Disclaimer, don't own the Percy Jackson and the Olympians but I do own some of the characters except Nico, Percy, Annabeth, Rachel and Chiron.

AN. I would like to thank my wonderful beta, The Lost Chapters, who edited this and if you're looking for a beta she's great. Hope you like.

You see that girl with the black scarf; gray T-shirt; skinny jeans and the black high tops? Staring at the test sheet like it was toxic waste, tapping her foot nerves on edge? Yeah that's me, Ocean Marie. Ocean's my first name; Marie is my last name. People usually think my name is weird but, I think it fits my personality. Not only do I not understand some of this test, but the little that I can understand was stupid. I mean, what kind of test asks questions like:

What is the main idea of this poem? A. everything can get better by singing B. Zebras have a special song C. Zebras are the most musical of animals

I mean how will this trash help me in real life, or in eighth grade? It won't help at all. Plus, I will probably be going to a new school by the end of the summer, actually, a new school is garunteed. I think my moms already signed me up for school in Arkansas, which of course, is a big let down from here in Miami. We've only been here three weeks and were probably gonna stay here for two more (three more if I'm lucky.) We move at least once every 1-4 months during the school year. (And four is only when I'm really lucky.) During the summer it varies from staying in a place for a week to two months. We move for various reasons. Usually either because I get in trouble, or because my mom just wants to. I only get in trouble in stupid schools like this one though.

Pulling myself from my thoughts, I focused on the test in front of me. Ugh, I hate this! I can't even read this poem with my dyslexia. I wanted to be outside. Out of this building. Surfing, swimming, something. Anything that involves water. I'm guessing that had something to do with part of my ADD. It was difficult for me to be still for this long, confined in this desk, taking a test that I really didnt care about. God, I loved water, I mused, becoming distracted yet again by my thoughts. Water was a part of me that no one could take away. My whole life consisted of things being taken away from me, but water was always a constant in my life. It was everywhere, eventhough I always prefer to live somewhere with a beach close by. So far, here in Miami is the best place I have been so far. The only downfall? I wish I didn't have to be in this stupid school, taking a stupid test, on the last day before summer break. I was interrupted from my thoughts by my teachers disgustingly sweet voice.

"What did you say Miss. Marie?" asked Mrs. Clara, looking pointedly at me. She is the most stuck up, preppy, and just absolutely nauseating teacher I have ever met. She hated me for what reason exactly? I have never been sure. The way I dress perhaps? I dress from punky one day, to girly the next, and then somedays I take a break and just go with normal. Maybe it was my additude she had a problem with. I talked back…not much. But just enough to get on her nerves. And she absolutely hated disobedience. She goes scary psycho when it happens.

"I said nothing Mrs. Clara." I said aloud.

"Good, because this might be the last day of school, but your not an eighth grader yet, Miss. Marie."

What a B****, I thought. Hmm, this was the last day of school, might as well get suspended for it. I mused.

"But Mrs. Clara, if I were to say something, it would but that I hate you. You would be the plastic in my shoes if I could control the world. Or you could be the bugers in my nose; sticky nasty and hard to get rid of. You arethe reason so many girls that you pick on get picked on by other girls. You're the reason why the girls here look at themselves then think, 'why the heck does my forty year old teacher look better than me?' Old people aren't supposed to look so good. And really you wouldn't, if plastic surgery didn't exist. I am so happy I am out of here next year, because I really dislike you. I think you're probably happy that you never have to see me ever again either. That's all I have to say, now do what you have to do."

"Miss. Marie, may I see you in the hall way?" She said calmly, like I hadnt just insulted her. I hate it when teachers do that.

"Fine." I said, standing up, getting my things, and walking into the hall.

"Ocean…Marie." she giggled. "Jealousy fills you… you know I just feed off of jealousy."

"Ha, what?" I turned to where I heard her voice but no one was there.

"Over here." The voice was scratchy like nails on a chalk board. I turned to the voice, and in its place was a monster. I mean, it had snakes for hair, talons for nails; blood dripped from it's eyes, and it had the ugliest wings I have ever seen. It was really disgusting. "Ms. Clara?" I asked, not sure if I wanted the answer.

The thing laughed. "You should pay more attention in history."

"God your ugly; though that's unsurprising, what with your attitude."

"Where is the egg?"

"What?"

"Where is the egg?" It repeated, as if it were annoyed at me. Well, excuse me for being confused, but I don't speek psyco-babble.

"I don't know what your talking about."

It growled in response, and attacked.

I screamed and ran as fast as I could, in the opposite direction. "Shoot shoot shoot shoot shoot shoot shoot." I muttered repeatedly while running and looking behind me to see how close it was. Ew, the closer it got the uglier it was, I thought absently.

