A/N: I would just like to apologize to you guys for a few things: *1) I haven't updated in EONS, part because I was super-duper busy, part because I had writer's block, and part because the poll results as they stand right now, Nico is the winner, and I hate, absolutely HATE Nico. Especially if he's paired with an OC. Sorry, but that's just my honesty. 2) Part 2 of E is for Evergreen on Do, Re, MI isn't up. That's because I wrote it, read it, and hated it. Like, really hated it. (Wow, I just full of story-hate right now, aren't I?) So I promise, Do, Re, Mi fans, that I WILL make it up to you.

I'm sure I typed up this chapter (or at least part of it) a while ago and didn't post it. So I guess I'll have to write it again.

No trivia question for today, but details and stuff/winners next chapter

IF YOU CARE ABOUT THIS STORY (Even A little bit), BE SURE TO READ THE A/N AT THE BOTTOM! Thanks!=)

I don't own PJO.

Lilah's P.O.V

"Don't worry; It's not like it hasn't happened before. Especially with non-Hermes kids." The girl told me as she shook off the last of her giggles and grabbed my forearm. She pulled me inside and leaned out the door. "Thank you, you, thank you very much! We're here all the time!" She announced. With that, she pulled the wooden door shut, sealing out the laughter. She turned to me, an impish grin on her face. She stepped easily over the puddles of red and over to me.

"I'm Lizzy. You're Lilah." It wasn't a question, but a statement.

"Yeah." I replied lamely.

She rolled her eyes and grabbed my arm again. "You need to change so you don't leave stains all over the carpet."

I looked down at the carpeted areas in the cabin and wondered if there was any place that wasn't already stained.

She pulled me over to a set of two trunks at the end of a set of bunkbeds. She eyed them, then me, then finally decided on the trunk on the right side. She pulled on the lock a couple times until it snapped open, then she opened it to reveal pairs of jeans and shorts, socks, and a couple of skimpy, lacey little things that might've resembled underwear. Next to it was a few bright orange t-shirts and a couple orange tank tops with the camp logo on it. Under that was 2 pairs of Converse, a couple necklaces, a set of earrings, about few bracelets, some bras, some cute not-orange shirts, a few pictures, almost all featuring a pretty brunette and others, a wad of cash, a book of the top 10 biggest heists in the world written in Greek, a little red satin box, a toothbrush, a hairbrush, some bobby pins and hairties, and a few other random oddities.

Lizzy reached in and selected a pair of faded jean shorts, an orange shirt, some socks, a pair of "underwear", a pair of the Converse-a pair of gray low-tops, and a bra, then put them to the side, and shoved me off to the single bathroom in the cabin to take a shower.

After my shower, I politely refused the underwear and opted for my old ones (I rinsed them out in the sink and dried it with a hairdryer), blushingly asked for a smaller bra, and was surprised to find everything else fit fine. I told Lizzy No, Thank-You when she asked if I wanted any jewelry from the trunk because I already felt bad taking things from the girl without her permission.

"Oh, Bella won't care. Probably." She said with a shrug and a dismissive wave of her hand as she handed me undergarments from another trunk and Bella's hairbrush.

I combed through my hair in a daze, wondering what life would be like here. Would I have many friends? Any fun? Any siblings?

Lizzy announced that she was going to the camp store to buy more Kool-Aid packets and she'd be right back, then flounced out the door. I set the hairbrush down on Bella's trunk and went and sat on my temporary bunk. It was the bottom of the set and was the closest to the door.

I looked around the cabin. It looked normal; most beds looked occupied with pictures and such around the head of the beds. Trunks sat at the end of each set of bunkbeds, most with several, intricate and complicated locks on it, with the exception of a few, like Bella's. I also noticed that there was nothing of value in sight.

I stood up and looked around, peeking at pictures and reading things carved into the headboards and trunks. Mikko was here. Travis + Katie. Connor is so dead to me. Property of Bellatrix. JL+MF=4 EVA. For a sex touch, call Tamara. I'm innocent!

I traced my finger over each carving, deciphering (or, at least trying) to find the meaning of each one.

I stopped near the bunk I saw Lizzy lounging on earlier, and, in a hunch, reached under her pillow. However, all I felt was nothing. I sighed and went back to my bed.

"Nice try. But every good thief knows the pillow is an awful hiding place." I looked up to see Lizzy standing there, smirking, Bella's little red satin box in her hand and Kool-Aid packets stuffed in her pockets.

With a smirk, she tossed the box on Bella's bed, grabbed my arm, and said, "Dinnertime."

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The conch horn sounded just as we arrived at the dining pavilion.

Lizzy sniffed the air. "Mmm. Pizza night." She sauntered over to join her siblings. I started to follow, but someone grabbed my arm.

