice to me, but I could tell they didn't really have anything in common with me, and Chelsea was blind to it all. My love of Homestuck was weird to them, as was my taste in music and how I really didn't care about discussing makeup and boys 24/7.

Of course, Chelsea tried to "convert" me into one of her little rich clone girls. She said I should speak with more of an accent (apparently in Chelsea's mind being a sixteenth japanese automatically qualifies me as a "foreigner") and act more "exotic". THat was probably around the time I decided that I was done with being a popular girl.

It might also have to do with the fact that over the summer, I discovered I was a demigod. I live with my aunt and uncle, since my mom died in a car crash when I was three, so I never really knew her, but it turns out that my dad is Apollo. With all the weird stuff I see anyway, it wasn't that surprising.

Spending the summer at Camp Half-Blood really separated me from the "popular girls", because everything they talked about seemed so trivial compared to what demigods did. Chelsea's over there whining about how four inch heels are giving her feet blisters when demigods are risking their lives living out in the mortal world? It's ridiculous.

Meeting the famous "seven" as they're called was a complete accident. They're legends at the camps, and I'm only a newbie. Probably the only reason we know each other was during sword practice Annabeth discovered that I also went to Goode. With Godly Enemy #1/Gaea dead, going outside of demigod safe zones is much easier.

So yeah, the story of how I joined and left the popular group. Its nice to know the difference between real and fake friends.

(Mika's point of view. Did you like it? It actually is really weird not having to leave off the 'e' of like every time I type it. The next chapter will be when the action finally starts happening. *insert my usual begging for reviews, suggestions, and ideas* Thank you for reading.)