A/N: Okay, I kinda wanna continue just to get to some Solangelo. *_*

Lalita

Life decisions lead to life changes. When life gives you a cyclops crashing into you school and your new classmate killing it, you are either going insane or the victim of a prank. Neither one was applied to Lalita's case. Nico looked at her in expectation. Should she accept his offer or go off and pretend this never happened.

She let out a breath. "I don't know. I need to talk to my mom and dad about this... You are so luck it's a Friday leading into April vacation and I have no piano lessons this afternoon..."

Nico hesitated. "Electronic devices are like a beacon to nearby monsters."

Lalita bit her lip. "I really need to call her, though. "

"Okay, but I'll look out for any incoming monster."

She nodded and pulled out her phone to call her mom.

"Lita?" a voice crackled through. "Are you okay? You know you're not suppose to call me during school. "

"I know, I know, I know, but there's been an accident," she bit her lip. "Some big guy literally broke into the school and attacked my friend, Nico, and I."

"What?! Are you injured?"

"Mom, I'm fine. My friend is telling me I'm endanger. He said he could bring me somewhere safe."

"... Did the attack call you anything?"

Lalita nodded. "He called me the daughter of Apollo and Nico the son of Hades. "

Her mother's breath hitched. " I didn't think it would happen so fast. Lita, you need to come home to pack now. Bring your friend. I want to talk to him. I love you."

"I love you, too," she responded and allowed her mother to end the call. She looked back to Nico. "Let's grab my bag first. My mom wants to meet you, too."

He nodded and the two headed off to find the bag. Once recovering the disregarded backpack, they left the school premises and began to walk.

"I could shadow travel to you're house," Nico offered.

She shooked her head. "You don't know where I live. Besides, you need to explain a lot to me."

Nico awkwardly rubbed the nape of his neck and looked away. "Right."

"D'awww. You're such an awkward little cinnamon roll!" Lalita gushed.

Nico glared at her. "I'm not a cinnamon roll, whatever that means. I'm the son of Hades and the Ghost King."

She started to mocked him. "I'm Nico di Angelo. The little cinnamon roll of the Underworld here to haunt your dreams with confectionery."

Nico was full out glaring at her while she was full out laughing. Nico managed to calm his nerves and explain what was all happening.

"That guy who attacked up was a cyclops. A real one. Believe it or not, Greek and Roman gods are real. When gods and goddesses meet with mortals, demigods are made. You're a demigod. The daughter of Apollo, apparently. You know there's Mount Olypmus, right? Well Mt. Olympus resides at the top of the Empire State Building. The gods go where ever the flame of Western civilization is. Now, mortals can't see monsters or anything about Greek mythology and Roman mythology due to the Mist that distorts mortal's sights. Some mortals can see through the mist, but that's a small percentage. Monsters prey on demigods and us demigod have to fight them. You can only defeat demigods with Imperial Gold or Celestial Bronze. I use Stygian Iron which works well too. Demigods don't immediately know they are demigods, but once they know, monster will start to attack. Luckily, they're places that act as safe havens for demigods. Camp Jupiter is for Roman demigods and is found in California. Long Island New York has Camp Half-Blood. I'll be bringing you to Camp Half-Blood since you're the daughter of Apollo," Nico thoroughly explained. "Now, did you get all of that?"

Lalita who had been guiding him to her house nodded. "Yup! Mythological stuff is real. I'm apart of it. Mount Olympus is in New York City. The Mist hides the mythological shenanigans. Imperial Gold, Celestial Bronze, and Stygian Iron can beat up monsters. Camp Jupiter and Camp Half-Blood are safe havens for demigods. We'll be going to Camp half-Blood because I'm the daughter of a Greek god. It's all retained in my little head. Now, we'll head straight down this street and turn down the exit before the hill. "

Nico nodded and they walked in silence. They passed by railroad tracks and some stores. A giant factories was passed and Lalita commented that the factories was her dad's work. The factory was closing and moving to North Carolina for some reason, so her dad was searching for new work. She told Nico about her family since they were at that subject. Lalita had her mom, her dad, and her little brother. Her mom was a hard working nurse and her dad was a maintenance worker. Her little brother was eight years younger than her.

