Left, right, left, right.

Walking home from work. Bored as ever. At least I'm not dead. Cause I really prefer to be alive.

Lucky for me, my house wasn't far. Unlucky for me the stupid Survival Games are happening soon, so everyone is roaming the streets, trying to buy thread to fix a dress or a left sock to replace a missing one. These are the days that everyone wants to be ready for. See, the Apollo children have a good reputation for all of this. With great archery and healing skills, not to mention prophecy's, we normally with about every forth game.

  That's not counting our peers, the Witches and Wizards. They live on the other side of the district though, so I don't see them often. But me and my friend, William Fletcher, normally meet up on week days. I havn't seen him much today-

 My thoughts come to an end when I run into someone, successfully knocking me down. That's gonna leave a mark...

"Sorry, I didn't watch where I was going" We both say, at the same time.

"I'm Addison" I say, reaching my hand out for him to shake.

"Silas" he says, and shakes it, smiling.

"So, I havn't seen you around here. You a child of Poseidon or live under a rock?" I joke.

"I live on the border between Demigods and Magics. Keep the peace, you know"

"I do. I thought about working there, but they wanted me at the hospital. Super rare gift, or something..." I say, my voice trailing off.

"That's where I've seen you! I knew I knew you from somewhere!" He looks amazed, and glances at my hands for a moment.

"Would you like to hang out sometime, Silas?"

"Why yes, Addison. I can meet you here tomorrow?"

"Sounds good. See you!" I wave, and make my way back home. He was nice.

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  I walked in the door to see my three sisters running around, chasing each other with pillows. Not wanting to get involved, I slipped around the border of the room and upstairs to my room. Nice and cozy, it is always the same. Yellow, and sun themed.

  There not my full sisters, but they are my best friends. They just decided to group up teenagers so the elderly could have houses to themselves. Understandable, I suppose.

  I sat on my bed, staring at the ceiling before finally being called for dinner. Hopefully Summer cooked, I thought. Me and Summer are the only two that can cook good, the others always just open the fridge and say "Leftovers!" or make sandwiches.

 "Leftovers!"

I guess that means Jenna or Carla was in charge. 

  Taking the last step of the staircase, I walked around the corner to see a gourmet feast.

 "Okay, is Dad coming to dine with us or something?" I ask, because I've only met him once.

"No, this is for good luck at the reaping tomorrow. But we will see dad, do not worry." Jenna says with a smile, which I returned.

Then we dined.

A/N Sorry for the short chappie! It's late... and my mom is gonna kill me but I had to! >.< 

I'll try to update soon

-Magic