Hi! IM HOME ALONE. Whoa did the font size change? It looks smaller on my computer. Whatever. Anyways... I need plot ideas if you review. Annnnddddd... I don't own the Percy Jackson series or any of Percy's friends. Except I own his fictional sister, Kristy. UHHHHHH Thanks for reading and review, review, review! Thanks!

Kristy

It was raining.

I walked through the rain to the volleyball courts, where Nico told me to meet him. Thankfully I wasn't wet, a advantage of being the daughter of the sea god. But Nico was drenched.

"I thought it never rained in Camp Half Blood," Nico complained.

"I guess it felt like raining," I said. Nico's dark eyes shone.

"What felt like raining?"

"I dunno. But sometimes it's just meant to rain," I paused and we looked at each other for a moment. His dark eyes grazing into my blue ones.

I motioned over to a gigantic, shady tree. "C'mon. You're soaking."

I tapped Nico's shoulder and he became instantly dry.

"Thanks," he said, giving the smallest smile.

We sat there on the wet grass, under the protection of our tree. Water dripped at the sides around us, almost like a tent without walls. It might seem like a suckish date, but to me it was perfect.

"Enough silence. Why do you leave camp all the time?" I asked.

"Oh, well, I guess I told you. No one really likes me. I'm a son of Hades." Nico looked at the ground.

"I'm a daughter of Poseidon," I pointed out.

"Which is why people like you," Nico countered.

"No, I'm saying it doesn't matter. We're all demigods. If you put it in really weird words, I'm your cousin." I almost laughed at that. Me and Nico? Cousins?

"Gods have no DNA, um so no I don't think that's true. Besides, being your cousin would kind of suck," he said.

"Why?"

"Because then I wouldn't be able to do this," Nico leaned over and kissed me.

Not even Aphrodite herself could describe that one kiss. But if anything, it just made everything that was about to happen that much harder.

Never mind I don't need plot ideas. Mwahahahaha... you all will hate me because I have a PLAN. And it's not lovey dovey. FORESHADOWING!