"Are you being serious?" I asked him, feeling a burning pressure in my chest. I stood up abruptly. The king of the gods couldn't be my father... Could he? No, no he couldn't, I was just being easily taken advantage of because I longed for my mourned father so bad. The burning pressure in my chest was increasing. I looked at all of them, "You think this is some sick j- j- joke you c-c- can play on m-m- me!" It took all my will to restrain my self from shouting in complete anger, and frustration unfortunately today just wasn't my day. "You need to calm down!" The principal shouted frantically. "Wrong thing to say, to a pis*** off girl!" Why should they care? They played a cruel trick on me. They took it too far accusing my dead father of being a god. Ha, A god, yeah right. Why am I feeling this pain? I suddenly heard a deafening roar in my ears, I grit my teeth so hard I was surprised my jaw didn't crack. The pain was a burning sensation, it made it's way down my arms towards my hands. It was getting worse I couldn't hold it in. I was screaming in pain, my hands felt like they where on fire. I opened my eyes and looked at my hands, what I saw was something I could never ever deny. MY HANDS! THEY'RE ON FIRE! ------------------------------- Read to find out: What is the bad past that drove her to leave her life behind? Is she more than just a Demi-God? Will she be Olympus's savior or Destroyer? Will she accept her role? Who will she love? Will she find out why Diavolo is hurting? Will she be able to save herself, her new found friends and to top it off, the DEMI-GODS AND GODS OF OLYMPUS??? Dedicated to Rick Riordan the author of the Percy Jackson books. ~~~~~~~~ No copying my story please. STORY BELONGS TO ME AND SO DO MY CHARACTERS THAT I CREATED. ~~~~~~~~

JAS'POV Wendy you now today it my moment . Wendy : ho good what you are going to do . Jasmein: i will go to the fooo concert with hope do you wanted to com?? Wendy: as you like jas thes is your moment not main. Jas: com you will had som fun. Wendy: ok but what time??. Jas: now it 5:30 and we will go 6:00. Wendy : ok now i will be rady!! .~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~. Wen we back Wendy dn't beliv that she sad. Wendy: my life now is vary vary sweet Wen the fooo song (rollr costre) comeng soon i'm vary happy now

Hi i'm jasmein and iam 14 yers old and my frind name hope and she is 14 yers old and we love the fooo and my sister name (wendy) and she is 16 yers old ...(jasmein): Aged 15 long straight brunette hair and blue eyes. Very pretty and popular at school. Spollt and always centre of attention. Loves to draw and wants to growup to be a fashion designen or a sty ligt as she loves fashion. ...(hope's) time: Aged 13 is a twin long straignt blonde hair and brown eyes pretty and lntelli genx. Lots of fieds with all different persona lities. Finds it hard to fitin to stil is very poular. ... And now (wendy) is: Aged 13 is twin. Long straight bnde hair and brown eyes, idont cal to twin sisters . Pretxy and good as clever as tuin . Crazy and has no fear . Naughty at school and at home . Very popurlar.

"ليس هناك شيئاً يجمعنا غير احاديثنا القصيره التي نخوضها في ذلك المقعد امام النافذه حيث كنتُ اخذ قطعه تلو الاخرى منه الى ان علمتُ بأنه لم يكن المجرم الذي اخبرني به الجميع فـليس هناك ادنى شك خلف تلك الابتسامه الخجوله و العينان الخضراء و البراءه التي يحملها في وجهه ان يكون مجرماً لكنني علمتُ بان حياتي لن تعود كما كانت اعلم بانها ستتغير كلياً"-كلارين