Labels. They're everywhere. Some labels are important. Like on medicine, food, and buildings. Those are the kinds we need to help function easily. But other labels... sometimes we just don't need them. We don't really need labels like biological, transgender, or genderqueer. Not for human beings, at least. All those labels do are bring people down. Society refuses to let a person be who they want. They refuse to see past the labels. I don't want anyone to look at my labels. I just need them to look at me. ||| ALL CHARACTERS BELONG TO RICK RIORDAN ||| ||| THIS IS A TRANS AU ||| ||| FLUFF WARNING, YO! |||

"Nicole" lived a life that was far from normal, with an abusive father and a, sadly, deceased mother and sister who had died seven years ago while on their way to pick "Nicole" up from school. "Nicole" knew that, had they still been here, the utmost support and love would have been received from them, unlike the abusive father "Nicole" was stuck with until the day that marked 18 years of life. When a blonde by the name of Will stumbled into "Nicole's" life, everything seems to spiral even more downhill before soon looking up for the better.