A LITTLE CHAPTER FOR MARYSUE FOR YOU TO READ AS I TYPE UP THE NEXT CHAPTER

so lik therez drama btwn marysue end chelsea oh no! *sobz* itz not lik they only new each other fer lik too dayz...well herez a little chapter with marysue i hop u lik it :))))))))

(LL-I wish I had thought of that. The actual plot twist is much more cliche. I might have to do that sometime though.

The Punk Rock Demigod-I wish I knew what goes on in Chelsea's head, but unfortunately its so empty in there I can't really find anything

Also, offensive things will be said, I do not mean any of them.)

marysue's Point of View:

Well I just got my weapon, which is a beautiful celestial bronze sword. Will said it might be too big for a beginner like me, but i tell him to shut up, because like, he doesn't even know me. I am a professional sword fighter, I saw them on tv once and with the amazing processing speed of my brain took it up immediately. I laugh at Chelsea in my head, she has a lame gold sword. Like anyone could afford a little solid gold sword. Only us truly wealthy individuals can have celestial bronze. Oh well, Chelsea is a second rate rich girl anyway. She's seriously so gross. Like the tacky Prada dress she had on the other day? Anyone could afford that. But I recently discovered this really nice high end store called Target, and the deals there are amazing. It was almost as nice as my all time favorite store, Dollar General.

Will leads us over to the sword fighting area, but Chelsea chickens out, some excuse about having to deal with some girl named Drew. That's a disgusting, over-masculine name by the way. Speaking of names, I have decided to have everyone refer to me as Marya, because it's so much better than "marysue" the initials of my name that just so happened to spell another name.

Will tries to steer me towards the training area, but I know I am better than that. I head over to the advanced area, where I noticed there was a crowd. I heard a low voice asking for someone to fight them, so I assumed it was a swoon-worthy guy and quickly dashed over. I strut over to the crowd and squirm through until I get to the front. I yell "I accept the challenge!" and hope that who I'm fighting is hot. But I look up and...it's some manly looking girl! She's disgustingly muscular and not wearing any makeup. I almost want to choke. I can't believe she's even allowed to be female.

Threateningly, she holds her spear up. I'm not scared though. I know I'm the best fighter. I charge heroically…..and fall over? Ugh, mangirl could have killed me!

I quickly slip into innocent little girl mode, and start crying. I know that immediately everyone will feel bad for me, and that mangirl will be kicked out of camp!

But everyone starts...laughing at me?! How dare they! It turns out I sprained my ankle, and the infirmary is "temporarily out of nectar and ambrosia" whatever that means, so they have to fix my ankle the normal way. The girl who injured me is apparently named Clarisse La Rue, and she even got cheered on when she beat me! Ugh, and it even turns out she has a boyfriend too. Ew, he must be using her because he's too poor to hire a bodyguard.

Well, now that I'm in the infirmary alone, I decide to find some things about Nico. I read through his entire chat, and googled his name. What was weird was the only birth records of a Nico Di Angelo was in the 1940s. Weird. Also, he had a sister named Bianca, but she's dead. I decide to mention her a lot tomorrow when I see him, to show that I care about his loss. He also apparently has a sister named Hazel, but I suppose she's only pretending to be his sister because she looks nothing like him. He claims to be dating a guy named Leo, who I guess is the weird mexican guy from lunch. Is he cheating on me? Nah, he just wants to make sure I care about him. I decide that this whole Leo thing is just a test, and decide to treat him like trash when I meet him. Nico apparently also had a crush on Percy, according to the gossip forums, but thankfully it's all over and they're both okay with it. With all the double dates Chelsea and I will inevitably have with our hot boyfriends (after that horrid Chelsea realizes I am superior in every way) I don't need any awkwardness.

Eventually I get sleepy from the hours of internet stalking- I mean internet browsing, and fall asleep to dreams of Nico and moi's wedding.

(I will try to get my next chapter up today or tomorrow, so I hope you enjoy this little filler chapter, and also hope it fuels your hatred for marysue/Marya a bit? I dunno, I really need a one dimensional character, and she is intended to fill the spot. As always thank you for reading and please review, tell me if my story's good or bad, all that stuff.)