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Piper rolls her eyes, used to the staring. One thing the daughter of Aphrodite wasn't used to: public school.

She wishes her best friends were beside her. They would lighten up her day, wouldn't they? Piper shakes her head. Her best friends wouldn't like her dwelling on them all day. Even though Piper would like to more than anything.

The hero of Olympus walks into the front office, already spotting a cake face who is most likely going to be a Gorgon to the daughter of Aphrodite for the rest of the year.

The clerk was a grandmotherly old lady. Piper smiles at her, but she knew to keep her eyes open. This could be an empousai in hiding for all she knew.

She squints through the mist, but there is nothing. Just an old lady.

Anyhow, a Gorgon wouldn't be so bad. Piper fought Porphyrion for her mother's sake, what could be worse than that?

Staring at the schedule, Piper groans and realizes that her locker is far away from sixty percent of her classes. This will be a fun year.

Piper has the ground knocked from under her, and is about to grab her dagger from her boot, expecting the old lady was a Gorgon after all.

Looking up, it was just the idiot cake-face who glared at her in the hallway earlier.

"Oops!" The witch fake-pouts. Piper's thousand books are all over the floor and unfortunately, that means her pictures are scattered too.

Miss Cake Face picks up a picture of the boys of the prophecy, plus Nico (who have all became extremely muscular over the time lapse of the war), and sneers. "Oh, how do we have here?"

Piper stands up, unafraid of something as mundane as an insecure human, and snatches the photo right out of Cake Face's hands. "Go find your little boyfriends." Piper smirks, eyes narrowing. Kaleidoscope eyes can give quite good glares.

The daughter of Aphrodite picks up her books, but finds one picture missing. The one of her and Jason.

"Hand me the photo," Piper says, eerily calm.

"Oh, poor you. Photoshopping a hawt guy into your pictures." Cake Face puts on a face of pity.

"I'm guessing you only speak out of experience." Piper gives Cake Face a breath-taking smile and takes the photo out of her hands effortlessly, leaving the brat gaping behind her.

Piper arrives in homeroom, and finds the seat in the back corner, ignoring the jocks' hungry stares.

But throughout homeroom, Piper McLean swears she feels Jason's hand in her own, catches Hazel's glowing happy eyes, and sees Nico's mass of dark hair.

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