I turned around to find the pudgy drunk man, Mr. D. "Over there." He pointed over to a table near the front-middle of the pavilion. It was cherry-wood and had an engraving of pomegranate on the edge facing outward.

"Oh. Okay." I walked over and sat down nervously.

I hesitantly picked up my fork and bit my lip. I glanced around and noticed a steady stream of kids holding plates at a salad bar. The leafy green veggies actually looked pretty good, so I stood up and made my way over. I picked up a small plate from a stack. It was small and tinted green around the edges, and was covered in small flowers. It was so pretty, when it came time to fix my salad, I was almost sad to cover up the pretty design.

When I arrived back at my table, I noticed two things: 1) I was still alone, and 2) There was a large slice of vegetable pizza sitting at my place. I slid back onto the bench and set my salad down next to my pizza I picked my fork up again, shoved the pizza away, and stabbed a piece of lettuce and shoved in my mouth. I chewed and swallowed quickly, choking it down. I made a face, but ate a few more pieces of lettuce before shoving it all away. It may have looked good, but it still tasted like crap. I pushed the salad away, down to the other side of the table, then pulled my other plate towards me. I eyed it with disdain. I wished I had some soda or something.

I attempted to pick out some of the veggies, but it became painstakingly obvious that if I succeeded in removing them all, I would remove all the cheese, too. With a sigh, I slowly picked up my slice.

I hate vegtables.

I closed my eyes tight and shoved the pizza into my mouth, forcing myself to take a huge bite. I wanted to swallow it before I could taste it, but it was too late.

My nose scrunched up and I made a small noise of disgust and discomfort as the pizza slid down my throat.

I snatched at my goblet, surprised by the fact that it was filled. I quickly brought it to my lips and took large, greedy gulps. Sprite.

I set the now-almost-empty glass down with a bang.

And realized that drinking all that Sprite was a mistake.

The carbonation lodged in my throat, fizzling, popping, and stinging. It felt like it was suffocating me, trying to kill me. It felt like something was blocking my throat and preventing all the soda to go down.

"Gah!" I gurgled, dropping the slice on the plate, and shoving the plate away, a little too hard. The plate slid right off the table's edge and smashed to the ground. My hands flew to my throat as I stood up and tried to step back, completely forgetting that I was in a bench. My arms flailed and wheeled as I fell backwards, tripping over the bench. My butt landed with a thump on the hard ground. A bit of Sprite flew from my mouth as I frantically tried to wipe my mouth. But little spurts kept flying out, uncontrollable.

I detangle myself from the bench and stood up. I staggered a bit, my throat burning, my tailbone throbbing, my stomach churning, and my head pounding. Then, in the middle of the pavilion, I coughed a couple of times, choked, gasped, and threw up. All over.

The last thing I saw as keeled backwards was the Lord of the Dead's gleaming eyes.

I blacked out.

A/N: Dun, Dun, Dun! =P Anyway, I have from here on pretty much planned out…there won't be more than 8 chapters left! Le gasp!=O But never fear- the last few chapters will be shocking! Amazing! Extra-Fruitilicious! (-hungry for some Trix cereal.)

Okay. So business time. I love yall- you guys are the wind beneath my wings, or some deep an metaphorical shit like that. However, it seems that the majority of you have awful taste in guys. Cuz the final tallies are in, and the results are:

4 recorded votes- Nico

1 recorded vote- Milliken

1 recorded vote- Adam

1 recorded vote- Anybody Other Than The People Listed

0 recorded votes- Nobody

Well, as I said earlier, I hate Nico. And I'm not a doormat author- an author who the readers control nearly everything in the story and decide next to everything.

But I'm not gonna ignore you guys, either. I value your guys's opinions, I really do. I wouldn't be typing this if it wasn't for you guys, and I realize that. SO, while I have the plot all figured out, there are some holes; fill-in-the-blanks, if you will. I know what I'd like to do, but these fill-in-the blanks are for you guys, the fans and readers. The guy Lilah ends up hating? You decide. The guy she ends up kissing and holding hands with? You decide. But before this story progresses much farther, I need you guys to answer who your favorite guys is. If it's someone I haven't mentioned, you mention it. Kay? Kay. Soooo….

PLAYLIST FOR THIS CHAPTER:

1. Not Over You- Gavin DeGraw

2. No Hands- Waka Flocka Flame (A bit of foreshadowing, eh?;) WAIT, I meant the title, not the mean-eeewwwwww!….)

3. Loca- Shakira feat. El Cata

4. Misery- Maroon 5

5. Sorry For Party Rockin- LMFAO

Please Review! Another chapter will come in this week, if you dooooo…;)

Read on and Rock out,

NinjaNakkiOfCabin11

P.S. Apologies for all my long A/Ns =)