A/N: Here you go. Your update.

My friend irl and on Wattpad, Tsuki_Is_A_Spicy_Boi ,helped me with the editing this chapter.
SHE ALSO DREW THAT WONDERFUL ADORABLE PICTURE THAT YOU MAY HAVE NOTICED AT THE TOP OF THIS CHAPTER!!! Please take note of the adorable freckles Will has and the black nail polish adorning Nico's hands!!! EEEEKKKK!  Tsuki_Is_A_Spicy_Boi . Has. Literally. Full. Credit. For. That. Picture. So, what I'm trying to say is, my friend is awesome, she's talented, and she's super nice for drawing that for me! So, thanks if you are reading this.

Now, I posted a chapter for you, so why don't you read it!

FINALLY! School is finally over. After my fist class with Ms. Husser, I quickly got the hang of this 'school' thing. My next classes passed by really quickly, but that might have just had to do with my ADHD. I walk out the doors that I dreadfully passed through at the beginning of the day, when I see a familiar blond head, my face lighting up.

"WIIIIIIIIIIIIILLLLLLLLLLLLLL!"

I run over to my boyfriend and give him a hug then a giant kiss.

After the war, when I openly came out as gay to everybody, I've been kind of happier. You know, when I'm not fighting monsters. Or mortals. In fact, Piper came up to me yesterday saying that she noticed I've been happier since getting together with Will.

"Nico! I...need...to...breath!"

I let go of my boyfriend—gods, it feels awesome to say that—and pat him awkwardly on his head, his 5 foot ten towering over my 5'6.

I look behind Will, only to see a big, black, fury dog.

"Mrs. O'Leary! What are you doing here, girl?"

I say to my hellhound as I pet her. As soon as I say that I hear a shrill noise cutting into my head like a knife.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

I look to where the sound came from. Oh my gods! This girl won't leave me alone! It's the same girl from class earlier, the know-it-all, what did Ms. Husser call her, Miss Rancer. She's pointing at my pet hell hound, like she's a monst-wait. She is a monster. So that means...

"Rancer!" I run over to her.

"Rancer, stop screaming your dam (hehe. Sorry. I had to add this in even though Nico wasn't there for the inside joke.) head off." I say, slightly out of breath.

"Your name is Nico, right?!" She hides behind me, quavering.

"What in the fudging world is that thing?! Also, just so you know, my name is Sophie. Sophie Rancer. Not just Rancer. "

"Will, could you please come here with Mrs. O'Leary?" I call over to my boyfriend.

"Sure sunshine." He replies. Ugh. I hate, hate, that nickname. I shoot Will a playful glare.

"So, goth guy, are you going to tell me what the huckleberry that-that thing that boy—Will, you called him—is walking over?" The know it all says to me.

"I am not a goth! I told you this already!" I look down at my black shoes, and stick my hands into the pockets of my black jeans.

"I just like the color black."

I look back up at Sophie.

"And you can see her?"

Huh. Now that I'm actually looking at her, her dirty blond hair and grey eyes are very prominent.

"Well, duh." She replies in a snotty voice.

"How could I not see the GIANT BLACK DOG THAT'S LITERALLY THE SAME SIZE AS A FROGGING GARBAGE TRUCK?"

"She's a hell hound. Sophie? Quick question. Or, actually, I have a couple questions." At her making continue motions with her hands, I keep talking.

"So, first. Do you happen to have either ADHD or dyslexia?"

I see a small blush slowly creep up her looks down at the ground, mirroring what I did a minute ago.

"Y-yeah. I actually have both. I feel pressured by everyone to know a bunch of stuff, because, well, they tell me that I look like a nerd so I may as well play the part. I can't read very well. But I really like Greek and Ronan mythology! For some reason, I can read the Greek better than English. And sorry, but this has been bugging me all day. In class this morning, why did you call me mortal? Are you not? And in no way, whatsoever, am I jealous of you."

Ok. First theory confirmed. I make a mental checklist.

•ADHD and dyslexia

•can read Greek better than English

Next on my list of suspicions.

"Sophie, do you live with two parents? I kinda need to know if you do."

She looks back up at me, and I can see tears in her eyes. Her snappy, sassy exterior breaks, only to show a fragile, delicate inside. It breaks my heart to see anyone like this. Hey! Don't look at me like that! Just because I'm the cold, dead-inside (but getting better) son of the God of the underworld and the ghost king doesn't mean I can't have feelings. My relationship with Will (and most of the seven from the Argo II) is proof!

