What Goes Around Comes Around

An A/N: All characters previously used in any of Rick Riordans books are credited to him. Any new characters are made up in my own mind and are not references to any books, movies, or any other copyrighted media.

~Rubee's POV~

Everyone hates me.  It's true, my father does, to him I was just a mistake made to get revenge on his wife, HA there’s irony if I've ever seen it. My Teachers did, my step-mom, and friends if I ever had any that is. I've been hunted by demons all my life, monsters under the bed, but I never got help. No, I was too cruel, ruthless they called me. I'll admit it was a bit strange as a kid, detached from the world, no one understood me so they weren't worth my time. There was only one person who understood me. My step-brother, Ethan. He's the one who brought me to camp, at the age of 14 might I add. An older age for a demigod to reach the camp, what can I say I was too tough for any satyr to become friends with, that’s why they had chosen Ethan to take me, we had similar personalities. Even at camp I was pulled back and hidden. I had the opposite problem at camp than I did in my other life, everyone knew who my real mom was, and they were terrified. Ethan was my only friend. After staying low for my first year people forgot about me, although there's the infamous Percy Jackson to help with that. I haven't been here from the start of his rising fame but I was there for enough of it. The hot shot son of a Big Three. I was nothing compared to him, my mother was a "minor goddess" and a hated one at that. Oh but they don't even realized how much of a roll my mother has played in all of their quests, she carried them through when they had nothing left. No one cares though. I started getting used to the system and only having Ethan their by my side. Then he left for a long time, I had no idea what for, I just played the role of the good little sister, said goodbye and told him to come home safe. About two months later, towards the end of the first Titan War I was called to the Big House by Mr. D. Yep, Chiron wouldn't even do it. Ethan was killed. I was alone.

            It took everything I had not to let my mother’s side take over. I refused to give in and be the person they all accused me of being. I isolated myself for the longest time, it wasn’t that hard since I didn’t have a cabin to go to, all I did was take my classes and sleep in the back room of the Hermes cabin like every other child of a minor godly parent. It got even lonelier and harder when the Titan War was over and Percy insisted they make a cabin to my mother. I don’t think he even knew there was more than just Ethan that would have been living there. My brother was never evil, he just gave in to evil temptations. I refused to do the same. So I stayed isolated, even when more of my siblings started to trickle in. I didn’t like them as much as Ethan, they started getting meaner and more like the mold the other campers put us in. I hated it. As the oldest demigod in our cabin I became the leader, they all respected me to an extent, but it’s hard to control an oversized group of rebels. So that’s how I became who I am now. Rubee Banks, still unknown, and yet still resented at the same time.

            The day was ending just as usual I went to the dining hall early, grabbed my food, gave my offerings to the gods, and left with the rest of my food. I walk down the steps right as the dinner bell rang and picked up the pace. I do not want to run into the Aphrodite girls again. I’ve learned about that gaseous cloud of pink hatred the hard way. I quickly twisted my long, ruby red

curls-I know I was unfortunately named after my hair (clever dad)-back with a clip to keep them from touching my food. I take my usual rout back to the cabin to eat. I get to the front door when my napkin blows out of my hand and I bend down to pick it up. When I start walking again the boy was running forwards and didn’t stop. In a flash my salad was all over my shirt.

“Oh. My. Gods! What the heck jerk, watch where you’re going!”

“Oh gods, I’m so sorry, I didn’t see you, I swear I didn’t mean to do that.”  I only see his dark brown hair as he picks up my plate and fork. I start to wipe the dressing off my clothes, my favorite red dyed Camp Half-blood shirt I made and red denim skinny jeans, no least. Thank gods my sneakers were still clean and pitch black. I reach down to pick up my clip that fell out in the collision.

“Here, I really am sorry” we both stand up at the same time.

“Ow, god you have to run me over and head-butt me too” I rub my forehead and look up and see him staring at me.

“What?”

~Leo’s POV~

I didn’t even know how this happened, I was just running to try and catch up with Jason and Piper and then this girl ends up right in front of me. It was mortifying I spilled ranch dressing all over her. I mean I’ve never been good with girls, but come on Leo! The poor girl has had her first Leo drive by. I grab her plate and fork and apologize when we collide heads getting up. Gods I’m such an idiot.

“Here, I really am sorry” she stands up again after recuperating from the train wreck that is me and I can’t quite help but stare at her. Her hair has ringlet curls that appear as natural as possible and a shade of ruby that girls could only dream of having naturally reaching all the way down to the small of her back. Her bangs only covering the tops of her dark emerald eyes.

“Ow, god you have to run me over and head-butt me too”  She rubs her head.

"Ah, sorry, sorry, again, gosh I'm an idiot"

“Yeah, whatever just leave okay, you’ve done enough” Ouch, a little harsh.

“Uh, okay, are you sure you don’t want me to walk you down to the dining hall for another plate?”

“No” And with that the door is slammed in my face. I turn around and only one thing goes through my mind, I need to talk to her again, and I don’t care how many times I have to be shot down to get it. Now how to do it.

I start by getting her another plate.

An A/N: Hi everyone, I hope you enjoy the first chapter. I’m trying the different POV’s for the first time so any feedback would be greatly appreciated.  I also would love to know your opinion and constructive criticism would be great, I would love to know if you guys think it’s worth it for me to keep going with this.

-A