I was sitting in a freakin British boarding school.

I was from Winter High-School. Ethan once described my school as 'ghetto heaven'. We had cockroach issues. Kids would sell weed on the school bus and get pregnant in the school bathroom. We had to walk through metal detectors in the morning and they didn't even work. The walls in the 'nice' bathroom were covered in messages such as "Fuck me good". Fights were normal and considered entertaining. The kids in the other schools were "preps" or "snobs".

With my best friends (Marcey, Ethan, Alfie) and my brother I felt perfectly comfortable and I could be myself. When I am with other people I am anti-social. I don't like people. They are selfish evil little backstabbers. I was used to my old school and I was still practically invisible there.

But at the freakin private academy...

I looked like a prep. I was surrounded by preps. Basically a private academy is a boarding school. This one had uniforms. I had to wear a skirt. I hate skirts. It's like the bottom half of a dress! What's the point in that? I wanted my fandom T-shirts. Heck no I wanted to leave this crazy house and go back to America.

But nope there was an evil murderous ghost and me being the wonderful prophet I am, had to kill it. So I was sitting in a classroom and I had to deal with strangers and socialize to figure out how to kill the ghost.

"Hello class we have a new student today." Beamed the teacher brightly. "Come up and introduce yourself!"

Really? I have to walk up there and do the whole 'hello my name is such and such even though you idjits don't even care' thing? Yup!

"Umm hello I'm Ginny" I said in my fake British accent, which is amazing. We had all needed to come up with a fake name for ourselves and I couldn't help the reference.( I mean Harry Potter and Doctor Who reference.) We had decided that we would all be related because it would be really weird if 5 random kids just all happened to transfer into this school at the same time. But the fact that we looked nothing alike and were from 3 different races meant that in our imaginary lives we were adopted. That was also good because Alfie can't do a British accent to save his life so he was adopted from America. I went and sat back in my seat. My first class on my schedule was math, which for some reason is called "maths" in Britain. What's with the "s"?

Math was easy. I had always liked math. It was just numbers. The girl behind me kept looking over my shoulder, probably copying. I moved it so she could see it better. It didn't hurt me to let her copy it. She was going to get an A and I was going to get an A and then leave so that the grade never affected me. Of course now she had no idea how to do the work, but that was her problem.

I sat listening to other peoples whisper conversations. Normal things, boys, parents, enemies. Nothing about the recent deaths of their friends.

"Hey!" Whisper-yelled copycat after she was done with copying "Hey!"

"Yeah?" I whisper-yelled back.

"Ginny right?"

I nodded in response.

"I'm Cindy" she smiled.

"Nice to meet you Cindy."

"Where are you from?"

"Chiswick" I lied quickly.

Stop making references you don't know if that's even a real place!

"Oh that's nice I have a cousin there."

Ok apparently it is a real place.

"Hey somebody said something about some students getting pushed off the bell tower." I said "Does that happen a lot here?"

Does that happen a lot here? What is wrong with me? I sound stupid!

"Things get out of hand. I'm not sure I can blame whoever pushed them off in the first place."

Well then...

"Hello there did you happen to make a deal with a crossroads demon or perhaps summon an evil spirit on them?"...

...Is what I really wanted to say.

"You think they got pushed?" Is what I actually said.

"Well I mean people don't just fall out of bell towers and they weren't exactly nice people either."

"What do you mean?"

"They kind of thought the universe revolved around them. Well except the first kid."

"The first kid?"

"Yeah the first one to fall off the tower. He never talked much. I think he got here on a scholarship thingy or something. He was the only one who wasn't friends with them."

The teacher then yelled at Cindy and I to stop whispering.

:::Time skip brought to you by Persassy:::

We had an empty block for our third class of the day, courtesy of the British government, because there was no deer hunting class scheduled for that time which meant we could talk to Sam and Dean and share information.

"The other teachers said they were all perfect students." said Sam.

"I was told they were the spawn of satan." I said casually.

"Misunderstood." whispered Marcey loudly enough to be heard by all of the guys.

"Supernatural thing..." I mumbled.

The Winchesters looked disturbed.

"They bullied the first victim." said Marcey "He might be our ghost."

"Anyone get a name yet?" Asked Ethan.

"We don't need to ask that we can just check. We have files on all of the students."

"Okay."

Awkward silence.

Gay baby.

"So how's school going?" I asked.

Several groans.

"Torture." Answered Marcey casually.

Awkward silence.

"Marcey wuvs somebody." Ethan joked.

"I will break your face."

"Marcey has a crush!"

"This is why I don't tell you anything."

"Who's the dude?" asked Dean causing The Freak Squad to burst into laughter. Dean and Sam just looked confused.

"Marcey doesn't roll that way." I said after the laughter had died down.

"I'm a lollipop not a fruit roll up."

"What?" Asked Sam.

"Let's just get this out of the way." I sighed "Marcey is a lesbian, Alfie is Bi, the rest of us kids are straight."

"Cough-not Ethan-cough" Marcey fake coughed badly.

"Why do you keep saying that?!?" Ethan yelled.

"Because your gay."

"I'm straight."

"Denial"

"Marcey he's straight and you do not have gaydar." I said.

"What's gaydar?" Asked Jason.

A/N
Hey peoples!

It's been a while. Sorry I have this testing stuff and the teachers go nuts on us.

I mean they actually enforce the no cell phones rule!

O_O

Yeah so I noticed a person actually shipped CasxMarcey in a comment.

On one hand I'm happy my characters are getting shipped I feel more official now.

But Romanos_girl didn't mean it like that.

Cas and Marcey are both homosexual (because Destiel) and since Marcey is Nephilim and Cas is an angel he's sort of her uncle and Marcey is 13.

Romanos_girl made a Maria Jason Marcey Ethan and Alfie Percy Jackson fanfic. My characters are copyrighted but the copyright does not extend to Romanos_girl or AaronHDrury and they are the only people allowed to make books with these characters.

"Daughter Of Ares" is not a sequel or prequel to this book. Basically treat them like parallel universes.

I will try my best to update soon but no promises!

Oh and the picture...

I just wanted a picture.

LURV CHU ALL!