[REWRITTEN AT @silvinaemma] I don't know you.

Nico Di Angelo

Jace POV

"oh." was my very intelligent answered.

I feel my cheeks reddened in my embarrassment. The couple saw them, and laughed lightly. I cleared my throat, "uh.. I mean, hello, nice to met you..?" it's sounded more like question than a statement. Again they laughed at my stupidity.

They suddenly turned serious. The blonde Superman—sorry, I mean, Jason asked, "you could see the beast?"

"beast?" I asked confused. But then a realization hit me, "oh, you meant the big creepy dog with red eyes? more like monster I think" I huff.

Two pair of eyes' widened in shock. I instantly feel like I'd done something wrong. I asked worriedly, "what? is there something in my hair? did I say something wrong? well, uhh.. sorry?"

well, I'm sorry, but I was panicked, okay. And this is called self-defense, in case you didn't know. (feel the sarcasm?)

Blonde—Jason (jeez, I should stop called him that) and Piper looking at me like I'm crazy. At first they're in shock states, then they're looked at me like I'm some crazy person.

Teenagers these days, my mom love to say.

"what?" I asked innocently.

Piper shook her head. She said, "well, back to topic. So you could see the monster?"

I nodded, then realize something, "wait. so it's really a monster?"

"yep. a hellhound, to be exact"

"uhh.. pardon me if I wrong, but aren't that's a monster from Greek mythology?"

"you are from that mythology" Piper pointed out.

"I'm sorry?" I felt offended. I meant, seriously, it kinda hurt. It's just like she said that I wasn't exist. Like how the Gods from Greek mythologies aren't.

Right?

"okay, let's start from the beginning. You know the Gods from Greek Mythology, right?"

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"so, the point is: the greek's and roman's mythology are real, and I'm a demigod, a half-human half-God?" I pointed out.

Piper and Jason blinked. Jason grinned, "wow, cool bro!" we fist-bumped like we're an old friend.

Piper rolled her eyes.

"so, what'll we do next? Mind if I get an ice cream?" I said.

"we're waiting for a friend. And no, we want one too. Let's go!"

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"hy, Jace!" Caroline greeted me. Caroline's a middle aged woman whom work selling Delicious and Icy ice cream. It wasn't a popular brand, but it's very delicious. Trust me, I'd buy the ice crean since I was 7 years old.

"hello, Caroline" I nodded.

"Is that your friend?" She asked, appoint Jason and Piper.

"yep,"

"the usual?" I grinned for the answer. 'the usual' meant a 3 scoop ice cream, with pistachio mint, chocolate and chip, and blueberry bleaches.

Jason also ordered 3 scoop; a chocolate bleaches, vanilla with caramel, and blueberry with nuts.

Piper only want 2 scoop: raspberry bleaches and vanilla with oreos.

We wait for a minutes before our ice cream finally served. We pay and say our goodbye to Caroline, as we headed back to the park where we sat there.