Hey Peeps! I've been planning on doing a Tratie story now for like months but I never had any time (please note that I'm working on about 7 other stories already on the site)

Please enjoy… My Personal Stalker Travis Stoll 8)

Katie's POV

"Katie!" My dad yelled from downstairs. I heard a loud boom and figured I should go check it out. Sure enough my dad was at the bottom of the steps with boxes all over him.

"Dad what happened?" I asked trying not to laugh at the hilarious scene below.

"Well as you can see, I was walking ever so elegantly up the stairs holding my lazy daughter's boxes of junk to bring to her room. One little foot slipped and I fell stupidly on my rump." He said sarcastically. I guess I had inherited my sarcastic sense of humor from him.

"Sorry dad…" I let the rest of the comment sink in, "Hey! I'm not lazy!" I shouted as I ran down the steps.

He laughed. I reached out my hand for him. He didn't really look much like me. I looked like my mother, Demeter. The only thing I had from my father was his smile. I didn't smile much, he always said it was a waste of a face. You know parents and their weird sayings to try and encourage their children's self esteem.

"Well my little green thumb, how about helping me with your boxes of junk? That'll prove your not lazy." I cringed at his nickname for me. Again with parents and their weird sayings, or in this case nicknames.

"Sure thing." I said lifting up the box over his stomach. Together we walked up the stairs laughing about the fall. It was the first time I had laughed since the move.

About 2 weeks ago my dad told me we were moving to West Virginia. Not the coolest place. We used to live in New York City, which was closer to Camp Half-Blood. My dad said, "oh Honey It'll be a great experience" and tons of other mush parents say to soften the blow. "Or you'll mom will be happy I'm letting you experience good o'l farm country."

You would probably think starting all over at a new school would be bad, but I've been kicked out of them a couple times in my life so it wasn't that bad. I don't know why but I was unusually nervous for it. It felt like a premonition that something bad was going to happen. I shook it off though.

Me and my dad unpacked pretty much every box till our house looked like a model of our old one. My room was decorated with various plants. One good thing about the house was it had…a greenhouse in the backyard! That was a plus for a daughter of Demeter like me.

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Finally after about 2 hours setting up the greenhouse my dad made me go to bed. I slept (surprisingly) a dreamless night. Demigods always got dreams. And mostly, they weren't good ones.

I woke up fresh and ready for the new day. I ate my cereal (duh I couldn't live without it) and drank my milk. My dad on the other hand was nervously twitching. I knew he was scared for his new job. He was a landscaper at this big hotel. If he didn't make the gardens perfect he'd most likely get well…fired. I knew he would do fine, after all he'd caught the attention of my godly mother Demeter.

"Katie I know you're nervous but we'll get through this." He said dabbing his forehead with a white rag.

"Yes dad, you'll get through this. Honestly I'm fine." I said reassuringly.

Only I didn't know I'd get a visit from my worst nightmare.

So yeah…I know it was boring… Don't worry though the ever so great Travis Stoll will show up! And he'll probably have a Lyrica Pen with him! 8)

~*LOLA*~

Edited 7/8/13