Ya know, your usual clichè one-shots about our Dam Demigods meeting puny mortals.
They might even meet wonderful wizards, magical magicians, and amazing Asgardians.
Maybe even *whispers* the Avengers.
Wait whaaaat, who said that?
Anyways, I ain't...
A/N Haha, Y'all didn't expect her to come back did ya?
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Trixie Pixx's P.O.V.
"Run, Pixx, run!" the impatient girl wearing a totes ugly orange shirt and cargo pants pulled me up the hill.
"Okay, bitch, I don't know what you're hurrying for, but I can't run in these shoes. These costs 80$ a pair and judging by that ugly ass shit you're wearing that looks old, you don't have the money to replace it," I stopped and crossed my arms.
"If you want to die then be my guest, stand there and don't move," she sneered.
"I don't see what we're hurrying-" a huge roar cut through my sentence as a monster appeared behind us.
"Run, bitch run," she growled as I stumbled my way up the hill.
I looked back to her and I see her hand holding a spear crackling with lightning. She charged head on and stabbed its eye.
The monster reared back in anger but she didn't stop. She delivered blow after blow until it can't move, and at last, it disappeared into dust.
She ran up to me with speed and pull me along roughly muttering something about this Jackson guy not being here and she has to do all the work.
We ran past the strawberry fields that appeared out of nowhere and ran into a big field littered with other people with those ugly t-shirts, cabins, and a beautiful lake.
She pulled me to two scary looking dudes and released.
"So this is the new camper huh? She's defiantly an Aphrodite child." The one standing up said.
"No shit Sherlock," she said, "the attitude and the clothing. No surprise."
"Okay, why am I here, and where am I?" I shrieked.
"You see, child, Greek gods are real." The one in the wheelchair said and stood up, revealing horse legs underneath his torso, "I'm a centaur, and that is the God, Dionysus. We manage this camp that trains young demigod."
After that, she pulled me again into a room where I was shown an orientation video.
"Now you get that? Bitch? Now let's get out!" she said pulling me out when a sign suddenly appeared on my head.
The centaur guy walked up to me and said, "Hail, Trixie Pixx, Daughter of Aphrodite, Goddess of love."
"Clarisse, mind showing her around?" The centaur said.
"Nope. I've got training to do. Tanaka can do it. She's not even worth McLean's time." She said.
She pulled me for the third time to a pink cabin and knocked.
A Cherokee girl opened the door.
"What's up, Clarisse?" She asked.
"New camper, Trixie Pixx. She's a Drew Tanaka. " She sneered, "Bitch, this is your head counselor, Piper McLean."
"Drew! This one's for you!" She yelled and another girl came out.
Then, Piper when back inside while Clarisse left and Drew to show me around camp.
We became besties since we are so alike. Like, totally. She told me that all the boys here are tots hot and tots boyfriend material with abs. (CRINGE CRINGE CRINGE CRINGE)
The next few days, I saw a cute blonde guy and I decided that he's mine. He's an Apollo camper and he is perfect. With blue hair and blonde eyes.
He's finally alone and I pulled my top a bit down to show my cleavage and my skirt a bit higher.
"Hi, gorgeous, what's your name?" I batted my eyelash and placed my hands on his chest.
His face reddens and stuttered, "I- I- I'm in a relationship."
"Dump her," I said.
He didn't answer but only stutters and muttered that he's in a relationship again and quickly ran off.
For the next few days, it was always like that.
"Playing hard to get huh? Using that I'm in a relationship lie? I always love a good challenge." I smirked.
A few days later, I attempted to talk to him again, but this time with a bunch of people around so that he couldn't refuse and lie.
"Hi, hottie, stop playing hard to get and go out with me." I batted my eyelash.
A few people who heard me snickered and started whispering.
"Oh, we all know you're not in a real relationship. Stop playing hard to get," I whined and crossed my arms, making my boobs look bigger.
"I told you I'm in a relationship!" He mutters again.
Suddenly, the crowd that has gathered around parted as a shirtless hot guy with pale skin and jet black hair stormed up to us still sweaty from training and holding a black sword.
He walked up to us, pushed me away, grabbed Will's shirt, and kissed him on the lips right in front of all the campers.
How dare he steal my Will!
"WILL, You could do better than date this goth kid!" I crossed my arms. I know for a fact that he's bi, and won't mind dating me.
"What did you say, bitch?" The goth kid glared at me and said.
"I'll fight you right here, right now. Winner gets to date Will." I say.
The crowd goes quiet.
"Sure," he smirked.
Before I can get my sword out, his sword is already at my throat.
"Never steal my boyfriend again or I will really kill you this time." He growled.
I timidly nodded.
"Well, well, well, isn't it the little bitch who tried to still our boyfriends?" a voice said.
It's Annabitch and Caloser!
"Get lost and do not ever bother Nico or Will again, do you hear me?" She yelled and her eyes lit up on literal fire.
"Yes." I stuttered and ran away.
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Okay. I know I made a few mistakes cause' I did not think this straight. I know she met Piper already, but let's just pretend that she didn't okay?
Thanks!!!!!
And just a side note, I know Will is not that shy. In my mind, Will is more like a calling Nico when Trixie starts to flirt with him and directly kissing Nico on the lips kind of guy of a guy who will fight back. Will is not that week people.
But, in order to progress with this story, I had to make him like that.
SOLANGELO FOREVER!!!
Little weird Asian girl, is out.
BYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
P.S. I finished this in like 20 minutes so please forgive me if this is so badly written. K.
