Well, I'm Here Now (PJO/HoO)

Taken

Drew pressed her headphones farther into her ears and wished her foster parents would stop yelling about her. She hadn't done anything wrong this time.

As a way of ignoring their endless yells she began to sing along to the sad quiet music that played almost ceaselessly through her headphones, "I'm bored out of my mind, too sick to even care, I'll take a little walk nobody's going to know."

She took a deep breath and wished that life was more than just yelling foster parents. She was smart enough to make them proud and yet they still argued about her all the time. They had chosen to watch over her and yet they spent all their time yelling about her shortcomings.

As they got louder the she turned up the comfoting music and continued to sing louder, "And I, tune out. I am devout."

She took a deep breath and ran a hand through her hair. Arter awhile she rolled over and fell asleep. She woke up, hours later, to another song from the same band and feeling the same sense of emptiness she had gone to bed with.

She got up reluctantly, checking the alarm beside her bed to make sure she really should be getting up now. She sat on the edge of her bed for a second and then took off the clothes she had worn yesterday, the clothes she had slept in. She put on a cute dress that was comfortable before tossing her bag over her shoulder and leaving the house for school before her foster parents could try to talk to her.

She glared at the boy who always tried to ask her to be his girlfriend and did the same to the girl who asked her out. She didn't want to date anyone. Not now not ever she was better off alone. There was no way she was looking for a boyfriend.

It wasn't that she didn't think that dating would be nice, it was just that she didn't like anyone like that. She wondered what she would be like when she was older. She didn't know why she wondered that right then, but she did.

She wandered past her old friends. She had found a way to lose them all as fast as she could. She was smart but not the most popular. To be compleatly frank, she didn't really want to be popular.

She wondered for a second where she was going in life but she ignored the feeling and went to first period. To much thinking always equaled to much pain.

She wrote another letter to her parents that she wouldn't send. Her dad had left and her mom, who knew what had happened to her mom. She numbly let in the lesson in and nothing else. School went by uneventfully, she ate lunch that day which she felt was quite the accomplishment. When school let out she walked home on the curb, balancing half in the street.

Half way home she felt someone following her. But she ignored it and continued walking. The feeling didn't stop so she turned around and crossed her arms and looked at the boy who was following her.

"What?" She asked him.

"You should come with me." He said in a slightly bleating voice.

"No." She said and continued walking.

"You're a demigod you need to be at camp Half-Blood." He said.

"I don't need to be anywhere, you're insane." Drew put her headphones back on, turned up the music and continued walking. But the presence didn't go away.

"Come on, you're putting everyone in danger by not coming to camp." The boy said, she could just hear him over her headphones.

"What if I don't mind putting everyone I know in danger?" Drew said, stopping in her tracks but not turning or taking off her headphones.

"You'll be in danger." The boy said.

"I don't care." Drew replied and turned up the volume.

"I have to take you, Mr. D said that if I have one more failed assignment then he will have to send my away." The person was closer and louder now and her music wasn't helping.

"Find someone else." Drew said.

"I'm sorry." The boy said, and Drew felt his hand on the back of her neck and before she could even tell him to stop she felt herself fading and then falling to the ground.

A/N:

I think that there is more to Drew then meets the eye and I have a bunch of stupid ideas about how she is who she is in the books. I think that she is way more than she is made out to be and that is what I'm going to write about.

The song at the beginning is Act of the Apostle (God Help the Girl): watch?v=jzT5RUus6kU