Suddenly, the water fountains on either side of the hallway exploded, and water went everywhere. It hit the thing strait in the face, and it stumbled back a few steps, but let out its wings and began to fly toward me. Then, being my clumsy self, I slipped, and thankfully it flew right over me. Only to turn back around.

Oh no! Oh crap! Oh shoot! Oh Dear Lord ,I know I haven't prayed in a really long time, but please don't let it eat me. Please!

It was so close now. I closed my eyes. I could feel tears rising behind my closed eyelids.

Why did I have to go let my big mouth talk? Oh please, it disserved the words I said, but not enough for me to die!

"Megaera, stop!" I heard a strange voice command.

I opened my eyes to see who it was. I didn't recognize him, but he was cute; with black hair and olive skin.

"But master–" said the thing.

"Go." The boy interrupted, the ground opened up and the thing flew in. The boy gave me a short glimpse and jumped in after it. The hole closed, and I was left there, alone, staring at the place where the boy had disappeared in the ground, and then realizing the water surrounding me.

Just then, Ms. Lox stepped out of her classroom. "What is the–oh my…"

She looked down at me. "Ocean, I should have expected. To the principals office. Right this instant."

"But I didn't–" I started but her eyes made me back off. I got my bag and ran to the principal's office.

I wanted to get suspended for mouthing off to a preppy teacher, not for destroying a water fountain!

"Ocean Marie?" asked the attendance lady.

"Yes?"

"The principals ready for you."

"Woopie." I muttered under my breath. Ms. Lox following me into the room.

I was just hoping they wouldn't all turn into monsters after I got in there...or that I wasn't going crazy.

The principal was an old man; Principal Bunter.

"What did she do?" asked Principal Bunter.

"She ruined the fountains in the seventh grade hall, and mouthed off to Mrs. Cara."

"Don't you mean Mrs. Clara?" I corrected her, on inpulse.

"No, Mrs. Cara," Ms. Lox responded, seemingly annoyed.

"Clara," I argued.

"Cara," she retorted, her face growing red.

I scowled. It was Clara. I knew it was. Ms. Clara turned into a giant monster with wings and I was glad she was gone.

"Ms. Lox, you can leave now," Principal Bunter interrupted.

"But–," she pretested.

"Go."

Déjà vu much? I thought, then Ms. Lox left. But thankfully, she used a door.

"Tell me what happened," Principal Bunter said.

"Well, it's true I mouthed off to Mrs. Clara, and it was Mrs. Clara,"I said, to prove my point. "She told me to go into the hall, and I did. Then she turned in this really ugly monster and attacked me! Then the fountains exploded and there was water everywhere. I slipped and she, it, whatever, flew over me and then a boy appeared out of no where and opened the earth and…and then he told the thing to get in, and it did, and oh my God, and he jumped in the hole after it and it closed back up, and then Ms. Lox found me and told me to come here!" I realized I had been rambling and it appeared my anxiety had gotten the better of me. "I can't breathe! Paper bag, please! PAPER BAG!"

He handed me a paper bag, I breathed in and out until I calmed down.

"I need water," I said, once I had regained my composure.

"Right there." He pointed to the fountain next to the cabinet.

I ran to it and drank it up. "That's some great water." I said when I was done.

"Ocean, are you okay?"

"My story didn't convince you?" I asked.

"There are no such things as monsters." He replied.

I sighed. "So…what's my punishment?" I asked, giving up.

"Sadly, you are to be expelled."

"Great." I was heading for suspension and I got expelled; mom's gonna be so mad.

"Well, weren't you moving anyways?" he asked.

"Yes."

"Hm, then how about we don't put this on your record."

"THANK YOU SO MUCH!" I exclaimed, gratefully.

"You may leave now…bye, Ocean."

"Yeah, sure."

He nodded. "Have a great summer."

"You too." I said getting out of there as fast as possible.

Then Silverbell, my one and only friend here, appeared out of no where. It was hard to make friends moving all the time. I barley have time to make any before I leave again. Especially since I was a total dork. I'm lucky to have one at least.

"Ocean." she said. "Did you really yell at the Mrs. Cara?"

"No, that's not her name! It's Mrs. Clara!"

"Are you okay?" she asked.

"Why is everyone asking me that?"

"Maybe because you've been here for three weeks and you still don't know our wicked teachers name."

I knew it was Mrs. Clara. I wasn't crazy. And if my only friend here didn't know that, then how was I supposed to believe what I saw? Was I really turning crazy? Gosh this sucks. I needed to get out of this school. I needed to be in the water. .