"You had to go there, Nico? My dad says my mother died giving birth to me. I never knew her, but I miss her every day. You know what? I don't even know why I'm telling you any of this. I barely even know you." She says with her breaking voice, and begins to walk away. I grab her shoulder before she can escape.

I look straight into her eyes and tell her,

"Hey, look. My mom died when me and my sister were young, around seven and eight. My sister passed away seven(A/N: ty) years after that because of a car crash." It was the best cover story I could come up with.

"I know go it feels to have and lost your loved ones." I finish.

"Look at that! The goth teddy bear getting all sentimental." Will walks over, holding Mrs. O'Leary' leash (a seven inch thick strip of drakon leather)

"Oh, Sophie. I forgot to introduce you to Will. Will is my boyfriend." I look over at Will and say,

"Will, this is Sophie Rancer. She can see Mrs. O'Leary."

Will puts his arm over my shoulder and kisses the top of my head. Then, to ruin my investigation, Will asks the last question I have on my list.

"So, Sophie. Do you happen to have any friends at this school? Ow!" I slap my boyfriend's back. Hard.

"Will," and then I switch to Greek. I look over to Will and say,

"Αυτό δεν ήταν ευγενικό." (Translation: That/this was not polite)Then I look back at Sophie and ask her,

"Μπορείτε να με καταλάβετε?"(translation: can you understand me?)

"Will, Nico is right. That was quite impolite. And yes, Nico. Are you stupid? Why wouldn't I understand you?"

Ugh. This girl is being so rude to me. I feel really tempted to open the ground and let her fall in.

"Well, maybe because I was speaking Greek?"

Her face is the literal meaning of surprise! It's hilarious.

Gods! I am so stupid. I forgot to ask her how old she is!

"Sophie, just, ah, something I was wondering. How old are you?

"I'm 14 years old."

Well, her mom isn't too far off for her to be claimed.

I'm assuming her mom is Athena.

Mental list time! Haha! Annabeth would be proud!

•ADHD and dyslexia

•can read Greek better than English

•can see through the Mist

•no mom; lives with her dad

•understands me speaking greek

•smarty pants. Blonde hair and grey eyes. Mom is probably Athena

"Sophie!" I hear a panicked voice call for our new friend(?).

"Sophie! Sophie! Who are you talking to? I couldn't find you and I got so-Nico? What are you doing here? Oh hey Will." A boy the same age as me runs up to us, out of breath. I recognize him as one of my satyr friends from camp.

"Daryl? Hey dude!" Will calls over to him.

Daryl walks over with a slight limp and shares a bro-hug with Will, then waves enthusiastically at me. I wave back with a tiny bit less...happiness.

"GUYS!" We all look at the person who yelled, none other than Sophie.

"First. Hi Dar. Second. How in the world do you two know my best friend!?" Wait. So Sophie is a demigod! I knew it! If Sophie's friend is a satyr, then that means-oh. We need to get her to camp before she starts attracting monsters. As soon as a half blood knows that they're, well, a half blood, they attract monsters more than they would if they didn't. I look at Daryl.

"Dar, do you want to give the talk or do you want me to?"

"Wait. The talk? Guys, I've already heard the talk. Also, why would you three give me the talk?"

We all look at Sophie.

"Guys, we should get to camp. We can ride on Mrs. O'Leary. Everyone get on."

"Ugh! Can you guys give me an answer? Please? What is this camp place you speak of, and why are we going there?And how are we going to get there on this...very...large dog? Hey. Hey! Put me down!" I had had enough of her jibber jabering, so I just picked her up and put her on Mrs. O'Leary's back.

"Sophie, this is for your own good." Daryl tells Sophie, sending a pitying look her way.

Will gets on, and then Daryl, and I'm the last.

"Mrs. O'Leary, can we shadow travel to camp, please?" She happily wags her tail and runs to the side of the school, to the biggest shadow she can find, and jumps into it.

A/N:
Ta-da! Chapter two!
So, I'm currently battling a case of writer's block *whispers* that was a really dramatic way of putting it sorry. *talking normally again* so I might not update in a while. Just bear with me. Please? Thanks!
Thank you TakeMeDown (did I do that right?) on FanFiction.Net for giving me the idea of making Sophie a demigod.

Sorry that Will didn't have a big part in this chapter. I'll try to put him in more, because can you say "Solangelo"?!
I don't swear much, and I don't think my OC Sophie would either, but I do say 'Frog' and 'fudge' as a kind of place holder for words, like when Sophie said "what in the fudging world" and when she's saying to Nico "how could I not see the giant dog the size of a frogging garbage truck?"
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