Solangelo-a love story (Percy Jackson Fanfiction)

Things start to get a little better

~~~Griffin's pov~~~
Later I decided to do something productive and I walked around a plaza. It had a bunch of stores I couldn't read the names of. I walked into something that looked like McDonalds and began to order. Thank gods some of these people spoke English.
The lady gave me my receipt and streamers and balloons started falling from the ceiling. "Congratulations!!!" The lady exclaimed, drawing out the s, "you are McDonald's 100th customer!!! You win a trip to USA!!!" Looks like things are starting to turn up. I was getting out of this crazy town.

~~~Nico's pov~~~
Ally was my sister. This cannot be happening. How could SHE be a daughter of Hades? She was too...Aphrodite-like. She didn't look anything like me, for one. She looked so fake, I bet Barbie was jealous. No offense to Barbie. "So I guess I'm your sister, huh?" Ally pulled me out of my thoughts. "Apparently," I grumbled and stomped off to the Hades cabin. Unfortunately, Ally followed. I was already starting to hate this girl.
I made it to the Hades cabin, and I could almost hear Ally cringe she was so disgusted. "This...this is our cabin..?" She stuttered, her mouth wide. I nodded, cracking a half smile. Maybe she wouldn't want to stay here and she would leave. Ok, that was a little rude, but I really didn't like her. She looked like the kind of person that would judge me right away and bash on me for being gay.

~~~Ally's pov~~~
I was really starting to like Nico. He was dark and mysterious. A puzzle. And I wanted to figure him out. But at first look, you would think he would scare me. But he interested me. I wanted to try my best to get him to like me. But then again, I wanted everyone to like me. The only difference was I was trying to get Nico to like me more than I usually tried. It didn't seem to be working though. It seemed that the harder I tried, the more he disliked me. I didn't get it. Usually the girly girl look and attitude won everyone over.
I decided that I should actually be myself around Nico. That meant going back to my natural color...and my natural eye color...sigh.. I walked over to the Aphrodite cabin and knocked on the door. A girl I'd heard people call Piper answered the door. "Hey, I'm Ally, I was wondering if anyone had dark brown hair dye? I want to go back to my natural color." Piper nodded and lead me to a sink in the back. I sat down in a chair and she rinsed my hair out, starting to apply the hair dye.
A little while later, I sat up slowly and looked in the mirror. My hair was it's natural color again, slightly curly from being wet. It swept past my shoulders, the light bouncing off of my dark hair, making it seem like it's lighter in some places. I had also taken out my fake contacts, now sporting my chocolate brown eyes. I don't know about anyone else, but I was starting to see the resemblance between Nico and I. Why was I trying so hard to make him like me anyway? I sure as Hades didn't know.

~~~Griffin's pov~~~
I boarded the plane--praying to any god that was listening that I would live--and plopped into a seat. I had five miserable hours until I would be back home, safe and sound. Mostly.

•Hour one•
For the past hour, a little boy has been kicking the back of my seat. I asked him to stop multiple times, but he only stopped for like two seconds before he started again. Plus, his mother didn't even seem to care. I hate airplanes.

•Hour two•
I had tried to get some sleep, but every time I got even remotely close to dozing off, the old lady next to me would look out the window and start freaking out, yelling "OH MY GOD WE ARE SO HIGH UP OHMYGOD OHMYGOD" over and over. I hate mortals. And airplanes.

•Hour three•
I stole some ear plugs from some lady's purse across the isle, and--finally--fall asleep.

•Hour four•
I sleep.

•Hour five•
The last hour. Finally. Nothing could stop me now. I was getting home. "AAAAAHHHHH!!!" The old lady next to me screeched. "Agh, what's bothering you now!?" I asked, annoyed. "My...my cat fell out the bottom of the plane.." She whimpered and pointed out the window at multiple pieces of luggage that had fallen out. In the center was a bright orange, furry blob, thrashing around in the wind. My eyes widened in horror. That poor cat!! It was going to fall thousands of feet from the air onto the ground below. I didn't think I would ever say this, but I felt bad for the old lady. Losing her cat in such a terrible way like that.

After the plane landed, I hurriedly rushed out of the plane and kissed the ground like people did in the movies. I don't care if people stared, I was glad to be back.