"Well, now I'm technically his half-sister," she pondered out loud, "and I'm an illegitimate child. Wow, the amount of shock I should have is not present. "

Nico listened along as she spoke. Lalita was very much comfortable with a one-sided conversation. She could tell he wasn't much of a talker, but she decided to at least try to engage in a two-sided conversation.

"How about your family?" Lalita asked Nico. "I mean, you don't need to tell me. I was just wondering. "

Nico looked away. "I'd rather not talk about it."

"Then we won't!" Lalita chirped. " Just remember this though. Family isn't alway blood related. Friend can be family, too."

There went her try at a two-sided conversation. She didn't want to push the subject, of course. Despite others thought of her, she wasn't that nosy. Nico stared at her. Lalita understood how quick she could switch from silly to serious, so she expressed it.

"What? I can state serious things. My friend may not quickly realize it, but I can be rather serious," she huffed. "Remember that, dude. "

He nodded mutely, and she continued to prattle off about different things.

"If we are heading to Long Island, we can probably try to take a train there. I know of a train station in a neighboring town. We can take it down to New York. It'll be long, though. I'm not sure if the train closes at night either. A sudden decision to go to New York is confusing... I do get to visit my aunt if I ever wanted to, but I don't have her number. I probably should pack some sets of clothes. Thank Tumblr for know how to pack a lot within a limited space," she kept talking to herself.

Nico was dazing odd in thought as well, but not out loud. The two rounded out into a fairly nice neighborhood. Lalita paused from her audible thoughts to point at the first fully visible house on the new street.

"That's my house. My mom will probably let us in, or I can unlock the door."

In no time, they were at the doorsteps of the house. It took them about an hour to walk from the high school to her house. It was tiring, but Lalita did need the exercise. The main sources of exercise she had in the school year were Marching Band, Gym class, and Theater. Marching Band meant synchronized walking while performing and paying sharp attention to time and whatnot. Gym was literal exercise. Theater is tiring to say the least. Dancing and singing and all that jazz burns calories. Lalita snapped out of her inner thoughts and knocked on the door. It pulled out quickly to reveal a women with black hair tied back into a ponytail. She had a worried look on her face.

"Lita!" she embraced the girl. "Oh you're okay. Thank goodness! Are you hurt?!"

"No, mom. I'm fine," Lalita returned the hug.

"Good, now go to your room to pack. I have some stuff laid out for you to bring. I know you can't bring everything, but I have stuff you may need."

Lalita nodded and went straight inside. She paused and turned to Nico. "I almost forgot. Nico, this is my mom. Mom, this is Nico."

"Nice to meet you," Nico stated.

"You, too. Please come in."

Lalita took off her shoes and rushed off to her bedroom. Nico followed Mrs. Luzon into the living room to chat. Lalita dashed into her room to find items placed onto her bed. She decided to start packing the sets of clothing first. All the bare essentials were stuffed into the bag. She decided to bring her sketchbook and multiple pencils. She slipped some hair elastics onto her arm, placed on her golden rose ring, and stuffed some money of her own into her pocket. She hefted the bag and tested the weight. It wasn't extremely heave, so she was fine with it. She kept her black jacket and placed an umbrella in her bag. She slipped her iPhone charger and earbuds in just in case. She really wished electronics didn't bring her in danger, but she felt safe with it in her pocket. Just like how she felt safe with a jacket on her. It was a weird thing about her. There was a lot of weird thing about everyone, though. She headed out of her room to find Nico and her mom still talking.

"No. I'm not interested in... ummm..." Nico blushed.

Lalita's mom grinned. "So your gay?"

"MOM," Lalita exclaimed. "You don't ask people that!"

"Why not?" she stared at her.

The younger Luzon facepalmed. "Never mind. I'm sorry Nico."

Lalita placed down her bag and plopped down on the piano seat. She turned on the electrical piano and decided to play. She was an ultimate nerd, so she started to play the Sad Theme of Fairy Tail. She didn't completely master it, but she hopped that she could. It wasn't perfect. Nico seemed awed at her performance never the less.

"You're pretty good at that," Nico commented.

"Thanks, I try," Lalita joked.

She slipped some music sheets into her sketchbook and zipped up the bag. She placed it on her back.

"Let's head out to the train," She announced.

Nico stood and shook his head. "How about shadow-travel. It'll make it quicker."

The girl paused to think about it before speaking up. "Well, okay. What harm will it do?"

A/N:

Solangelo next chapter ._. It must be next chapter I promise.