Hey guys! Did you hear about Canada beating USA in Woman's Ice Hockey Sochi 2014? AWESOME! I'm putting the Sochi part just in case you're reading this, and you have no idea what I'm talking about. CANADA RULES! WOOHOO! GOLD ALL THE WAY BABY!
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Anyways, thanks for all the OC's! Please don't cry if one of your own characters isn't in this, I may be able to use it in another story! PJO fans, I may be talking to you... ;)

AND THE WINNER IS:

Helena Carter by: Ickle Leo

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I run towards the source of the scream, and I find Celestine in a room with another girl, who starts to clean up a broken glass. Celestine is sitting, but she looks as if she had a heart attack.

"Celestine, what happened?"

"N-nothing. Don't worry."

I turn to that other girl, and she has tears in them. The train starts again, and I go to see Ellia. She's coming back, and looks a bit flustered.

"Ellia, what happened?"

"Engine difficulty. Everything's fine though, don't worry."

I nod, but then we reach the Capitol.

I flop onto my bed, exhausted. Once we got off the train, we headed towards our car that'll take us to our 'house'. Everyone wanted to see us, and I was-no, AM STILL horrified on what they did to themselves. Tattoos, dyed skin, gems implanted into their flesh, must I go on? Absolutely disgusting. Then, we go have our dinner, with all this super fancy food, like bread rolls shaped as flowers, and oranges served with sauce. I should've been impressed, but all I can think of is how my family is doing, and what the could do with all this food. I notice that Celestine (or Lesty, as I have just came up with her super cool totally AWESOME nickname) and she looks a bit pale, and distant. Once we're done, I come here, and flop onto my bed. Now I'm thinking about what happened today, and sort it all out. (I haven't read the Hunger Games in a long time, so I forgot what happened when Katniss and Peeta left the train. Sorry!)

CONS: In the Hunger Games. Lost my family. Gonna die. Still hiding my big secret.

PROS: Ate something that tastes good. And...err...let's see...oh yeah! Met Lesty! Well, that's good, right?

I suddenly hear footsteps, and I walk towards the door, despite my sleepiness. Sleep is for morons anyways. (Just kidding. Leo doesn't know what he's talking about. YOU. NEED. SLEEP. No excuses.) I open the door, and I see Celestine walking around, her hands fidgety. I don't know her that well, but I don't think she's the squirming type.

"Lesty? You okay?"

She practically jumps out of her skin. She quickly turns around, with a panicked face, but when she realizes its me, she relaxes. My mission is to first, get her to laugh, or giggle. Then, to find out what she's hiding.

"Leo! Don't scare me like that! Jeez..."

"And what are you doing here?"

"What? A girl can't go walking around?"

"Nope. Cause if she does, she has to deal with Mr. McShizzle."

"Why're you calling Gret Mr. McShizzle?"

"I was talking about me!"

"You should've used the name Hopeless Case. No offense."

"Offense taken!Who do you think you are?"

"I believe you called me a ray of sunshine?" She's smiling, but her eyes give away her sadness.

"Yes, I did. Now, as one of Santa's elves, I need you to answer something. Just so I know you can be on the Nice List." She giggles, and I'm thinking mission #1: accomplished. Onto mission #2.

"So, what do you need to know? ."

"Well, first, why you're so mean."

"I'm not mean! It's just...my unique personality." She gives an innocent smile, but I still don't buy that she's not sad.

"Now onto serious stuff. What-"

"Sorry Leo, but I'm kinda tired right now. Goodnight."

She walks away, leaving me curious, and a bit stunned. I enter my room, and crash onto my bed, and have the same nightmare I have.

So how's that? I know there's not much to the story itself, but I'll try to make it longer. Now, please review, and if you want, make an OC! And here's the answers to the questions:

#1: (HoH SPOILER ALERT!) Nico's gay.

#2: There was a thread of silk (or web, whatever) tangled onto her foot

#3: Look at my profile pic. There's your answer.

BONUS: Leo Valdez. That's not a trick question! So, I'll check out your stories if you made any, and remember to review! Until we meet again! :D :D :D If I made any spelling/grammatical mistakes, sorry in advance! It's 10:22 pm right now, and I still have History homework. BYE!