Mortals meet Demigods

Angie

I made my way down the aisle, pushing through tons of fans. Of course my friends had gotten us tickets to a Yankees game that was against the Red Sox. The stadium was packed, seemingly beyond its capacity. I adjusted my shirt after brushing past some middle aged guy with hair that looked suspiciously like a wig, failing to notice the teenaged boy directly in my path.

We bumped shoulders, and I nearly lost my balance and fell into the lap of the guy in the seat behind me, but the boy I'd ran into turned with surprising speed and caught me, his eyes wide.

"You okay?" he asked, at least seeming somewhat concerned. It was a new feeling, having someone wondering if you're okay when you run into them. I mean, usually people yelled at you.

I steadied myself, lightly gripping the boy's arm, thankful for him not letting me take a dive.

I looked up at him, smiling politely, "Yea, thanks for catching me." I said. He shrugged, smirking. "I wouldn't want the guy you were gonna land on to freak out if you ended up crushing his hot dogs." I couldn't stop myself from laughing at the comment, glancing back at the person behind me.

"You here alone?" he caught me off guard with his question, but I shook my head, "Bunch of friends are here, just have to find them. You?" he smirked, smacking the guy behind him on the shoulder.

The other boy turned, scowling, and I realized they were almost identical.

The first guy grinned. "I'm with my brother here and some of our friends. We're pranking one of them right now, too."

"Oh damn," the second brother said, turning his attention to some seats near where we were standing, "Here she comes."

The first guy grinned wickedly and turned to watch whatever they had planned for this friend unfold. I decided to join in, because it could be amusing, and I had nothing better to do.

"Angie, by the way." I said, smiling.

The boy who'd caught me didn't turn, but the corners of his lips twitched, "Connor, my brother is Travis." Travis waved, "Howdy." They were both wearing mischievous grins that made me worry for whoever this prank was on. I followed their gaze to a girl heading into an empty section of seats, she had curly blonde hair and was wearing a grey blouse with black jeans. She paused at one seat, frowning and turning to sit, and I heard Connor and Travis suck in a breath.

Okay, booby trapped seat? Wonder what it does.

Then, the girl stopped, moved to the next seat, and sat down cautiously. Both brothers let their heads fall into their hands.

"Damnit." Travis said, Connor huffing exasperatedly. "How does she always outdo us?"

I chuckled softly, wondering from their defeated tones if this girl had messed up their pranks on her before. Both of them turned to me, possibly to get angry with me for laughing at them, but another voice jumped into conversation. "Maybe because she's Annabeth."

I turned to see where the voice came from, not seeing the two boys beside me pale at the sound of the voice, making it obvious they recognized it. The guy standing before us was tall, probably pretty strong, and good looking. I realized I knew him though, or at least I'd seen him before.

Percy Jackson, fellow school mate at Goode High.

He smirked at the two boys, "So, anything you guys want to tell me?" I saw Connor glance back over to where the girl, Annabeth apparently, was sitting, and looked over myself to see her staring back at Connor and Travis, grinning smugly.

Travis groaned, turning back to Percy, "No, nothing, let's go to our seats and enjoy the game."

Percy turned his gaze on me, an eyebrow raised. I knew what it meant, he wanted the truth.

I shrugged, not really concerned for the wellbeing of the brothers. It'd probably be more entertaining if I sold them out anyways.

"They booby trapped at least one of the seats for the girl down there." I said, pointing to the blonde girl, Annabeth.

He grinned crookedly, "Thanks Angie." And I almost coughed, wondering how he knew my name when we'd never talked. I was a so called nerd and he was more of a jock and popular, not that he seemed to particularly care about his status, most days.

He seemed to notice my confusion and smiled, "I like to know people's names." He said, "Besides, I knew yours mostly because whenever I see you I think that you'd get along great with my girlfriend."

My eyes widened marginally, because he'd never mentioned a girlfriend before, as far as I knew.

Once again, he seemed to pick up on my train of thought, despite coming off as slow in class.

"I don't tell anyone at school about her because they never believe she's real. It's easier." He shrugged.

I nodded, "What's she like?" Percy chuckled in response as he slung his arms around the two brothers, Travis and Connor, his hands gripping their shoulders firmly. "Well, she's in her seat waiting for me to bring these two down so she can kill them, why don't you come find out?"

I looked down at the blonde girl, making the connection. As much as I wanted to meet her right now, what with all I'd seen of her and Percy talking about her all happily and dreamy like, I knew my friends were waiting and the game was about to start.

"Maybe another time? I don't want my friends to think I got mugged in the bathrooms or something." I said, smiling faintly, "I'll be sure to keep a watch to see her beat these two up though, it sounds like an event I'd pay money to watch."

Percy smirked, tugging the two boys along as he looked at me over his shoulder, "I'll make sure she knows not to disappoint. See you at school!" I waved at him, smiling a little, and then headed down the steps to find my friends.

Thinking about Percy, Travis, Connor and even Annabeth, I sighed, there was something different about them, it was strange, but it just made them really interesting.

With that thought, I took my seat next to all of my friends, waiting for the game to start and watching a certain girl berating two identical guys with amusement.