If you have read the final chapter of 'The Haunted House', you will know about everything and why it was deleted. STILL VERY VERY SORRY!

Anyway, welcome to my new story, Boys vs. Girls. Yeah yeah, I couldn't think of a better title. But I'm happy with it, alright? Yeah...

The appearences are now my new profile picture. The picture will show up on November 20. -curses slow time-

ON WITH IT! I DON'T OWN PERCY JACKSON!

There was a school. A school called Merriweather Academy for Young Ladies. It was thought to teach young girls to be independent and other junk like that.

The reality was much, much different.

The girls were split into four different groups-Leaders, Brains, Sneaks, and Makers. They were taught combat, more combat, special combat, and Mechanical making. And maybe some normal subjects, like history, science, and math.

But not even the students knew what lay behind the walls of Merriweather Academy, the dark secrets it held.

Until one day, three (four) girls figured it out...

Chapter 1

"Where's Bianca?"

The black haired girl tapped her pencil on the pad thoughtfully. What was she going to do for her stupid essay?

Sighing, she stood up and straitened her leather brown jacket. "Oh look, the bow came un-done again," she muttered sarcastically.

She snapped the pad shut and walked off. Unbeliable, she thought, looking at the time. Dinner had already passed.

Frowning, she stomped off to her dorm, her stomach growling.

Thalia was a Leader. A Leader was considered some of the best fighters in the school, a natural leader. Yeah. Thalia perferred to work alone, unless she were working with her best friends-Annabeth, Rachel, and Bianca.

"Anyone got some leftovers on them?" Thalia asked when she got to the dorm.

"Not on me," a blonde-haired girl replied. She wore the exact same uniform as Thalia, except she had no leggings with orange patches, and an orange bow was tied around the neck of her shirt. Her gray eyes glanced briefly from her book to Thalia.

"You never have leftovers, Annabeth." Annabeth rolled her eyes. Most of the students called her 'Ms. Brain.' Which made sense, since Annabeth was a brain.

"I saved you some chicken wings," a red-haired girl offered. Rachel, a Sneak, had the same uniform, except she had orange-and-black leggings on, and white boots with orange hearts.

"Thanks Rachel." Thalia accepted the food and sat down on the bed.

"Thalia, something is horribly wrong," Rachel said. Thalia looked up from her mini-meal.

"YOUR HAIR! IT'S A NIGHTMARE!" she shrieked. She started laughing. Even Annabeth looked up from her book long enough to snort. Thalia rolled her eyes. "Haha, very funny."

"Hey," Annabeth said, putting her book down. "Where's Bianca? Usually, she's the one telling us to come on time before curfew."

Rachel frowned. "Maybe she's talking with one of the teachers. "Probably Mr. Moles."

It would make sense, of course, considering Bianca was a Maker, but Annabeth was right. This wasn't like Bianca. Not Bianca diAngelo.

"She might be back in the morning," Thalia said, finishing the chicken. She glanced at the door. No Bianca.

And she wasn't there the next morning either. Or the next. After two more days, it was official.

Bianca diAngelo had disappeared.