I Don't Belong Here *A Percy Jackson Love Story* Book 1 |Updating|

Chapter 1: Waiting For Four Years

Selina's POV
Annabeth and I walked down to the camp lake for a nice chat about our mission.
"We've been waiting for, like, three years now?" I said.
"Even worst, you still don't have a house!" Annabeth cried.
"True," I said, with a hint of sorrow, "Why would it take my mom or dad so long?"
Annabeth shook her head. Then I could see the wheels in her head turning.
"Selina, what if you don't belong here?" Annabeth said with a slight confusion in her voice.
"What do you mean?" I asked as my eyebrows rose with confusion.
"Well, you're good at everything. From singing, to riding chariots, to looking pretty, to being strong—" I cut her off.
"Naw, that can't be. I am not a goddess." I said.
"Don't look at me like I am crazy, Selina!" Annabeth said, pressing her palm to her head.
"Annabeth, if you weren't crazy, then I wouldn't let you call me Selina," I said laughing.
Her blue eyes playfully glared at me.
"Come on, let's go get you a new sword," Annabeth said.
I was the only one who could reach the playful side of Annabeth other than Luke. Luke was her ideal guy so she wasn't to playful around him. We walked to the armory. I looked through the swords. Annabeth and I had tried almost every sword in here but couldn't find the one. Suddenly Annabeth gasped.
"Selina! I think I found the one!" She squealed excitedly.
I spun around to see the most beautiful sword, ever. It was white but shined rainbow colors. The handle was smooth and made out of diamond. The blade was a lightning bolt. Annabeth gave me the sword to try out. It was just right. It wasn't to heavy or light. Also it was fast with my arms.
"Wow, Annabeth thank you!" I said, pretending to fight off monsters. Annabeth took out the knife Luke gave her when she was little.
"Let's go fight!" She screamed. We ran out to the battle field. Okay, imagine eleven year olds, swinging big swords, on a bright day. Everyone laughed as we raced each other to the field.
"Oh, so you wanna go?" I said.
A boy from Ares stood in front of me.
"Yeah," he said laughing. He looked about fourteen. I will take him on. He pulled out a sharp gold sword. It was made not to hurt humans but half bloods and monsters. I grasped onto my new sword. He stepped two steps closer to me. I swung my sword and cut his cheek, making a little bit of blood pour.
"Oh, you're gonna pay!" He glared at me.
He swung his sword but I ducked in time. I swatted at his legs before he knew it. It cut his ankles, make him scream. He swung at mine, but I jumped. I landed on the flat side of his sword. I grabbed at it under my feet. Now my enemy was unarmed.
"I win," I said handing him back his sword.
Things like this went on for hours.
*
At dinner, I snuck to the Athena table. No one cared if I sat there anymore because, I've done it so many times. Even Dionysus didn't care. I watched him attempt to have wine again but fail and get a Coke. Poor guy. In a way. I thought of my drink and smiled. People would always laugh at my weird combinations of Sprite.
"Guess what it is today," I said.
"Cherry Sprite that is colored purple?" Annabeth guessed.
"You must of cheated, Ms. Mind reader!"
"No, you always choose cherry." Annabeth said. I groaned, I have a cherry addiction.
*
Once we all snuggled up by the bonfire, everyone gasped. Annabeth's eyes widened.
"How—" Luke said.
"What in the freaking world is going on!" I said.
Annabeth pointed above my head. Two deer antlers hung above it. I was Artemis' daughter.
No, Artemis swore she would never marry a man.
"Do you really think—" I said.
"No, but it must be true," Annabeth said.
Everyone's jaws were dropped. I got up. Annabeth grabbed my ankle.
"Huh?" I said confused.
Then I looked at my body. I was wearing a silk tank top with a v-neck and some jean shorts. I had a bow in my hand and a quill full of arrows. I gasped and ran off into the woods.
Everyone was staring at me, I could tell.
I climbed up a very high tree and looked at the bow and arrows. The bow was wood but stained blue and green. Then arrows had silver tips with curved tops. It was beautiful.
"Seth! Where are you?" I heard people call me. My nickname was Seth because I didn't really like Selina. My eyes were blue though. I picked a dry leave from the stump I was sitting on. I crumbled it into my hands and smashed it into my hair. I dragged the bits of leaf throughout my hair. I pulled my book out of my pocket. Quickly I did a sketch of an eye. It was silver if you saw it through my eyes. It was my mother's eye. I slumped back and closed my eyes, ready for a rough night.
*
I woke up to a scream. I hopped out of the tree I was in and ran to the pine tree at the gate. A cute boy with black hair and sea blue eyes was fighting a Minotaur. Quickly he jumped on to it directing it to a tree. The Minotaur started trying to get out of the tree. I shot it with my new bow, into the head. The boy turned to look at my direction. I moved so he could see me. My dark black hair fell into my face.  He smiled and focused back onto the Minotaur, who was confused. The Minotaur is a bit blind. He looked around trying to smell something. I pressed a finger to my lips to say be quiet, and he nodded. I saw one of those goat mixed man things that had fainted. I think his name was Grover. Suddenly Grover moaned, "Food!" Huh? Then the boy was still hanging on.
Then the Minotaur went after Grover. Suddenly the boy pulled back on a horn with all his might.
Snap!
It broke off of the Minotaur's head. The boy was flung into the air and landed a mere foot away from me. His head banged against the rock. He was holding a horn in one hand and a bone in the other. The Minotaur charged at us. Without thinking I walked to the side and he rolled, making the monster barrel past. The boy was kneeling hold the horn as he stabbed the Minotaur. The Minotaur crumbled to dust. The boy got up and walked over to Grover. I ran over to help.
"What is your name?" I asked.
"Percy, Percy Jackson." He said.
"I'm Selina, but call me Seth."
We hauled Grover all the way to the barn house and to the porch before he collapsed leaving me with Grover. I set Grover down and ran off to the forest again. It was still dark so no one saw me. Poor Percy and Grover.